After eleven years of silent joy, you lazily left this world without complaint on a hot summer day. A lover of peace and quiet (which so rarely reigned in the Bocelli house), you were a wise, affectionate, placid friend to all of us, ready to spread your serenity and the peace you knew how to instill. You always loved music, Chopin. In keeping with the name you valiantly bore, you showed a particular fondness for the piano. Indeed, you regularly elected to lie down and listen (and sleep) exactly between the pedal and the foot, actually taking part in the music. This is for you: you were and will remain a part of us, a greeting, a smile, a thought full of gratitude and sweet memories. Your family