There is no end to the longing beauty of the music
It takes the soul into itself and far from itself
As nothing else can-
The music and the music alone
When we are old and sad and finished forever
Brings us life again-
The music and the music
Whose real name and beauty
No one knows
And which takes us where we want to go
For a time we dream as forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poignant poem, very beautiful. Music is life.