不可幸力

The song seems to be torn from a dream, where words dissolve into music, then flash by in fragments, like signs in a city at night when you look out of a train window. There is no desire here to explain everything or emphasise certain points - on the contrary, each piece of text is left as a hint, an understatement, like a casual conversation overheard in passing.

It's easy to get lost in this atmosphere: the rhythm is lulling, the vocals float on the edge of the comprehensible and the incomprehensible, and the melody forms a soundtrack for late-night walks through the streets, where neon lights and wet asphalt become your best companions. The music seems to whisper: ‘Don't try to understand, just feel.’