Ein Lied von Liebe und Tod (Gloomy Sunday AKA The Piano Player) Page #4

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The radio!

Our song is on the radio!

Come listen. Please!

That was "Gloomy Sunday". Written

and performed by Andras Aradi

The song got its start in

'Restaurant Szabo' in Budapest

Did you hear that?

Yes

Thanks

So strange!

Nothing can stop it now

My song is travelling the world

And sending home royalties

Yet I feel I can't let go of it yet

As if it still has something

to tell me:
A message

But on matter how hard I try,

I don't understand it

Don't try too hard,

or you'll never get it

What does that mean?

It's like trying to sing a high "C"

If you push too hard, you can't reach it

I understand that about as well as

I understand the song's message

You don't want to understand

But you said I shouldn't

try to understand it

Just give up.

A musician's bailiwick

is the heart, not the head

I'll take emotions

over business any time

You Jews are always thinking

about haggling

True.

The question remains whether others

are too refined to haggle or simply too stupid

Stop arguing!

We're supposed to be celebrating

Easy for you, you've got all you need

You have two men,

and each of us only half a woman

Right

Whose fault is it that we argue...

And suffer!

And suffer!

It's about time that was said!

Exactly

What are they doing out so late?

They should be in bed

Hungary withdrew from the

League of Nations today, for Hitler

If that's a reason to celebrate,

there's worse to come

Them and their German masters

They marched right into Austria

Right into Vienna itself

You were in Vienna,

with llona

for three whole days

Yes

You're fired

Your songs are too sad for me anyway

I'll hire a gypsy band,

Aradi, if we're going to sleep

together in one bed

let's drop the "Mister"

Laszlo!

Andras

Andras...

Andras. You're re-hired

The poor gypsies

llona, we're very sorry

No, it's my fault

You're both unhappy

And I am too

I can't do this anymore

We must split up

Both of us. I mean...

all of us

No, no

We're... we're not unhappy

- Only sometimes

- llona...

We need you

and you need us

Both of us.

Something for Miss llona

- From abroa

- For me?

- Goodbye

- Goodbye

It's from Mr. Wieck

He also sends regards

to his dear friend Laszlo

What eles does he have to say?

"Forgive the delay with the photograph

But it turned out beautifully

When I look at it,

I'm reminded of Budapest...

...and especially of you. Can you

remember what I said to you?"

What did he say?

That's personal

"I'm very busy. My company is

expanding with the German Reich

Germany is becoming 'Greater Germany' for

we are a people without enough room of our own"

Other people don't have room,

but they don't start wars

I think he means it

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