Music is your own experience, your thoughts, your wisdom. If you don`t live it, it won`t come out of your instrument...

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song.
A medley of extemporanea;
And love is a thing that can never go wrong;
And I am ? I do not know!...

Fair and fair, and twice so fair,
As fair as any may be;
The fairest shepherd on our green,
A love for any lady.
But, a special one is always there...