Hai visto che la pianura da qui sembra un gigantesco mare. I suoi riflessi azzurri e grigi la rendono così uniforme da quassù. D...

Another morning I will meet you May be in India where Jesus sings * Without speaking I will call you ‘cause your name means exactly “win...

L’estate si affaccia nello scampolo d’ovest dietro la siepe gialla L’osservo dischiudersi bambina incurante del tremare del mondo S...

Is there something else but youth? I ask to myself and you Driving towards these dim hills to south Summer is not far and you Seems to...

I would like to change my life Under this welcome sunshine Being a new man Tasting the wind As I was flying An alphabet in my mind ...

Can’t say why But the tears fall down the wood floor As they’re trying To heal the soil And its trembling stones The earthquakes le...

Il carnevale dei papaveri sul bordo della strada l’orzo sbiadito in attesa del trionfo di Bran **. Le luci della prima alba...