In the quiet hall where shadows play, The orchestra breathes life anew, Violins whisper secrets of the day, In melodies…
In the quiet of the concert hall, The strings begin their gentle call, A dance of notes, both soft and…
In halls where whispers of ages past reside, A symphony of echoes, where dreams abide. The maestroâs baton, a wand…
In the hush of night, a melody takes flight, Notes like fireflies, glowing in the twilight, Strings and keys, in…