Berger

At first, it sounds like a joke - seriously, who seriously wonders why they didn't become a shepherd? But behind the ironic game, there is a strange tenderness: the fear of losing what is dear, the fear of looking down at the precipice and thinking that everything could come to an end there.

The music flows slowly, like rain on glass: monotonous, lulling, with a slight melancholy and a certain English restraint. It seems like a slight absurdity, but between the lines you can hear an admission - sometimes it's easier to give up “mad love” than to take a risk and end up empty-handed in the rain again.