Un cuore in inverno 
Composed and orchestrated by Franco Forconi
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Un Cuore In Inverno

L'Attente  - Sabeth: Le Ciel Dans La Foi 

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L'Attente

I Sogni Non Si Possono Distruggere
Dreams cannot be destroyed
Music composed and orchestrated by Franco Forconi
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Sole è una bambina come tante se non fosse per la presenza nella sua vita di un mostro, MitoKondr, che quando meno se l'aspetta la tormenta. Sole sogna di poter giocare con gli altri bimbi, ma quando MitoKondr si manifesta il sogno si infrange e per lei si aprono le porte dell’ospedale. Ma ecco l’inaspettato: la carezza di una fata fa sparire il dolore e fa tornare i sogni, più reali che mai. Ora Sole è felice perché ha la certezza che nessuno, nemmeno MitoKondr, potrà distruggere i suoi sogni.

Sole is just an ordinary child if it weren't for the presence in her life of a monster, MitoKondr, who torments her when she least expects it. Sole dreams of being able to play with the other children, but when MitoKondr shows up, the dream is shattered and the doors of the hospital open for her. But here's the unexpected: a fairy's caress makes the pain disappear and dreams come back, more real than ever. Now Sole is happy because she is sure that nobody, not even MitoKondr, will be able to destroy her dreams.

I Sogni Non Si Possono Distruggere

Nelle Tue Mani

Works For Piano and Small Orchestra
Composed by Franco Forconi
2016 All rights reserved
Library used:
Spitfire Sacconi Vol.1 and Vol.2
Spitfire Scary Strings
Spitfire Mandolin
Imperfect Sample Steinway

Works For Piano and Small Orchestra

Lui E' Fedele (Suite)
2016 All rights reserved

Lui È Fedele (Suite)

Adagio in La Maggiore per Arpa e Archi
Composta da Franco Forconi
2017 Tutti i diritti riservati

Adagio in La Maggiore

La Lunga Strada

The Force

Sospesi

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There must be some anguish in me that I don't know well,
as I'm often told that I write a very nostalgic music.
I don't mind but I don't think it is my true nature,
or is it something about myself I ignore and other can recognize.
What's real is the anguish of the blank page.
It does exist, always will.
When I must start writing, I'll try to find a way
to do anything else before delving into it.
But I know that when I begin working, when I put the first note
on the paper I won't be able to stop.
I think about it without knowing it.
I wake up in the morning with an idea.
But when I begin working I'm stuck.
Then I'm tired, I don't feel like working anymore....
I've done enough!
I won't find anything else, I can't redo it.
It's also the anguish, feeling like
I won't be able to start again.
But before going to sleep, I look carefully
at what I've done, and without thinking about it...
I find the solution for the end.

Lui È Fedele (Suite)

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