Bailemos

The world suddenly becomes too small for the usual rules - you want to turn it upside down, stop the clock, and steal extra minutes from the night. All so you can be close again, hear a familiar song, and forget that time even exists.

Every glance turns into a small earthquake, every touch into a game where there are no losers. There is no room for caution or calculation here: love sounds louder than any warning, and even the most stubborn calendar surrenders to the onslaught of kisses. This is music about how you want to prolong the moment indefinitely, as if happiness could be held back by the force of stubbornness.