I know nothing about,
The technical amenities
Of classical music,
Nor am I able to read notes,
A language, I will never quote,
All I know is that when
I hear some heavenly melody,
Love and eternity speak to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That describes me too: we make up in enthusiasm what we lack in technical knowledge and musicians and composers depend upon us to swell the ranks of their listeners. We close the circle of composition with our appreciative hearing which takes the music inside our souls - which become musics other home.