H. James (BMG) (Lyrics by B. Pappenheim (circa 1910)
Love did not come to me – so I vegetate like a plant in a cellar without light
Love did not come to me – so I resound like a violin whose bow has been broken
Love did not come to me – so I immerse myself in work, living myself sore from duty
Love did not come to me – so I gladly think of death as a friendly face
*Anna O was the code name for Bertha Pappenheim, a psychotherapy patient in the Freud era, and one of the loneliest souls to put pen to paper.