(after Matthias Claudius and Franz Schubert)--Peter SkrzyneckiDeath speaks softlylike an old friend that visitswithout giving notice—that enters the housewithout first knockingor waiting to be asked in.The voice that calls outis that of a young girlwho asks Death to go away—she pleads her youth,calls Death “the dear one”and speaks against being touched.Death continues to speaklovingly and tells hernot to be afraid—that Death will comfort her,give courageand promises she will sleep:after all, Death is the old friendto whom the doorwas always left open—trustworthy, reliable, punctual.A violin’s notes stab the air sharplyDeath speaks for the last time.
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