If the German Lied is ‘Romantic’, it is not so either because it expresses the effusions of a nostalgic heart or because it embodies the perfection of the union between music and poetry or because it goes back in the annals of our cultural historians. No, the Lied is Romantic because it sets an endless dialectic in motion between fragments and totality, between perfect closure and infinite opening. Unlike Wolf (his inimical counterpart), for instance, Brahms was not tormented by the issue of the union between music and poetry, as he was confident of his own practices and did not postulate the problem in such terms. In this sense, ‘Wie Melodien zieht es mir’ (op. 105/1, 1886) is a kind of discrete manifesto: the melody seems to confirm the closed eyes that Klaus Groth’s lines attribute with the magic of poetry and the heady fragrance of music. The art accomplished by Janina Baechle and  Markus Hadulla does not solely consist of an intelligence afflicted with Brahmsian structures, but, in addition, of one constituting a tissue of infinite network, uniting in the very form of their ‘programme’ the true essence of Brahms’ ‘Romanticism’, group by group, from one isolated song to the other. A song recital like the one presented here by these two exceptional musicians is Ariadne’s thread guiding us to infinity.