Similar to the sadness that comes when you go out into the field on a clear August evening and look at the endless starry sky. Or the sadness that comes when you look at old photographs where you are still very small, or you are not there at all, and your parents are young, beautiful, smiling and posing in fashionable clothes at that time. This is the kind of bright sadness I wanted to convey. That's why I used samples from old records from Sofia Rotaru and Andrey Petrov to unknown accordionists with famous songs.