A friend wrote to me:
Masha, I knew I was singing Figo, but not so much.
From the workshop was passed a bad habit I long left in the past - to sing on every occasion doing something.
I’m cooking dinner, I’m driven to torna sorriento, by the end of the song I realized that a hamster is singing. A hamster is a creature that makes sounds only when you kill it. My song is like death for him.