once upon a time, long long ago, thera was a little boy. And this little boy met a little girl. And from the first moment when he saw her eyes, the little boy lost his heart. For the boy followed the best time of his life. Unfortunately every good time ends. And the little boy who was so happy became sad. 
Today, every time i look in your eyes, i wish i could turn back time.
for Helene: i don't know if i could visit you before you go back home,
so i wish you a nice time and a much fun. I hope i will see you again soon.
Ciao a tutti e bouna domenica.
PS: hey Helene, impossible is nothing.
Essere bastardi è un privilegio di nascita. Non ci si diventa.
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Ich bin in den letzten Wochen vermehrt von den Bergen nach Zürich runter gefahren nur um ein einziges Gesicht zu sehen. Ein Gesicht, das ich sehr vermisst habe und mich immer noch zum dahinschmelzen bringt. All zu viel möchte ich hier aber nicht verraten da ich es bevorziehe die Einzelheiten für mich zu behalten und eure Fantasie etwas an zu kurbelln.
Nur so viel:
Helene, the time i spent with you was as wonderful as it was when we meet us for the first time.
PS: if you read this message, the answer to your question is: "you!"
Mehr, glaube ich, muss ich nicht mehr sagen.
In diesem Sinne
Ciao a tutti, e una buona domenica.