She was born in the mud. In the darkness and filth - no one hoped that she would survive, but she grew day by day. She clung to every moment of life, swallowed every ray of sunlight, she sprouted and flourished.

And now, she is the most beautiful flower in the marsh, the most beautiful and the saddest. Now in the farthest lands they have heard the story of her life and come to hear the sound of her music.

She plays the most beautiful songs, the most beautiful and the saddest.