December 10, 2010 @ 12:33 am by sean
Sometimes when I get really tired I like to listen to this and think about sad things, just so I can almost cry.
Well, a few times, at least.
Like right now, as I’ve apparently again lost the ability to put myself to bed at a responsible hour.
Even not knowing the words in Polish “Oh Mamma do not cry—Immaculate Queen of Heaven support me always” written by an 18 year old girl on the wall of a Gestapo prison and separated from her mother, the arrangement is sufficient.
It provokes sadness so well it makes me smile.
The whole Symphony No. 3 is rather sorrowful, if you will, but this second movement just gets me. I wish I were alive to hear it played at my funeral. Especially as the only one in attendance.