For a Great Man who left us, so as not to forget, to continue hoping|

I cried listening to the "Funeral March" from Beethoven's Eroica: now YOU are no longer here!

I cried listening to the first movement of Beethoven's Violin Concerto, thinking of that man dead in the Nazi extermination camps, while he played this music with the violin.

I cried listening to the last movement of Beethoven's Fifth, while I looked, oh unknown girl, at your young face so expressive and beautiful, and I thought that it is still worth hoping!