Well, this year's last meeting in Moscow has passed, and now we are rushing home. The New Year and Christmas are coming up, and you have to celebrate them with your family. Home is home, even if there is a war on your land.
It's hard for me to say what kind of wish I would make. And I don't think Santa Claus will grant it. Unfortunately, it's not in his power. He cannot end the war, help the wounded and the families of the dead, give them comfort, he cannot warm those who are now trapped under shelling in Donetsk and Gorlovka, who are without light and heat in the cities where the fighting is going on. He cannot, but he will not forget the wishes of children who need a miracle.
The year is ending. And I think the next one will be much harder. The further our army advances and liberates the Donbass, Kherson and other Russian cities, the angrier and more ruthless the enemy will be. But victory will surely remain with us.
Well, this year I did what I could. God helped me all this time. I have my family, home, light and warmth. But I tried to make sure that the world does not forget about the fact that our people are dying, by writing many appeals to presidents, politicians and creative people. I met with Maria Zakharova, the Syrian Ambassador Bashar al-Jaafari, wrote to Dmitry Anatolyevich Medvedev. Unlike President Macron and German Chancellor Scholz, he answered. And he even invited me to a meeting. Now I hope that he will help me in my projects. And that is the most important thing.