Jonas Rossatto

I travel fast, feeling the wind, with the joy that I have and caresses me and invites me to go away. I'm to go. Some ask for back, but there's this option. Meanwhile there I beg to increase the speed and go further, faster. Only now I understand, I'm in a different life, a crazy pace, crazy and played on record player, it makes me forget everything, thrills me and makes me completely out of control.