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A red-haired, brownish woman and a husky walk inside a giant cello. The scene is hilarious and surreal. In the darkness of the instrument, the two observe the light coming from the instrument's "F" keys, which illuminate in trails of light from outside. The hollow wood reflects a surreal dream: How did they get there? - The woman wears black clothes and is always facing away from the camera. The view is from inside the instrument, looking from below upwards; there is a dusty atmosphere.
Ode to the Weavers of Sound
To those who found the rhythm in silence, Who gave emotion measure, form, and space. The voice that raised the chorus, the finger that touched the key, Composers and Musicians, throughout the Earth!
Their scores are bridges, linking the time that has passed, Matter dissolves, but the note that remains, Resists the centuries, the chaos and the dust of history, Living not in bronze, but in our memory.
From the ancient lute to the thundering orchestra, They passed through here, and the song never ends. Behold the sublime legacy, the force that permeates: Matter may go, but the notes will never cease to exist.
