After the farewell, we left for different paths. In the eye tears and regret of the past lived. In the heart a strip of the sky, and so a smile takes flight where you are ... "In the silence of a year without Giancarlo, are we now, to look up for words .... There is a desire to remember him, to let you know, as a solemn declaration of nostalgia, that Giancarlo is gone and there is already more than a year! I would like to see him in his chair surrounded by a cloud of smoke and thoughts.... I would like to hear it again, strum the piano late at night, taken from rapture to find new notes, perfect for its melody. I would like to see it absorbed in dispensar advice to those with so much hope overlooking the stage music. Maybe I just him here again! Then in the silent void that he left, I realize that we are not so alone. His music, his writing, and his scores are so many, that they do not finish in the time frame of a farewell. The Music of Giancarlo is more alive than ever now that carries the weight of his absence... The small army of great singers who have trained at the forge of Giancarlo is even reinforced by his music and poetry, so continues to scramble our hearts, losers from timeless emotions and scent of "Red Roses". We miss you and Giancarlo An opening of wings, reaches you our love and remember you! REST. "