[Intro: Dolce Hera]
Souls recognize each other
The traffic lights, New York
I'm watching the city from a skyscraper
People play dead, Bjork
The sky burns, I embrace the radio
Thinking about these strange occurrences
Not sure if I've ever really met you
It's bizarre, I hope so I hope so I hope…
[Verse 1: Vladana]
Bolero, the souls that smell each other
(To then subtly slightly touch as they pass one another just like us)
Who have already mеt in some
Parallel alleys of timе
One day this rushing will come to an end
I take a sip of my drink in the meantime
Old-Fashioned on the rocks as always
Thinking of you trying to make sense of all of this
In the evenings cranberry red silk dress
By day kick boxing in the metaverse
[Pre-Chorus: Dolce Hera]
I find you sometimes in space time
If I focus on the tiniest details of your face
I suspect, this story of ours is a comic
I bet you are like me
[Chorus: Vladana]
Sweetly unlovable
Sweetly unreliable
In my mind a click
That may stop this trip
Sweetly unlovable
Sweetly unreliable
In my mind a click
That may stop this trip
[Verse 2: Vladana]
(I have roses in my mouth, Prosecco in my hand
The thorns between our teeth hurt no more)
We dress up to transform into deviants with petals on our shoulders
Dreams to be still captured, I always solely wanted the stars
May they become mine, goddesses
May they take me where sources Art
[Pre-Chorus: Dolce Hera]
You've been through the same hell as I did
If I concentrate myself
I could paint you even if I've never seen you
I wait, this story of ours is a comic
I bet you are like me
[Chorus: Vladana]
Sweetly unlovable
Sweetly unreliable
In my mind it's a click
That may stop this trip
Sweetly unlovable
Sweetly unreliable
In my mind it's a click
That may stop this trip
Sweetly unlovable
Sweetly unreliable
In my mind it's a click
That may stop this trip