Epigraph -- O God of days, do not release your violins -- If only I could hear -- I contemplated you, O Andromeda -- How damned is my beloved life -- The millstones have cooled -- I love the feminie water -- Forgive me the enticing mist -- Farewell, night! -- The struggle to voice words -- In agitation, as I touch the morning lyre -- I am dreaming of the country -- In the wild forest -- My soul is happy to hear -- Some of the songs in my soul -- Perhaps life is broken in half -- In the evening quiet hour -- I know only one thing about God -- Lost souls! -- My endless grief -- The happy laughter -- With tormented spirit -- Piano solo -- O angry idle voice -- Improbable sunsets -- I do not know how to be cruel -- The arrogant silence of evening rivers -- If you want, take from the universe -- I beg, I sing, I adjure -- For more than ten centuries -- The flags were waved -- To sit endlessly and weave -- The solemn dance -- Again, I have a desire -- Melancholia of the winter day -- My covenant with the almighty -- Epilogue.