Always ready to dive right into music with both feet, mind
and intellect, riding rhythms far into the night, seeing
the beauty of life with one another as we dance.
Tripping through melodies of a lively and energetic band
called "Cold Front", moving quickly to tempos as they race
all around and through us.
Tempting and teasing us with every ounce of energy being
played, gently yet steadily, never slowing down, challeng-
ing, daring everyone to keep up with every note and rhythm.
Heart filled with excitement and a vibrant sensation that
keeps hold of us all through this night, nothing to take
us away from this music until closing time, darn it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem