By candle light I played
And crowd disappeared for a moment.
Caressed the keys – one black, then followed white…
The same as life, and no one can deny.
I couldn’t be more true, my soul was singing.
With every bit of note which flew throughout my fingers
I played the melody resembling with confession,
Enchained with feelings, leading to salvation.
By candle light I played, the crowd was silent,
The music makes you naked, not defiant…
The prose of life might slay you, yet however
Remember: Life is short, but Art will last forever
24.04.2022 , Krakow
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