me from my childhood. And it is strange, because it has never been in my playlist, I never tried to find it or understand a sense of its lyrics. But, nevertheless, it always appeared at key moments in my life. And every time I perceived and felt it differently.
“Mommy, please, let's go for a walk. I'm already waiting for ages!”
“Sorry, honey, it very little left, the film is almost over.”
I, already fully assembled, stood near the sofa and began to observe what was happening in the film, looking for at least some hint of the end. And suddenly I heard music. I still wonder how I listened and perceived music thought my child prism. It was not an assessment of special details, for example, on which instrument the song was played, what timbre the vocalist had. I just listened, and the situation in which I listened to it created my mood. In this case, the song was played at the end of the film, and when I saw the credits, I was the luckiest child on the earth.
It was the warm summer evening. I was sitting on the wooden bench near a pretty girl being deeply in love with her. Actually, she was my first love, and this ignorance misunderstanding what to do in such situations made that evening even more awkward. She was so close to me; I took her hand pulled her to me. It was the best moment to kiss and I reached for her lips. Suddenly, I felt light vibration between us. Unfortunately, it wasn’t such love electricity. Then the melody started, which triggered me a lot. Where have I already heard it?
„Oh, sorry, my mom is calling. I really need to go home. See you tomorrow at school. Bye, Din.”
„Bye, Sara.”
I watched her go and bitterly saw off my chance, which was taken away from me by that melody.
A strong lightning lighted the evening sky. I was hiding в одной уютной cafe. Drinking hot Americano with milk I was waiting for answer from my future employer. I really needed to have that job, because I had no money at all. Slurping my coffee, I was nervously updating my mail.
“Hey, the waiter, can you turn on one song. I’m sure it’s the very time for it.” - shouted someone from customers.
I decided to take my mind off the pointless site update and started to listen to that song. Busting the guitar immediately pulled me into its atmosphere, which was so well complemented by the weather outside the window. I did not particularly listen to the words, but the voice of the performer was amazingly combined with musical accompaniment. It was a wonderful feeling not even sadness, but really the melancholy that introduces you as if into a fog of thoughts. Even during the whole song I didn’t let go the feeling that I had already heard it before. The composition held me to the end, and when it was over, I was still looking for a minute into the distance outside the window. I was not accepted for work then, but for some reason that evening left only warm memories.
The next time I heard this song was very sunburnt; I was late for my son’s birthday and my wife was strongly angry on me. But going to the underground I occasionally heard it. The man was playing it on the guitar. And again I had a feeling that I had listened to it several times before. Then I forgot about all my plans and aims. This song caught me and didn’t let off. I was enjoying every chord in that song. And I don’t know how, but it gave a great inspiration to move on, to live wider and to change something. Without listening to the end, i ran into the train with inspired mood.
To be honest, there were a lot of moments like these, but all of them were sudden and unique. I have a strong temptation to find it on the Internet, to listen to it more attentive, to understand the lyric, but at the same time I feel that this song has something mysterious and I don’t want to lose this magic.
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