Irish jigs being taken out of a fiddle in a beautiful
rapid rhythm, such a wonderful sound as it continues
to go faster and faster.
Bigger than life, melodies twirl and run away with our
minds, nothing can beat the colorful sounds being emit-
ted.
Living in the imagery that reverberates into the at-
mosphere, loving every minute of it in blissful and
total rhythms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem