Schreier is in many ways the Bjork of German Lieder. Schiff makes passionate declamations when needed, hidden pianississimos when needed, and is not afraid to bang and bash to punctuate the occasional outburst, so delicate is his touch that no one could ever accuse him of being a brute.

The version in our head is grammatically incorrect, emotionally incoherent, and, in some cases, not even real words. But that's as it should be.