hear the Winterreise Schubert version of Olaf Bär Geoffrey Parsons, those songs of despair. Everything is frozen here, there is little consolation in the thought of a spring that is only a dream. Tears are frozen, the vane moves to the arid unceasing wind. The heart is sore. In the end, the singer goes on, exhausted, and hoped that those words in the wind to reach somewhere.
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