Preparing for the coming recital is like taking stock of life in the past decade or so.

The meaning of the songs goes beyond interpretations of the texts; they are intertwined with memories of youth, of people, of defeats, of unrequited love... of all that has come to pass.

余絕凡塵間，蹉跎歲月長。
世不聞余久，謂已離人間。
余亦無之何，若世意余逝。
不屑非其說，於世余確逝。
余絕凡塵事，休憩清靜境。
獨居吾樂土，吾愛既吾歌。
-〈吾與世相忘〉- 余少華 中譯

Even the ones that used to bring a pang to the heart no longer has the same effect, but never for a day did they lose their charm or beauty. With time, it all becomes bearable.

"... let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten...
time is a kind friend..."

There is such much unrevealed until its season - "For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known."

Liebst du um Liebe,
O ja, mich liebe!
Liebe mich immer,
Dich lieb' ich immerdar.