Original subtitles

He who has no house shall not build one.

He who is alone shall long remain so�

Why do you only read me sad poems?

To your zest-for-life stories.

That's what you're paid for, so just listen, because �

Do you know what's there

Floating through the air

That day when the rain first came

So long awaited

As if fated

On the fields so dusty

On the forests so thirsty

When in Capri the blood-red sun sinks in the sea

And the crescent of the pale moon looks down with glee

Then the fishermen push their boats away from shore

Was your husband lost in the war?

Stalingrad.

Now we've had over ten years of peace.

God grant it may last our whole life.

My daughter?

She's a singer.

A singer? How nice.

Classical? Or modern?

Classical. Actually rather classical.

And she's usually away on tour.

Marie! I don't know where she comes up with these things.

Don't worry about her.

Then you say, ''Please take a seat. Dinner is served.''

I was thankful to my wife for teaching me how to feel again,

even if it was pain.