Colors standing out in the future while music is being played
energetically in the night, having plenty of things to say in
poetical music throughout this life.
Being given a reprieve for moments in time, silence broken,
life moving forward in measures of rhythms that cannot be taken
away or stopped.
Sleep unable to overtake people's minds for they're totally into
the music and rhythms being played nightly, with intense sensa-
tions of being played like an instrument that's never put down.
Having only to be played on a constant basis for that's how music
needs to be taken and listened to in poetical processes of creat-
ivity tonight and on into the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem