Armin

I listen to Armin
When I don't want to let my youth go,
And with each rhythm
I feel my mind drift away.

I listen to his sets,
And the Sun doesn't set,

I recall beautiful names
Of friends who cross borders.

Higher than the sky,
Purer than water,
His music is one
Of the codes to happiness.

* This is a piece of fan art.

Illustration courtesy ID 78419434 © 9parusnikov | Dreamstime.com


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