When the world overwhelms you,
And life seems so unfair.
Just pick up an instrument,
And smell that sweet melodic air.
When my heart is in my hands,
I feel the power of it.
Pure ecstasy, true beauty,
It’s taking over me.
Submerging my lifeless body
Into a pool of rhythm.
I’m losing control…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem