Music begins in the heavens, only I,
The only human am I.
Is that why?
Is that the dream of the heavens?
Is this the ecstasy of the aesthetic?
Is this the dream of greatness?
Is this the palm of ruthlessness?
Is the tradition of civilization?
Is this the train of Evolution?
A rolling stone, just a rolling stone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem