Band rocking the restaurant all through the night, nothing
to block joy and happiness that their music tantalizes us
with.
On a journey every time they play, going into measures of
eternity and back, trusting in many avenues of rhythms
being coded while writing poetry the whole entire time.
Sacrificing sleep to be able to come and write while
listening to their wonderful synchronization of time and
rhythms collected in colorful sounds sent out into the
atmosphere, taking everyone into the beauty of evening.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem