Music takes me to another world
Where the human's touch is only incidental;
And an old, alien language there speaks to my soul,
While invisible fingers are plucking my strings,
And an unknown landscape there unfurls,
Made half of emotion and half purely mental;
And only it can fill that empty hole
In your heart, that always is wanting to sing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enjoyed the flow of your poem and how it is so true to your inner self.