These people are, the angels from Lord's kingdom, and we are blessed,
grateful to the Lord for,
sending them to breathe better on earth through their creations.

Speechless, timeless, beauty, perfection,
as if a thousand stories were being sung into my ears,
This is how Gods play!

Every time a different imagery expanded over the skies,
Magnificent!

Russian comrades send you gratitude for this masterpiece.

Art is how we decorate emptiness, music is how we decorate silence,
I've sat here since half an hour thinking of,
what to write for these two out of this world talents,
I can't (hunt those wild) words.

It's like being in Paradise! Thank you!
You bring life to everyone,
Sole purpose of understanding, meaning life ( I believe we have forgot)
This is what living on Earth should be all about.
Virtuous, rhythms, and pure vibrations.

Enjoying this with every breath, with love from,

I forgave my cheating girlfriend, listen to this,
I don't know why, may she have a happy life,
what a privilege to witness such an awe inspiring performance.

A portal through which 'That Which Is' is made known, such is this sonic feast of the Gods,
If this is not Heaven, don't know what else is.
The sound of drums feel like falling raindrops and the flute, feels like the wind that sets the rhythm of the rain,
the instrument are telling God is Great-

I feel like, I shouldn't be seeing this for free
watched the sun rise to this, and I'll never forget this morning,
Don't cry because it's over… Smile because it happened!

I am going to die for this peacefulness, if,
Russian comrades send you gratitude for this masterpiece.