Tabu - Es ist die Seele ein Fremdes auf Erden

Georg!

Shushi!

You do not have to look. He is not there.

Maybe in the next train. Hm? My girl!

"Sister!"

"Since I found you ..."

"... in a lonely clearing of the woods ..."

"... and lunch was ..."

"... and big the silence of the animal ... "

"Great dying."

"The singing flame in the heart."

"Hour of grief."

"It is the soul a stranger on earth."

"It is the soul a stranger on earth."

"Under dark firs ..."

"... two wolves mixed her blood ... "

"... in a stone hug."

"Dark love of one wild sex, ... "

"... on golden wheels ..."

"... the day rushes away." Shushi!

"Silent Night."

Come over! Let's do that, what you pay me for! Hm?

At least I can.

I can do that today can not afford anymore. Then go!

Hey! You forgot something!

Frau von Schwarzenstein! Nice, that you came! Thank you!

Good evening! ... Mrs. Hader!

Do not worry! It will start soon.

Professor Brückner! Good evening!

You can naked from me play. But you play!

Only when he comes!

He is writing exams next week.

Since when was that important? Since he gets no more Apanage.

Do not just stand me now in front of the people!

You do not do that to me.

Brückner!

He is here in Salzburg?

He conducts the commissioned concert.

Oh! All refusals ...

That I could not pretend that you have caused!

Stay in Salzburg, Grete! Secretly! And give in, -

- if there is no other way. Just like you!

That's enough!

Hi Papa!

She does not let you in. Ne?

Come!

Your technique is brilliant. But ...

That's nothing special.

It is the heart,

- that raises you above others. Be careful!

Yes and?

From September in Vienna.

You did not expect anything else! Oh thank you!

Thank you! That means a lot to me.

They do not just have a gift. This is an order!

Take this seriously!

Her brother.

I thought, you are not coming.

Almost half a year and not a single letter, Georg!

I wrote a hundred.

And no one clever. ... Be happy!

I'm coming to Vienna.

To Brückner in the master class.

From September already.

It's all set, Georg.

It is settled!

You do not do this!

To the academy!

Lord God! How could you allow that? You're drunk.

Alone in Vienna! In your age! She was the youngest in the boarding school.

Vienna is not a boarding school, mother! And she is not a child!

You do not want that? ... Very well!

Then tell her! She listens to you.

I sent you texts. A while ago.

Your father has your undergraduate degree maintained.

And now? You saw him.

It is never right. Hm?

No matter what I do!

Your laudanum.

Without prescription. As always!

"Over the white pond -"

"- are the wild birds gone away. "

"Dreaming among white willows, -"

"- cheek our cheeks yellowed stars, - "

"- bows her forehead in past nights. "

"Over our graves bends the broken forehead of the night. "

"Our faces are always staring to our white graves. "

"The bare walls are ringing the city."

"The white walls always sound the city."

"Oh, my brother!"

That ... That's what you write.

But then ... Then you want not me.

We were kids. ... We were lonely.

God, Gretl!

Look! We are but got away.

"Stepping out of blue mirror the slim figure of the sister. "

Give it to me! "He fell dead in the dark."

Give it right away!

"It's ringing the night in the warehouse our kisses. "

"It whispers where:"

"Who blames you?" Be quiet!

"Still shaking of wicked lust ... "

Be quiet now! No more word!

"Under the dark bow our melancholy, ... "

"... play the shadows in the evening deceased angel. "

"Under the dark bow our melancholy, ... "

"... play the shadows in the evening deceased angel. "

"Dreaming among white willows, ..."

"... cheek our cheeks yellowed stars. "

Where is the ointment for the Hofrat? He sends now for the second time!

In progress. Everything in work. Jesus, Mary!

I have the store full!

Are you crazy?

"Just a suggestion."

"For the music with words. ... Do not be angry!"

"Grete."

That she dares!

"The white walls always sound the city."

"Under the arch of thorns, ..."

"... Oh, my brother, we'll do it blind hands at midnight. "

"The white walls always sound the city."

"Yes! ... Yes, they sound."

"The blades, the white walls. "

Over the white pond ...

... are the wild birds ...

... pulled away.

"Are over the white pond the wild birds have moved away. "

"In the evening, blowing from our stars an icy wind. "

"Over our graves bends the broken forehead of the night. "

"Under Oaks -"

"- we rock up a silver boat. "

"The white walls always sound the city."

"Under a thorn arch, oh my brother, ... "

"... we clip blind pointers at midnight. "

Nice, not?

(Quiet piano music Schumann:reverie)

Hey! You owe me a dance!

Now dance with her!

Yes exactly! Once!

You always have to win. Huh?

So then ...

Ha! ... Shushi!

I wanted ...

I have to tell you something.

Yes, then say it!

Oh! I can not. (Sighs) I can not say anything.

Is that the possibility?

Can you sometimes to think of something else?

Barely.

And you have me withheld for so long?

"A little man stands in the forest -"

"- very quiet and mute pure purple a cloak. "

"Say who likes -"

"- be the little man ..." Watch out here!

Gretl!

Take care that you do not slip!

Gretl!

Do you think that's it is a sin?

I dont know.

I do not care.

"It's ringing the night in the warehouse our kisses. "

"It whispers where:"

"Who blames you?"

"Still shuddering from wicked Sweetness sweetie. "

"We pray:'Forgive us, Mary, in your favor! '"

"Climb out of flower bowls greedy scents. "

"Caress our foreheads -"

"- pale with guilt."

"Dulling under the breath the sultry airs. "

"We dream:'Forgive us, Mary, in your favor! '"

"But the spring is noisier the sirens. "

"And the Sphinx sticks out darker in our debt, ... "

"... that our hearts sound sinful again. "

"We sob:"

"Forgive us, Mary, in your favor! '"

You're doing it all right.

My whole life. You're upset.

Georg!

Georg!

Georg!