Like a good lass
feeling the snow fall
facing up and breathing as the wind enters the nostrils
It chills the heart
and warms the mind
it kills the anger
and creates joy
like a morning sun drying the dew
this melody enters the heart and stays like a good friend
When the sound blows
the day smiles
the head nods
and the waist merry
And that's the spirit of a good music.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem