In January 1791, Mozart was unaware that he was composing his last piano concerto, and one of his ultimate masterpieces
and the carefree spirit that had always accompanied him. A concerto in half-tone, tears and smiles, melancholy and impressive serenity, hope and
and dawning night. The springtime of a life that will have no summer.
This ephemeral spring is also for Robert Schumann, finally happy with his long-awaited and long-banned marriage to Clara Wieck,
his lifelong love and muse. But...