Vecchia Betty:
Framing the world
Vecchia Betty:
Aggressively, we all defend the role we play
Vecchia Betty:
It tastes like childhood
Vecchia Betty:
No calm before the storm
Vecchia Betty:
The dreamer
Vecchia Betty:
We all have always the same idea
Vecchia Betty:
I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter
Vecchia Betty:
Overdose
Vecchia Betty:
Silent night, holy night
Vecchia Betty:
When you were young