<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=465517" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Called Music</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is whining in the air, in daring thought<br>The bard shall sing of music that is strange.<br>I believe in the thinkers who passed away<br>From the region in time, and returned to heights<br>Of the seasons of joy, and pleasure, and regard.<br>In the snow has it the shovelling of mice who<br>Cradle like ice cubes their rewarding music<br>And the instruments we enjoy.<br>An enemy of the state is comfortable, <br>More to the question, in danger of the snow<br>And its sting.<br>In the air has the belief, beliefs are to be questioned<br>In the air and snow flying in the air.<br>Why does the winter drive us mad with sounds of enchantment?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Naveed+Akram">Naveed Akram</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=465517" data-title="Called Music de Naveed Akram" data-description="It is whining in the air, in daring thought The bard shall sing of music that is strange. I believe in the thinkers who passed away From the region in time, and returned to heights Of the seasons of joy, and pleasure, and regard. In the snow has i..."></div> </div> </div>

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