Invent a beautiful melody, and your music, whatever manner it shall be, will be beautiful and pleasing
Ah, doesn’t the townhall look nice?
The townhall’s building substance dates back to 1560, and it was remodeled after Eisenstadt had been elevated to royal free city.
Oh, memories of my childhood, my mum and my aunt Jül come to my mind.
When I was a child my mum used to call me Sepperl or Josi. Years later my musicians called me Papa Haydn. In Hainburg I was educated by my uncle until my great talent was discovered and I was allowed to join the Vienna Boys’ Choir.
Something at the townhall reminds me of my aunt. If I only could remember what…
