"I see the answer clearly now
Of this wish, I can have no regrets
The greatest pain within my years
Occurred as I became deaf
Go back into my past, sweet fate
And return my hearing throughout my life
My live performances would again be legendary
And Theresa would have become my wife
I would have children gathered 'round me
Where now I just have songs
Return my hearing, my sweet lady
And in doing so, you will right all wrongs"
"Oh, my dearest Ludwig," Fatе replied
"I ache to grant your wish
But as I warnеd you once before
It would cause your other songs to not exist
Before you lost your hearing
Your performances were your art
It was how you made your living
Of your life it was an irremovable part
It was only when your hearing left you
That you truly began to write
Creating masterpiece after masterpiece
That have led us to this night
Say the word and I'll remove your deafness
Say the word and I'll remove your pain
But the music will disappear as well
And the world won't be the same
I wish I could offer you an easy answer
But easy answers are rarely there
And at this moment in your life
Of that fact I'm sure you are quite aware
No one, including myself, would blame you
For trying to save your soul
But the Devil will have his victory
And the future's children will pay the toll
So, tell me Ludwig, what should I do?
Should I return your hearing to you?
You cannot seek advice from another voice
These songs are your children, their fate, your choice"
Beethoven gazed at her
Through eyes of deep regret
The songs, they would remain for now
And his ears, they would remain quite deaf