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. There is a fire dancing in his eyes 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, a 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.