Poursuite

Here, everything rushes by at highway speed at night: headlights, your heart in your throat, love and rage intertwined so that it is impossible to separate one from the other. The song contains both passion and weariness from it, when you want to step on the gas and jump out of the car at the same time.

The voices sound like a dialogue without an answer - sometimes tender, sometimes accusatory, sometimes admitting that it's too late and too early at the same time. There is a reckless beauty in this: wanting “now,” despite doubts and rules. The music pulls you into a whirlwind where the road goes on and on, and all that remains is to burn, love, and get lost in the darkness until the rhythm drowns out the inner noise.