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Jul. 7th, 2008

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good morning, on july 7th

Even in bed my ideas yearn toward you, my Immortal Beloved,
here and there, joyfully
then again, sadly,
awaiting from Fate, whether it will listen to us.
I can only live, either altogether with you or not at all.
Yes, I have determined to wander about for so long far away,
until I can fly into your arms
and call myself quite at home with you,
can send my soul enveloped by yours
into the realm of spirits -- yes,
I regret it must be.

You will get over it all the more
as you know my faithfulness to you;
never another one can own my heart, never--ever!
O Gott, why must one go away from what one loves so,
and yet, my life in W, as it is now is a miserable life.
Your love made me the Happiest and Unhappiest at the same time.
At my actual age I should need some continuity,
sameness of life--can that exist under our circumstances?

Angel, I just hear that the post goes out every day --
and must close therefore, so that you get the L. at once.
Be calm--love me--to-day--yesterday.

What longing in tears for you --
You--my Life--my All--farewell.
Oh, go on loving me -- never doubt the faithfullest heart.

of your beloved L----------.

Eternally Yours.
Eternally Mine.
Eternally Ours.



A love letter from Ludwig van Beethoven.