Beethoven The Immortal Beloved

Σαν σήμερα 26/3/1827 πεθαίνει ο Ludwig van Beethoven.

Κανονικά για μια τέτοια προσωπικότητα της μουσικής, φόρος τιμής αποδίδεται με μουσική. Δεδομένου όμως ότι πολλές φορές φορές έχω αναρτήσει στο ιστολόγιο αυτό δική του μουσική (και φυσικά θα το ξανακάνω) ας αφήσουμε να μιλήσει ο ίδιος με λέξεις και όχι με νότες.
 Παραθέτω παρακάτω δυο κείμενά του , που βρέθηκαν μετά θάνατον από τα περίφημα "Γράμματα στην Αθάνατη Αγαπημένη" (Letters to Immortal Beloved), γραμμένα το καλοκαίρι του 1812.Τα παραθέτω από τα αγγλικά (δεν μπόρεσα να τα βρω μεταφρασμένα στα ελληνικά και δεν τολμώ να το αποπειραθώ να τα μεταφράσω εγώ).

July 6, in the morning
      My angel, my all, my very self - Only a few words today and at that with pencil (with yours) - Not till tomorrow will my lodgings be definitely determined upon - what a useless waste of time - Why this deep sorrow when necessity speaks - can our love endure except through sacrifices, through not demanding everything from one another; can you change the fact that you are not wholly mine, I not wholly thine - Oh God, look out into the beauties of nature and comfort your heart with that which must be - Love demands everything and that very justly - thus it is to me with you, and to your with me. But you forget so easily that I must live for me and for you; if we were wholly united you would feel the pain of it as little as I - My journey was a fearful one; I did not reach here until 4 o'clock yesterday morning. Lacking horses the post-coach chose another route, but what an awful one; at the stage before the last I was warned not to travel at night; I was made fearful of a forest, but that only made me the more eager - and I was wrong. The coach must needs break down on the wretched road, a bottomless mud road. Without such postilions as I had with me I should have remained stuck in the road. Esterhazy, traveling the usual road here, had the same fate with eight horses that I had with four - Yet I got some pleasure out of it, as I always do when I successfully overcome difficulties - Now a quick change to things internal from things external. We shall surely see each other soon; moreover, today I cannot share with you the thoughts I have had during these last few days touching my own life - If our hearts were always close together, I would have none of these. My heart is full of so many things to say to you - ah - there are moments when I feel that speech amounts to nothing at all - Cheer up - remain my true, my only treasure, my all as I am yours. The gods must send us the rest, what for us must and shall be -
Your faithful LUDWIG 

Good morning, on July 7
      Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I nedd a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once - Be calm, only by a clam consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours 

                              poster από την ταινία του Gary Oldman (1994)

Επίσης θα συνιστούσα την ανάγνωση της "διαθήκης " του   ("Διαθήκη του Χάιλιγκενσταντ") , επιστολή που έγραψε στα αδέλφια του τον Οκτώβριο του 1802, εδώ