"Hope, deceitful as it is, serves at least to lead us to the end of our lives by an agreeable route."

- François Duc de La Rochefoucauld

To the violin’s symphony

To the violin’s symphony,
Chords that sing a heavenly tune,
They open doors to our imagination,
They make us dance,
Enjoy the bliss that is life,

To the violin’s symphony,
We sing, we dance, we give life to deceased beings,
We free the lingering doubt,
Which is what living happy is about,

To the violin’s symphony,
The darkness blossoms,
Leaving endless blight all a fro’
The street lights light up in a row,
The moon sets in,
To let the sun cave in,

To the violin’s symphony,
We portray our lust,
To that someone that makes us bust,
We hear the melody,
As a soothing token of hate’s parody,

To the violin’s symphony,
Oh we cherish thee,
To gloriously dance like were free,
To retrieve our dreams from the aether,
Sinking in the sweetness,
Of a long journey home,
To be like the emperor of Rome,
Of your dreams,

To the violin’s symphony,
We slowly drift off,
To the land of Neverland,
To greet the morn with solemn cheery faces,
And to leave the night with no regretted traces,

Oh really? Wow, that’s truly remarkable, I must agree. It looks neat, but I think that neatness came in a hefty price, i.e. it was probably very hard to perfect.

Good luck in your work, It really is fantastic