P ushed is each with one of the ten,
this thing enchants just all the men.
sound’s created from Black and White
– its job is to make world’s hearts bright.
I ndependent, by it-self, alone
would White and Black be the gray gravestone.
but together, combined and united,
heaven’s blessings are instantly cited.
A ppearing sexy there in black,
the wing is opened fully back.
it’s like the lady’s lipstick in red
appealing, mythic, its intentions ahead.
N ever not ready to get to the start
it does not matter if You or Mozart.
it waits to change the stone-cold heart
with each of the notes, that makes this art.
O verwhelming is this special thing,
mysterious, holy, certainly amazing
– to spread the music does it know
the single, black Grand Piano.