Malia could refer to:
Malia (born 1978) is a singer from Malawi. She has released five albums to date.
Malia's mother is from Malawi and her father is from the United Kingdom. She moved to London when she was a teenager. A budding singer, while in New York, she heard a French song by Liane Foly that fascinated her and she made contact with the composer/producer of the song, André Manoukian in France. Ever since, she has collaborated with Manoukian for a number of her albums starting with her debut Yellow Daffodils in 2002. The album Black Orchid, her fourth, is a tribute to Nina Simone.
The malia (Malia grata) is a medium-sized (approximately 29 cm long) babbler-like passerine. It has an olive-green plumage, yellowish head and chest, and pinkish-brown bill. The young is duller than adult. It is the only member in the genus Malia.
An Indonesian endemic, the malia is restricted to montane forests of Sulawesi. Usually, it is found in pairs or small groups of three to seven birds. The diet consists mainly of insects, beetles and other arthropods.
The taxonomy of this species is not certainly known. The malia has bulbul-like plumage characters, but its behavior is similar to Old World babblers' and it may be a relative of theirs.
Widespread and common in its habitat and range, the malia is evaluated as Least Concern on the IUCN Red List of Threatened Species.
Francesco Paolo Tosti / Pagliera
Cosa c'era ne 'l fior che m'hai dato?
forse un filtro, Un arcano poter?
Nel toccarlo, il mio core ha tremato,
m'ha l'olezzo turbato il pensier.
Ne le vaghe movenze, che ci hai?
Un incanto vien forse con te?
Freme l'aria per dove tu vai,
spunta un fiore ove passa 'l tuo piè.
Io non chiedo qual plaga beata
fino adesso soggiorno ti fu:
non ti chiedo se Ninfa, se Fata,
se una bionda parvenza sei tu!
Ma che c'è nel tuo sguardo fatale?
Cosa ci hai nel tuo magico dir?
Se mi guardi, un'ebbrezza m'assale,
Se mi parli, mi sento morir!
Malia
What was there in that flower you gave me?
Perhaps a love-potion, a mysterious power!
As I touched it, my heart trembled,
its perfume troubled my thoughts!
What was there in your delicate movements?
Do you bring a magic charm with you?
The air quivers wherever you go,
a flower springs at your feet as you pass!
I do not ask in which blessed region
you have lived until now:
I do not ask if you are a nymph, a fairy
or a fair apparition!
But what is there in your fateful glance?
What is there in your magical words?