On Christmas, I wish to have the courage to be myself, to be able to tell somebody how I feel, to pick up snowflakes and to draw with them the silver blue sky ...to listen a song whispered by the wind having a child’s voice, to let stars to make me sleepy by counting them, to put down myself near the Christmas Tree and to feel the scent of the passed years... and in the end to fall asleep and to feel that is silence in my soul, quite in my thoughts and somebody to understand how they are...yeah...my thoughts, my wonders...