Moving in directions of the 50's music, making sense, but also putting smiles on our faces at the sound of that old time music.
Beats hammering constantly as we listen carefully, rhythms rumbling and rolling forward in the silence of our minds as intellect connects to music, all the while dancing to an inner melody, being heard in depths of what we're hearing now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem