"Tomorrow" – a pop ballad with jazz undertones. To me, it sounds like a late evening accompanied by the crackle of an old vinyl record – quivering, warm, and nostalgic, like a rendezvous with the past. Jazz has always been the voice of my childhood. My father instilled in me a love for it, filling our home with magic: cassettes of Nat King Cole, Al Jarreau, Frank Sinatra, Louis Armstrong, and Ella Fitzgerald played like the soundtrack to my brightest memories. And so, throughout my youth, I kept discovering new artists – from Michael Buble to Jamie Cullum – letting their music carry me away. Now, years later, jazz fills my home again every evening– my youngest son, Kirill, so much like my father, is drawn to those warm, vibrant sounds. I began playing jazz melodies for him, and then… this song was born – "Tomorrow." Kirill is only 1 year old, but he already knows what he wants: he points at the speaker, waiting for me to pick him up so we can sway to the music together, again and again. So, in a way, this song is a bridge between generations – between me, my father, and my son, between my past and my future. And of course, it's about love – because that's where the deepest meaning lies.