For each track of the choir section I recorded a piano improvisation that I have collected here.
VICTORIA (to Vittoria Ratti)
When a dear person dies it is always a traumatic event, but when he/she leaves us all of a sudden you are speechless.
When the day comes I get up and think of You, I dress up and I think of You, I get ready and sigh because I have to leave you alone forever alone… And at work I do nothing but thinking of You. because this is my destiny and this is my only task: thinking of You! Of You that were the sun, the air and the wind, still caressing melancholy these gloomy thoughts now as then and forever. For You who were Life and Hope lightness, love and wisdom of which now what remains is just a fond memory just ashes in a drawer, ashes in a drawer : ( For You who were Life and Hope lightness, love and wisdom of which now what remains is just a fond memory just ashes in a drawer, ashes in a drawer : (
Now the sun is shining and the river that leads downstream the dark water of rainy days does not seem threatening any more.
Creeking, you scroll down to the valleys today after days and days of storm. Dark, tumultuous and yet bearer eventually of a ray of sunshine! Among still thick clouds the light appears and yet it’s immediately Summer! To calm our souls down little is necessary to fill the gaze of promises: a jingle bell, colors there in the meadow faraway cries of a baby. Graceful butterflies paint the grass and yet it’s immediately Summer! Creeking, you scroll down and accompany, yes us too, downstream of memories.
It is sweet to wake up at the side of your love.
Of a long sleep I feel the torment like a long way towards the border of the words that take me to You. You are my anchor when I wake up you are the dawn after the sunset of hopes in vain expected of a future which is already spent. My shadows lengthen their stride, they mark nets streaked with blood in an even more deafening silence than the joyful shouts down in the square: Hurry up, run, run be quick! This is my thought for those who could marry me! Soon it will be the time is the time Awakening will come.
A song for my brother Angelo, a warm hug to him and his family.
You run along deserted banks hair in the wind inclined wheels in bend dark glasses to enjoy the breeze of the sea Free! I go around the world. The coast is far away the new city’s already advancing more intense sounds fireflies yet at dusk and another journey has already begun Free! for another night. Far from memories, away from any commitment… And slow you come back again to your starting to the suspended echoes of whom stopped your heart.
A mountain song dedicated to the Source of Life.
Clear is the water that comes out at the spring Fresh and light like snow in the winter. We look forward casting a glance over the mountain. Our fears and anxieties are the marshy waters that hinder our way to the highest peak! Clear is the water that comes out at the spring Fresh and light like snow in the winter. We look forward casting a glance over the mountain.
We are attached to Life as the Tree has its roots in the soil.
Branch Fingers Foliage Heart. Hard bark our fears while the cool clearing is the source of Life! We are leaves caressed by the wind. We are part of this world as this World is part of us, part of us, part of Us.
Friend and Death seem to be irreconcilable words and yet the Christian doctrine links them in a single path of faith.
You are my anchor and my hard pallet. Helm of my adventures, rein of my best races. You are my sweetest and truest half. You are the only one who really knows me and who can wait with patience my arrival. Silent and mysterious our Lover.
NIGHT FALLS DOWN
On the shore of the sea when the night falls you can sometimes see an enchanted ship with white sails in the wind.
Night falls dawn and the darkness comes along. Silence spread among hedges and scents of rain. Wait for You, wait for You! I taste the slow flow of ancient memories, in the dream in which I saw you! High the white tops, sails to the wind that rock lengthen on the memories of my fatal goodbye.
The Edelweiss, symbolic flower of our beautiful alps.
Star of the highest peaks of the mountains, you defy wind and snow, you’re a symbol of Hope. And it’s the star of the Alpine, trumpet rings this is a day of great celebration, the end of the war. Today we are back home to our beloved and friends what we have lived is the Love for our Homeland! We walk around the tops grazing the herd we admire this sun in the peace of the Lord.
Pictures of stillness, finally this “Sunflower” will not be alone.
In my hands I find a blade of green grass and in my eyelashes I discover there is your light full Peace and rest in this oasis a few moments of relaxation in the ocean of haste. And those memories sad emerge slow sometimes among the lazy waves slow of my thoughts old Among prayers my pleas Stay with me in this mirage do not go far away! Now that maybe again I have found I hope my notebooks white of You they tell me glad. After years of silence they quickly write down your name I have never forgotten You. Sun! sunflower sunflower Sun!
A summer song that sing the praises of good mood.
We all go to the seaside to celebrate the end of exams. Beach umbrellas in the sun and reef wind it’s a day of rest it’s a great celebration this. We all go to the seaside to celebrate the end of exams. Sand at your feet and long walks games and fun and glowing fires on the beach. We all go to the seaside to celebrate the end of exams. Alone we are on the paddle boats to row in your beautiful blue eyes the waves’ glare. We all go to the seaside to celebrate the end of exams. It’s time to return, let’s leave here our memories of that fleeting look that opens up a new world to me.
The song in memory of my father a year after his death. I remember his honesty of mind, his intelligence and his attention to the events of sport and political life.
I’ll love You as it’s impossible to love I won’t distinguish your Heart from mine they will beat in unison together they’ll abandon these icy limbs. As far as the light can arrive I’ll be there waiting for You. My thoughts will sail the soul to accompany You in your awakening. I’ll ascend above the highest clouds my feet will be like those of an Angel. Because I’ve never doubted your words and for You I have always had the respect that every child should have for his Father. I’ll quench every your thirst for knowledge and listen to your words before hearing them. See you soon, daddy.
A hymn to the “Light” inside and outside us.
Dancing Light it chases magical textures, designs enchanted paths. Dancing Light It’s the mistress of the sleepless night, it enlightens dreams and ancestral passions! Dancing Light and here comes a sign of summer, the sun has come and it shoos demons and pains. It warms our hearts and our minds. The day will come: we will reply together!
A mountain song written looking at the sky from my hut in Valfurva in Valtellina.
Over mountains never closer. Friendly and thoughtful clouds. My gaze is lost within their borders, I feel the cool evening breeze sitting in the shade of a shed. What do you mean, what is the purpose of your presence? Maybe you’ll bring me where my thinking (my thinking) stops. Maybe you raise me where reason cannot arrive… maybe you are the footstool of God : ) Clouds in the sky as missing children lost among the expanses of blue grass.
IN THE SKY
Piece for choir dedicated to a beloved person.
I’ll be away in the heights. I will fly among white clouds golden rainbow. As in a fairy tale legions of Angels will follow me. Among green pastures, streams of water, lights and colors: new experience! I’ll be light and fire air and wind and wherever You are I will be with You.
IN YOUR LOVE
Fate and Love, two sides of the same coin, just like happiness and sadness.
Light years ahead clear traces emerge of an unchangeable fate Your bitter face. Bitter memories, inscrutable echoes of forgetful voices, altars for Sacrifices. Light years ahead clear traces emerge of an unchangeable fate Your bitter face. Faraway You listen to the tolls of silver bells, resound in You reflections of celestial sounds. Light years ahead clear traces emerge of an unchangeable fate Your bitter face. By an unspeakable emphasis troubled by untouched love cut through Your lashes tears.
Inside each of us there is a desire for freedom and solitude, to recover our strength and regain possession of our thoughts.
Eagle in flight, you inspect grassy clearings and distant hills as careful master of your lands. You retire on the highest rocks you abandon yourself to a peaceful sleep quiet sleep peaceful sleep Eagle in flight, you inspect grassy clearings and stagnant waterways as the most majestic Lord of our destiny.
My version of “Ave Maria”
Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum, Benedicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen