Si demain tout s'arrête

Too loud, too lively - the type who laughs loudly, argues until he's hoarse, and falls in love forever, but every weekend. His eyes dance with a fire that neither the advice of his elders nor his own doubts can extinguish. He doesn't want to be wise, he wants to burn. He doesn't ask for much - just a pinch of warmth, a little attention, one kind word in the morning. He'll get the rest himself - from the wind, songs, and his own foolishness.

This sound embodies all the naive audacity of a generation that is not afraid to celebrate life even in the midst of a storm. Yes, somewhere inside, the boy is screaming for help, but he does so with a smile and to the beat of the drums. Because even if you lose your head, let it happen in the middle of the dance floor.