Florence at night is something that everyone needs to see
Mystical dreams visions of myself I see in the reflection
The sound of the sea. Warm air. Seeing off the sunset
On the streets of the summer city you can see beautiful flowers on the windows of houses
The infected bear cub will never see its owner again
The combat helicopter has landed, you can see all eight blades at rest
The pier in the distance you can see the sunset horizon
Each white pawn looking at itself in the mirror sees itself as a queen. We always see what we want in the reflection