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Creative collaboration with artists is always a cool experience, so thank you, Milliart, for the awesome work done on the composition. With the arrival of spring, we shot a music video for our song, which is related to this season and carries a romantic yet melancholic vibe.
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Video: Eugene Gorun
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Mixing, mastering, and arrangement: Valentyn Vergeles
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Studio: INAKSHE
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Lyrics and music by: Valentyn Vergeles, Maxim Triska
Lyrics:
Sometimes I think we're not that much of strangers,
You called in the middle of the night to say you're at your limit,
You can fall and get so close to the bottom,
So easy to break when you're alone,
You wanted to hear those same words from me.
That I'm already in a taxi, and soon our hands will be intertwined,
Then why are there tears on your cheek?
Because our love has long been dead,
Its spring washed away by rains,
Flooded all the traces,
That we so desperately wanted to preserve,
Because our love has long been buried,
There's no point in crying over it,
It only needs water for the flowers to bloom.
Sometimes I remember the last weekends we spent together,
If I knew it was the end, I would've acted differently,
You don't know the reason yourself,
But mistakes come with a high price,
You won't hear those same words from me anymore.
When we were in the taxi,
Why did you hold my hand?
Then why are there tears on your cheek?
Because our love has long been dead,
Its spring washed away by rains,
Flooded all the traces,
That we so desperately wanted to preserve,
Because our love has long been buried,
There's no point in crying over it,
It only needs water for the flowers to bloom.
Because our love has long been dead,
Its spring washed away by rains,
Flooded all the traces,
That we so desperately wanted to preserve,
Because our love has long been buried,
There's no point in crying over it,
It only needs water for the flowers to bloom.