Song of Love Page #5

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It's not possible.

Why?

- Please Clara, do not cry.

- You're right.

Now almost everything depends on you.

- But how am I going to tell him the truth?

- Do not do it. I'll hide it there.

Tell him he has not answered yet ..

I'll take care of the matter.

But if it's that...

FOR MY FRIENDS,

CLARA AND ROBERT...

COM MY MORE DEEP

ADMIRATION, FRANZ LISZT.

You speak as if something

strange happened to Robert.

You're a little weird, Mr. Brahms.

Another composer would have

brought his own music.

Is that you do not know what Prof.

Schumann and his wife...

they did for me.

Follow her as lovely as always?

Well, I guess...

I always had a weakness for her too.

I can understand.

Now that Clara does not know it

Will not give me away, right?

Oh Always women!

I have an idea.

Princess Hohenfels, Mr. Brahms.

- Haunted.

- I feel honored.

Do not be impressed, she was

the wife of a prince...

and it's all the French that knows.

Listen, dear.

I would feel very embarrassed

if I asked you to coax a man ..

For a good purpose? Is not the..

- Another person?

- I said:
"" for a good purpose "".

On the evening of tomorrow,

at night, Mr. Reinecke.

- Who is that Mr. Reinecke?

- He's a man who does not enter your type.

The little hair that has comes

out only in the sideburns...

On the other hand, he is the best

conductor. Of the world. He will help us ..

Reinecke At what time will the hare jump.

He always has some surprise ready for us.

Sorry.

That was the hare.

Bravo!

Bravo!

Thank you.

I would like to offer you something now...

that never was executed in public ..

A pair arranged by myself

of a superb melody.

"" Dedication "", composition of

my dear colleague, Prof. Schumann.

Your wedding gift.

Dedication to love

Or dedication to his technique.

It is very interesting.

Bravo!

Bravo!

- Princess Hohenfels.

- An honor.

Haunted.

What a technique, Mr. Liszt!

I do not know what to say.

It would be better if he does not say

anything. It would be a sacrilege...

in the presence of the holy

queen of the virtuous.

I have not heard you

play for so long, Clara.

Is there no way to

persuade her, Robert?

Enchanted, Franz. I will do it for you.

You are a brilliant artist Franz.

I envy you.

I wish I had the power to

translate into wonders

the vulgar and simple things ..

Because, from time to time

something that seems...

challenge such translation.

Do you know what I mean, Franz?

To everything that is natural,

to the spell and magic.

From two hearts that speak

without words to each other.

Unimportant things.

To sincere love, as it is.

Without false illusions, nor storms.

No sins, no shining.

No creaking of silks

and no jewels...

Only love, without embellishments.

Do you know what I mean Franz?

I'm hungry, Robert.

Take me to dinner.

Are you coming, Johannes?

That woman has insulted you!

She has done something worse

than insult me. Describe me.

And he has done very well, right Mr.

Reinecke?

And you do not respond to their insults?

Go, dear, go and

love who you like.

I always have to deal with the work

of men who are bigger than me.

Prof. Schumann is extraordinary.

I would like him to see his latest work,

the most indicated for the Gewandhaus.

Maybe I'll get him to direct it.

Charmed!

Bertha, know what I'm bringing.

Oranges, direct from Spain!

Does not seem incredible?

We are in the middle of winter ..

Problems with the feet?

- It's going away.

- Who?

Mr. Brahms.

He is doing his luggage.

Making your luggage?

- Johannes.

- Good morning.

But what are you doing?

You know how these things are.

Someday I had to get there.

- Do not say nonsense!

- Clear!

I can not live here forever.

Please, do not talk like

that, those are silly...

But if I'm right...

What will we do if you left?

I would have to hire a

child, a cook, and a butler.

We could not pay it. And in addition.

Nowhere would we find

a friend like t.

What has happened to you?

Please, Clara.

You were at our

side in bad times.

And now that everything improves.

Robert is going to direct his

Faust in the Gewandhaus.

A splendid occasion for you to leave!

What happened to you?

I can not tell you why.

I have to go, that's all...

It must be for the children ..

They do not let you work quiet, right?

I do not blame you. They are unbearable.

Unlike. I do not know how I

can work without them ..

Well then why?

Did something Robert tell you?

You know he gets

upset sometimes.

- He does it with me.

- Please, Clara.

I must have bothered you.

Have I been me?

Last night when I joked so

much about your suit ..

But if you look like a junkyard closet.

Realize!

I'll sew it then ..

You can not leave your

studies with Robert.

I forbid you...

I love you, Clara.

I love you since the day I arrived,

when you entered the room...

I was playing the piano and

Robert was listening to me.

I fought. I have tried everything.

I assumed it was a consequence of my previous

loneliness, and that it would happen to me ..

He is the best man

in the world...

But I have not been able to win.

I still love you.

And I can not live here again.

We will miss you, Johannes. Too.

You like?

A lot.

I had to leave Faust a little in peace.

And I thought of this.

I think I'll call

it "" Arabesque "".

Johannes leaves.

It's something I already expected.

He is in love with you.

- He told you?

- Of course not.

But everyone would have

noticed, except t.

But dear, what did you expect?

You have all the appearance of an angel.

Naive harmonious and charming ..

And you know how essential

it is for everyone.

Someone try to fix

them without you.

And what are we going to do with the poor?

We could poison it and

bury it in the cellar.

Robert.

Listen Clara, these things usually happen.

Everywhere..

Men fall in love with

things they know...

That you can not ever own.

If you knew the penalty that gives me ..

My poor Clara.

Maybe I'm wrong.

It may happen soon. He's young...

He has plenty of talent,

maybe luck will help him.

And besides, it has not been to

your side as many years as I have.

Come on, Robert.

We're going home now.

Come on.

No Please. I can alone.

Please sit down.

When I go to see him, be

very careful what he says.

He has not seen anyone

for several months...

since the day he tried to commit suicide.

But if it is better.

Or is it not, doctor?

I've waited so long.

And you wrote to me saying how

much I was going to improve.

It is true that it is .. But in these

cases, you never know anything true ..

There are good days and bad days.

- And today?

- It's a good day.

Wait a moment ..

I want to take my hat off.

He used to see me every day, so...

What a beautiful garden, Robert.

Maybe you can walk by him very soon.

Maybe if .. I feel

stronger every day.

- Clear.

- My Robert!

How many days have passed? Without

you, I lose the notion of time.

- I also.

- How are the children?

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