The Music of Silence Page #3

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No, stop worrying, Mama. It's OK.

Is the sun not up yet?

Amos, are you stupid or what?

Can't you see the sun?

- Yes, I see it.

- Let's go.

Wait a minute.

Help me, Mommy! Please, help me!

The sun has gone! Where has it gone?

["O giovinetta bella" plays]

[Bocelli narrating] I had

never seen my mother cry.

She was so lost she didn't

seem herself any more.

Amos, tell me, what do

you see? ls it all dark?

No, it's not all dark, Mama.

What I see isn't darkness,

I can't really explain.

What I see is everything and nothing.

I don't understand.

I see what I want to see:

I see the room, the cupboards, the beds.

I see you as well, Mama.

I see you because I know you are here.

[Bocelli narrating] Over and

over I repeated silently to myself

that nothing had changed,

that I would do exactly as before

and that I needed no one else's help.

SUMMER 1971

Now, all together, let's sing a song.

Amos, you lead.

- I'm not in the mood.

- Come on!

- That Neapolitan one, "O Sole Mio".

- No!

Amos, start singing,

or I'll swear to God...

ls there a God, uncle?

- What do you mean, Amos?

- Nothing, just a question.

Amos, no one in our family

has ever those kind of doubts.

Well, someone's got to start!

You shouldn't even think those things!

Too late, I've already thought them.

Who's coming in?

- Don't be crazy, Amos!

-[Amos] Let's do it.

Amos! Daddy said no!

- Amos!

- Amos!

Amos!

Amos!

- Are you sure they went in?

- Yes.

Amos!

Look!

Don't you realize what

could have happened?

It could have happened to anyone.

Yes, to anyone stupid enough to

go swimming is such a rough sea.

But apparently the

only idiot here is you.

And what about the others?

I didn't force them to go in.

I don't care about the

others, you are my son.

And you should be

smarter than the others.

Dad, you don't understand.

If the others jump over an obstacle,

I have to jump over a mountain.

If they ride a horse, I

have to ride a tiger.

Amos...

If I want to be like other people,

I have to do better than them.

And you know who taught me that?

YOU!

Mind if I take the young buck with me?

Sure.

Can't you tell me where we're going?

I don't want to see

anyone or do anything.

[girl singing "Amazing Grace"]

- Want an ice cream?

- No, I want to go home.

OK.

Maestro?

- Anyone else?

- Amos Bardi.

- What?

- Just shut your mouth

and open it only when

you start singing, OK?

- Let me go, uncle!

- Please, Amos.

So, Amos, what are you going to give us?

- Amos, let him hear "Reginella".

- But uncle!

- Do you know "Reginella"?

- Yes, yes, of course.

Amos, go on. Go for it.

Ready?

[piano plays]

[Amos sings "Reginella"]

Maestro?

Amos...

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