It has been a long time since I spoke of cherries and songs for the very first time. You know, you pick a cherry from the bowl and there are some other tied together; you hear a song and others come to mind because, somehow, there are bonded to the first one. When we listened to Die stille Stadt, by Jan Sibelius, I told you that the atmosphere reminded me of another song; it took me some time to find which one, perhaps because the bond was too subtle. Today I would like us to hear that song, Erwartung, by Arnold Schoenberg, so you can consider if they are "cherry-songs" From an objective point of view, Erwartung and Die Stille Stadt have in common the poet Richard Dehmel, and the night, although there are very different nights: in the first song, the fog is so thick that a wanderer is about to get lost; in the second one, the night is so clear that we can even appreciate some colors[...]