To Roberto Paternostro Poem by Liza Sud

Genius musicians listen to music with heart, not words
Of history. He did what he heard was right.
He played great music in the house of its Owner.
And for this - his wages by Israeli Knesset were cut.

Stranger in Israel now, as well as Austria,
If only you were not there broken!
But the soul soared up when it heard the orchestra -
Such an act would never have been forgotten!

I’ve read Brodsky so often while Wagner listening.
And I know so well this explosive mixture.
And whenever you were out of every place driven -
You”ll find home in Russia – as God’s beloved creature.

This could only say you, Paternostro, as true musician.
'God, Our Father' Jesus said to the Jews, but - was crucified.
I condemn camps and nazism, and evil - is meaningless.
But complete disregard of great music by jews - is foolish.