Everything has a sound
Silence's is golden
rich and heard only by a few
but if you listen, just listen...
You will hear the sound of Silence too
Yet do not see it through with a faint heart,
for faint heart's only sovereign is fear
and for those who cannot stand it,
Music will revere
Sweet melodies to sour felonies
do we dabble in with sound
and when you're old and grey,
and silver has had its way
do you finally turn around...
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I would like to translate this poem