SECOND MOVEMENT:
THIRD MOVEMENT:
FOURTH MOVEMENT:
“If you haven’t forgotten her by then and still miss her as now,
when I touch the collected coins with my wings,
your beauty will become herself in front of you just as if she’d never left.”
Then the crow jumped to the ground.
“But remember these three conditions, otherwise my magic will not work.
First
You must never forget Hope!
None but you may ask me to break the curse.
Second
If you ask me to break the curse (and you may do it only once)
you will lose all the gold you’ve collected.
You must be prepared to sacrifice everything you have.
And third
If Hope is not among the coins you’ve collected,
she will be lost forever!”
And so, the Crow landed again with expectation on Freedom’s shoulder. …
Well, Freedom started his journey, through rivers and mountains,
straight ahead without path and road, many nights and days.
No difficulties, dangers or threats would stop him.
He just walked and walked, longing about his beloved Hope,
with the crow gloating around him.
One day he saw a brook in the forest and beside it –
a sleeping young woman and her child.
Freedom stopped. The mother whispered something in her dream,
and, in her hand, shone a small golden coin.
The wind played silently with the flowers of the blooming lindens,
the brook was singing it’s happy song.
But Freedom didn’t see the beauty of the sleeping mother and child.
His eyes were on the golden coin
and he felt his heart was beating wildly.
There it was – the first golden coin! Freedom felt his blood rushing faster
and, with a shaking hand, he grabbed it at once.
The mother groaned and opened eyes filled with fear.
Who stole my little golden coin?
But then she saw the stranger running away and started crying,
“Please, wait! This coin could feed my child for a long time…
What am I to do now…?”
Freedom ran and ran, desperately trying to not hear,
but the brook blocked his way.
“Where are you going? How can you steal from a child?”
A beautiful pigeon started beating him with its wings,
a wild rose tried to catch him with its thorns.
