In the midst of strained calmness
The baton is swung down from the height of a well lengthened body
The musical instruments shine gorgeously
The well trained muscles start to move lively altogether
The orchestra is concentrated to the baton's tip, and
The world of pure sound is created
Everything disappears
Soundless great chorus wells up
Pure flavor of land floats in the air
The world like a Buddhist hymn of
Firmly standing and accomplishing love emerges