Tasting the atmosphere of a pine-scented forest, finding
some peace to accentuate life with a bountiful nature.
Keeping calm, walking steadily into depths of intellect
where I can always find myself.
Arranging styles of music and fitting them into many
musical compositions of veritable quality.
Playing them all, reliving moments, sounds, details, every
thing that they were written from.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem