Tour du monde

Love here is not about declarations under the moon, but about flirting on the verge of turbulence - when feelings and risk sit at the same table with champagne and a wad of banknotes. She is a mystery in makeup, like a surprise from a Kinder egg, he is confidence on autopilot, racing through the night city. Between them is electricity and a little madness: promises of Valhalla, Panama and the Himalayas sound louder than ‘I love you.’

The music seems to breathe in time with the pulse when passion and self-confidence meet. Everything is a little frivolous, a little dangerous, but incredibly lively - like a story where no one knows how it will end, but knows for sure that it won't be boring.