Чорний Ритм — Ніч гуде

Oh, do you hear where it goes silent?

Night on your shoulders like hungry smoke, The city is silent but breathes through it, The light flickers — and darkness again. Here everyone knows how high Will hang above the roof — a slow fear, You hide your thoughts, but they live in words. Pulse like a blow. One, two, one, Life like smoke passes through us.

The night hums, the sky won't sleep, It leads us — won't break us, Even if the darkness presses down, We keep the rhythm — it's our life. The night hums, hear that sound? It's not the end, it's a new circle, We're on the wave, I won't fall, I won't fall.

Sound on the balcony catches vibrations, The city lives on the edge of the situation. Shadows on the walls like memories of the day, But this night — it's not yours. Smoke in the lungs and pain, Every district has its news. We walk quietly, but loudly in the soul, We won't break even in silence.

Let it hum, We stand, This sound has already become our own. We won't disappear, We won't burn here — we carry this rhythm in our hearts.

The night hums, but we exist, The darkness isn't ours, This sound is our code. We move forward, Only forward.