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Somewhere far and yet so near
hides this music here,
forgotten in everyday life it endures,
somewhere deep in the heart.
Under its touch, the whole world
is again worth great love,
a plucked string of dreams vibrates,
life has taste and meaning.

On holidays, on any big day,
music has your name,
music has your name
and only I know something about it.
When from the gray frames of everyday life
I take out a picture I know,
music has your name,
whether I want it or not, or not.

Sometimes I run out of breath
and dream becomes a shadow of a dream,
silently through fingers, day by day,
time drips like a tear.
But when midnight is an echo
and the world consists of beating hearts,
that elusive sound like a poem
sneaks between us.

On holidays, on any big day,
music has your name,
music has your name
and only I know something about it.
When from the gray frames of everyday life
I take out a picture I know,
music has your name,
whether I want it or not.

On holidays, on any big day...