When I started, the strings hurt my young hands too much.
Nevertheless, I lose my worries in the waves of sound rising in intricate melodies.
One song says ‘yes - love is what this is.’
One sounds like laughing children on vacation with their families.
One sounds sweet and sad, like a time-worn saying to comfort mothers.
One sounds like a teenager abroad in an unknown city, gentle and brilliant new leaves.
One sounds like a woman patiently tending a beautiful store.
Fill my life with music; while I won’t play, I will sing.
The world stopped and I became quiet and blue.
After all this time, you fall into the love songs’ ecstasy.
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