Music like a spirit permeates
And penetrates our psyche.
You can’t possess it;
It possesses you.

A musical work is a medium,
A token of our allegiance;
A symbol of our worship,
A sacrifice of our praise.

Music is not slave to traditions,
It enslaves the traditions;
Does not popularize the cultures,
It cultivates the peoples.

Music is a Spirit
Cloaked in many spirits,
Each with tailored design

Music like a spirit permeates
The universe, finds its course,
And entrances whom it desires...

What most demands our duty -
To make music at home, or
To make it for the public?

The answer floats in the wind:

Our homes crave our music;
It’s got its reasons.

Our communes yearn for our music;
Its got its reason, too.

Music is a Spirit...