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Another “trial run“ practice . Again a fabulous Bosy Imperial. Schubert-Liszt Des Mädchens Klage The clouds rush by, the oaks roar, The maiden rests on the green by the shore as wave breaks with force, with force And she sighs into the gloomy night. eyes blurred with tears. “My heart has died, the world is empty, no wishes left to me in this life, oh, gods take your child back, I have relished earthly bliss, I have lived and loved.“ The tears run down to no end, Mourning will not bring back the dead, Tell me what eases the ache For sweet love's lost passion. I, the heavenly, will not deny it. Erlkönig Who rides, so late, through night and wind? It is the father with his child. He has the boy well in his arm He holds him safely, he keeps him warm. “My son, why do you hide your face so anxiously?“ “Father, do you not see the Erl king? Th
