Play me a song with the violin.
Make it sound harmoniously beautiful as the violinist uses his bow.
Impart to me the joy of a piece made only for me.
To feel the rapture of the evening as it whist the midnight.
Silenced the midnight in pure abandon and never let it tumultuously rise.
This is the wish I have for the violinist to play his instrument in peaceful serenity.
Making it a change from the doldrums to a heavenly peace.
Feel the music as it wafts over you.
Enjoy the sound you are able to hear.
Knowing in due time the music will stop and silence will fill the room.
Do this one favor for me, O Violinist, and make the sound sweet.
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