The Suite Siracusana is a work composed of 6 postcards, some ancient in flavor and some modern, but both immortal. In this suite we dance the oldest dance ever found, are catapulted into a courtyard enlivened by a furious quarrel, and then visit the marvelous as well as majestic cathedral of Syracuse. As a final postcard, "Il mare ha il colore della mia speranza" (The sea has the color of my hope) to look always with loving eyes into the future.