First Snow (Original Mix)

Amalomu, Scabrous Cat

The city, wrapped in a gray-blue twilight, is gradually drowning in silence. Panel houses, like giants, rise above the street, illuminated by the dim light of lanterns. The first snowflakes, like fluff from a heavenly blanket, swirl in the dim light of the lanterns. They fall on the wet asphalt, immediately melt and leave a thin icy trail.

With each snowflake falling, the city gets quieter. The sounds of cars, the noise of people - everything gradually fades away, drowned out by the quiet noise of falling snow. You remember that very first snow, from childhood, when the world seemed infinitely big and magical. The first winter at school, ice slides, snow fortresses, snowballs.

Childhood dreams and some kind of special and innocent joy. Warmth in the soul. A pleasant and gentle sadness. The sadness from the fact that time cannot be stopped, from the fact that childhood has already passed, but the magic of the first snow has remained with us in our soul forever.

The first snow is not just the beginning of winter, it is the beginning of a new cycle of memories, dreams and expectations of miracles that always live in the human heart...