OUTSIDE the rain upon the street,
The sky all grim of hue,
Inside, the music-painful sweet,
And yet I heard but you
As is a thrilling violin,
So is your voice to me,
And still above the other strains,
It sang in ecstasy.
nice- So is your voice to me, And still above the other strains, It sang in ecstasy yeah really everything of his mastermind activities sing in ecstasy....
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I would like to translate this poem
violin strings- rhythm of heart, sometime rejoice and sometime mourn ....... greatly written