Forgotten Melody

And again for the card game, His throw kings in the fold, Empires had forgotten them in the hastiness, To find the familiar melody - that was lost, but always sounds in my dreams. And jazz is playing and tired pianist whispers something to His fingers, And guitarist with a shy smile governs the right tone, And music shades compose the mellifluous long dream, Where own orchestra in the world of his dreams has been shipped. Again I am looking for the melody that plagued in His sleep, Yeah know not destined to hear that melody in the other sounds in reality, That the lost harmony, that still sounds in me, And the sheet music signs the pianist reads in the delirium.