:10:00
Even the pope in Rome.
:10:06
I admit, I was jealous...
:10:09
...when I heard the tales
they told about him.
:10:12
Not of the brilliant little prodigy...
:10:14
...but of his father,
who had taught him everything.
:10:19
My father, he did not care for music.
:10:23
When I told him...
:10:25
...how I wished I could be
like Mozart...
:10:28
...he would say, "Why? Do you want
to be a trained monkey?
:10:33
You'd like me to drag you around,
doing tricks like a circus freak? "
:10:41
How could I tell him...
:10:44
...what music meant to me?
:11:01
While my father
prayed earnestly to God...
:11:04
...to protect commerce...
:11:07
...I would offer up...
:11:09
...secretly...
:11:12
...the proudest prayer
a boy could think of.
:11:15
"Lord, make me a great composer.
:11:19
Let me celebrate your glory
through music...
:11:23
...and be celebrated myself.
:11:27
Make me famous through the world.
:11:30
Make me immortal.
:11:33
After I die...
:11:35
...let people speak my name
with love for what I wrote.
:11:41
In return...
:11:44
...I will give you my chastity...
:11:48
...my industry...
:11:52
...my deepest humility,
every hour of my life.
:11:57
Amen. "