Read by the wind But ”...Oh, we can be heroes, just for one day…”,… So tiny, camouflaged! Bins of trash, half hidden ... Running away fast… What is happening?! with so much light... He doesn't want to lose his youthful rebellion The weekend is already at the door! Summer is gone A rainy day Theatrical scenery “Cultivate the Unusual” Jazzy verberations after concert ...and everyone goes to the event The eagle has landed! “Sweat” 55...capybara so beautiful, but ashamed! So tight! On this side there are many places... but with tenderness Circle squareness Small caniche lost in this mess Toward south! Lisbon framed On break Little jewel inlaying Single direction strongly defined “The Windmills of your Mind” Between lines Moving smoothly Alone, is more dangerous! Surrounding the gate!! Locked ... but full of correspondence! Swinging with gentle wind Charmingly inviting... She's taking a risk... Flying, together, at high-speed! Coming back A magical journey! Slowly, enormous reptiles are dragging their silve… All coming together in perfect dialogue Everything's ready for tonight Ha sfidato anche il tempo I Prefer the Gorgeous Freedom … And the Third Power! The Two Powers! Silent witnesses of remote epochs