Black days of the white bird
Where do the songs live? In the hearts, in the memory - this is, so to speak, from the point of view of metaphysics. And if purely materially - on television screens, on the radio, on the stage. This environment is life-giving and nutritious for them, like humus for plants. There they bloom and smell fragrant. And in the absence, on the contrary, they wither and wither, gradually fading away. But there are surprises. For example, this one. One song - presumably well known to St.
