Rocking and racing through fields of glassy reflection, showing
images of yesterday's music, rhythms following suit, nothing
able to hold a candle to them.
Light expressing their essence in instruments of gentle power,
taking our minds into the energy that music always brings into
every situation, mirroring the joy and happiness that can always
be found in harmony with humanity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem