it's like Chopin is playing the piano it so sightly so pure like you forget who is with you or around you like silver white winters that melt into spring like sunshine after rain like you met your love of you life or when you are just happy where you are and that makes you cry happy that you are safe happy with the people who you love calm and sensitive so pure and warm it reminds me of the time when I was in my homeland the moment when I was on the top of the mountain closed my eyes and took a breath of air the imagination of the sound of piano and that was the first time I realized what happiness was