Fantastic Sam, playing his harmonica with the band,
relishing the experience of playing for an audience.
Such a gentleman, falling in step with surroundings,
as candlelight shines all about us in the dim light
of shadowy reflections in the night.
Somber thoughts gently filling my mind with gypsy
fantasies of yesteryear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem