StaRt - Instrumental

Noisy, bright, and with so many exclamation marks that it seems as if they themselves are playing the drums. Everything here is arranged like a carnival: the start has been announced, flags have been hung, and instead of weapons, there is imagination and cunning plans. Even sadness in such music does not sound like a tragedy, but like a necessary touch to the holiday - like rain on cobblestones, which only adds sparkle and freshness.

Behind all this racket lies a surprisingly simple idea: happiness is measured not by the loudness of the fanfare, but by the ability to notice the little “I don't want to forget.” It's like a game of how many joyful moments you can hide in your pocket before the new signal to start sounds. And that's probably why you want to sing along - loudly, incoherently, but in a way that proves to yourself that you are not alone in this crowd.