Mirrors of reflections settled upon television screens as we
sit listening to melodies being played tonight, friends to-
gether, talking, dancing, laughing, having a great time
The pure innocence of rhythm's sounds as they excite and
collect many ideas, concepts and thoughts of an insistent
posture of sounds filling us.
While they continue to play to the wonder of another life
beyond our grasp for the time being, rattling along, wanting
to be one with nature through scenery of music.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem