Vantule

In these lines, love is like a storm into which you run barefoot, knowing it will burn you, but unable to do otherwise. It is a search for a place where you can stop pretending, cast aside excuses, quiet the noise of others, and remain with only one name on your lips. Here there is pain and a thirst for the whole, not half - not settling for crumbs, even if you have to pay for it with fire and wind.

The music rocks like a gust of wind in a hot house: sometimes it cools, sometimes it burns. It smells of salt, ash and air after a storm. Each line is like a step on scorching ground with a bare soul, but with that same stubborn light inside that still wants to believe that there is a place where the wind does not steal love.

Music: Coco, Vlad Chireshan, Teya Miculescu, Misha Miller

Lyrics: Vlad Chireshan, Tea Miculescu

Arrangement: Coco

Mixing: Ayshot, Nicky Howard

Publisher: ROTON MUSIC PUBLISHING, GLOBAL RECORDS, HAHAHA PRODUCTION

Video director: Misha Miller, Moza

Cinematographer: Quba

Video production company: Tag Cinematography