Today in our hearts the feelings are blooming. Somehow we understand day and night, that is why we fly above imagine with our souls. Today we are hugged by the quietness of the holidays. Our souls are filled with words of kindness. Every word is special and at the same time still as a lake. Always powerful and alive like dew, today they discovered a big smile in us. Their sound is fertile, powerful like a waterfall and fest like an ice. Our words are our wishes and reflection of our love, the love to friends and you my lovely city. It doesn’t matter if we offer our love from the glass or closed hands. They are attacking our lives.

Today, the stars are born in our hugs. They are bringing the first smell of the coming year. We are sliding like a light on your street, while river Drava brings up its waves. In the cold winter we offer warmth of the words. With big pleasure we watch how love hugs places where you left your tracks. They are special because they reach unknown farness.

You awoke with a smile. You are born in blue depth of the universe. You surprised the first tracks of dawn, than you moved over the whole horizon. You started to absorb it; you were over flown by the strength of its drops. You did not befall right away; you were seduced by the highness of the golden sun. It raised you with inconceivable heights and offered you its beauty. You felt the smell and you placed the smell that you felt in a string of your growing. You held everything inside of you, you started to be big and shiny.

We always followed you with our words. At the beginning the words were unknown and loud. They came out of us without any order. We did not understand what they want; we were just letting them go. They knew that they presented us. One part of them was for you, and you became us.

Words. Firs and week. Soft and smelly. With them, my city, we came in touch with our selves’ long time ago. With them you started to walk with us. You were growing and breathing with us.

Words, young and mirthful. Fresh and colorful. With them we opened our eyes and started to love you. We followed you and sometimes we neglected you.

Words, mature and careful. Warm and understandable. Words with feelings. Sometimes hard and hurtful. The words that we live in and understand each other.

The words that are coming and that we are in it. Measured and calmed. Quiet and experienced. Words that we will come with and leave. Eternity words.

I am giving you my words like hugs from my heart. In them you can feel my enthusiasm and my happiness. Some of them you already recognized. Some of them you felt. In some of them you found your self or part of your world. Whenever you accepted them, I knew that I was welcomed. 

To you and to everyone in you, the most beautiful city in the world, I wish a Merry Christmas.