“…I felt happy within these songs where sorrow is not counterfeit, laughter is not crooked, love is not ridiculous and hatred is not timid, where people love with their body and soul, grasp at a knife or sabre in hatred, dance in cheer, leap into the Danube in despair, thus where a love is still a love and a sorrow still a sorrow, where the original feeling is yet not severed from itself and values have remained uncorrupted so far. I was dreaming I was at home inside these songs and came out of them, that their world is my original destiny, my home that I betrayed…”