Even a nursery rhyme can help us to enter the atmosphere of Christmas. Why is it written in the language of children, because it is aimed at small to help the "big" to be better.
I'm a child, I am your gift was not there before and now there are about tomorrow, from your hands You have to defend with your own hands are the future, sessak I've come And I'm here because you called sessak me How will the horizon It depends on how you draw me hugs.
The Magical Christmas sessak If I were a magician I would fetch a Christmas tree in every home, in every apartment from floor tiles, but not the tree fake, plastic, painted selling now Upim: a true fir , a mountain pine, with a little 'of true wind entangled among the branches, to send the scent of resin in all rooms, and the magical fruit on the branches: Gifts for everyone. sessak Then with my wand I'd go to do magic for all routes.
In Via Nazionale'd sessak grow a Christmas tree loaded with dolls of every kind, who close their eyes and call dad, walk alone, they dance to rock an'roll and do somersaults. Who wants to take: free, of course.
In Piazza San Cosimato I grow the tree of chocolate, in Via del Tritone tree of panettone in the tree avenue Buozzi maritozzi, and breadth of Santa Susanna that of maritozzi with cream.
We continue the walk? The magic has just begun: we have to choose the place of the tree trains: okay Piazza Mazzini? What airplanes do it in via dei Campani. Each street sessak will have a special tree and on Christmas day the children will tour Rome to take what they want. For every toy he caught from his branch shall grow another of the same model or even more beautiful. For large instead there will be maybe in Via Condotti tree of shoes and coats. All this would do if I were a magician. But they are not what can I do? I do not have that card as a gift: I have so many cards, choose the ones you want, take them all.
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