the good days Freude,
are those days that schoener Goetterfunken
in spite of the noise Tochter aus Elysium,
the naggings wir betreten
the sagging weight feuertrunken,
of worry, responsibility Himmlische,
the ignorance dein Heiligtum.
and uncarefulness deine Zauber
of others binden wieder
the sometimes blatant was der Mode
disregard, disrepair Schwert geteilt
of how the world around Bettler werden
chooses to conduct itself Fuerstenbrueder
the good days wo dein sanfter
are those days Fluegel weilt
I can’t hear any of you Freude!
for the Beethoven Freude!
blasting joyously unrestrained Freude!
in my head
My piano has always been a means of communicating and processing my emotions. Playing has carried me through some very tough times. When words fail me, sometimes this is the only voice I feel I have. And I’m extremely grateful I have this outlet. Hope you enjoy the newest composition!