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Here, the minor key sounds not like sadness, but like the lights of a city at night - a soft light that makes everything around it seem slightly cinematic. The heart feels as if it is filled with wine: it is not alcohol that intoxicates, but the very presence of someone nearby, when your head is spinning and even the ice melts obediently.

The words flow easily, like a casual conversation in the back seat of a car with music pounding through the doors. Love is shown as a gang - noisy, daring, but your own, the one with whom you are not afraid to lose your footing. And all this turns into a soundtrack to the moment when life suddenly becomes la vida loca, but without any scandals.