Galleria de Vierge - The Cottage of Dolls

Tempo was Allegro non Molto.

Moving bow faster, rhythm gain.

Blazing beats were risen chains.

Fire Saint Summer Concerto.

Could thou feel the music harmony?

Vivaldi’s master piece, it showed.

Speed up technique vibrato.

Let us flow to wonder memorial.

Among the magical labyrinth,

eyes had seen angelic pure.

Girl in white from the ethereal.

and the cured violin was played.

Was it a true or a dream?

Oh it seemed real shiny day.

Beautiful evening of May.

Orange ray passed through reddish trees.

Thus, this was a precious moment.

Now and then, both I and thee

had good time together, we agreed.

Let me be with thou till sun down.

As the love music continued.

I felt new, refresh by light sound.

Lovely notes just moved up and down.

Then I found that my heart was burnt.

It was such great solo skill

by the will of right in each turn.

Definitely my pride did earn.

Here I learnt a true happiness.

Never wished this song to finish

in minutes, ending must be faded.

The sun was in the bloody shade.

Nothing said. All silenced in vain.

The girl smiled and spoke to me.

"Do not worry, we shall come again."

Now she helped my wish regained.

Never changed, she was my sister.

To be continue