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Copenhagen - 1945

Darling Esther --

-- this frightful war --

-- which brought us together --

-- has now separated us again.

It is terrible to write --

-- that we shall never meet again.

But so it must be.

Don't forget that what you do for love --

-- stands above good and evil.

Forever yours, Leo.

IMAGES OF RELIEF

Afterwards we are all wiser --

-- and each of us forms his own theory.

Yet the real cause --

-- is probably a mixture of youthful rashness and sensitiveness.

To you I say, I know your work --

-- it is said that you live, and yet you are dead.

Hallo, miss? Get me Berlin, please!

Oh yes? Then get me a line to Frankfurt.

Frankfurt am Main.

Kulmbach on the White Main.

Beyreuth on the Red Main.

Heidelberg on the Neckar --

-- and R�desheim on the Rhine.

Essen, in the Ruhr district.

L�neburg, on the moors.

No connection any more?

Hamburg, Hannover, K�nigsberg...

Cracow, Dresden...

Dresden...

Look, what a nice girl.

Oh, she's beautiful.

Her hair are soft and shiny.

As they're from gold.

She combs them with golden comb.

And sings the song.

She'a beautiful girl.

Wonderful melody.

Behold, he cometh with clouds, and every eye shall see him.

Little Massada...

Go to do something else.

What do you want?

You promised, didn't you?

Esther!

The lanterns in the garden blew away last night.

Everybody's talking about what you did.

The partisan boy you took last week.

You ruined his eyes!

SS - they were from the SS.

He was only a child.

I know you were there.

Don't you see that you have a responsibility too?

You're so brilliant.

You don't care what you see.

You can be used.

What sort of morality is that?

But you store it up.

At some time a reaction will come.

When will you scream?

It's different now.

For a woman it's always something different.

I could never see my reflection in your eyes.

For that which befalleth --

-- the song of men befalleth beasts.

As the one dieth --

-- so dieth the other.

You haven't seen me.

I know a place where we can be.

Out in the country.

We'll drive out tonight.

Something happened to me yesterday --

-- which disturbed me.

All at once I found myself thinking of the world of my childhood.

The forests --

-- and the birds.

It's never happened to me before.

To have images coming back.

When I was a boy I could talk to the birds.

When I was a boy I could talk to the birds.

And they would answer me.

-- Try! --

I don't know whether it is still possible.

Those eyes...

They don't love.

They don't despise.

Don't look at me!

IMAGES OF RELIEF

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