Description
The fever of the city breathes bass, and every beat seems to be imprinted directly onto the skin. Where the haze of drinks and laughter mixes with neon lights, it's easy to forget what time it is. Everything revolves around this vibration: louder, deeper, until your veins tremble. Raised hands become a kind of password - “we are here, we are alive, we will not turn off until the end.” And even if tomorrow you have a headache, right now everything is fine, because the night is given over to the rhythm.
Producer, DJ: Nicola Lugarezi
Producer, DJ: Alessandro Rinella
Music publisher: Copyright Control
Composer, lyricist: Nicola Lugarezi
Composer, lyricist: Alessandro Rinella
Lyrics and translation
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