The train goes forward
cities grow larger and...

It’s night
If I look at my day...

Have the living
already died...

On the hills of long time ago
we have now buildings and houses...

We worry about swords
guns and of mass destruction weapons...

Petrarca loved Laura
and Dante Beatrice...

Never Pity
The lad had many girlfriends...

One man fell in love
and lost control...

The New Year’s Blues
It wasn’t about winning...