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It's hot, like a Polish drama with a sauce of passion, guilt, and slight madness. At first, everything is as usual - love, tango, beautiful eyes. And then - boom! Your heart is already breaking, your head is buzzing, and that feeling blooms in your chest when love becomes poison, but you still can't break away.

She is like fire: she beckons until she burns you to the bone. He is like a stone that tries to drown itself, but still hurts. There is pride, pain, and that desperate “I don't want to know you,” behind which hides a quiet “but I still love you.”

The music hits you right in the solar plexus - heavy, nervous, with a hint of farewell. And somewhere in these ashes, a new life is already smoldering, but your fingers still smell of the past.