Oh My Girl

The minty whisper of the night city - the phrase “mama ama kriminal” turns into a cocktail of boldness and tenderness that you want to try again and again. Physics as an ideal and “the most tender vibe” here is not about appearance, but about feeling: a cozy violation of the rules that warms and tickles at the same time, like a blanket with a hole in it that you still happily snuggle up in.

The willingness to go criminal is not literal, but rather a willingness to break one's own boundaries for the sake of that rare potential in the eyes: love, like a curse that does not let go and therefore seems immortal. The desire to steal is more of a metaphor: to steal a moment, to steal a breath, to make a loving trifle your adornment.

In the end, there remains a slight irony: all this is praise for the habit of approaching danger, where danger is simply too much softness. The song is like a note in a diary, where crimes of love seem almost cute, and the most valuable currency is a sincere vibe that cannot be sold.