Locating pleasure centers of the mind, music flowing easily into
intellect's interior, giving it just cause, turning and twisting
into the night.
Tempos rising, following equations of music into depths of dimen-
sions from another time, straightening bends and corners in life,
making pathways become one.
Making it so there's less turmoil and stress in moments left to
us, rising and falling with tempos taunting and teasing mind and
intellect.
Causing sublime and profound sensations to topple over and find
other heights to climb again, spreading thoughts throughout an
imaginative reality through poetical portraits.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem