Strumming this poetical heart with guitars as they charge
ahead, picking up this poetical life and rushing into the
future.
Galloping on stallions of the past, tall, sleek, beautiful
and always ready for a ride through measures of musical
rhythms.
A quest of musicians that is being fulfilled in depths of
a live band in front of us on stage, taking us forward into
lyrics and melodies of enthusiasm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem