Shwaya Under the Streetlights (wersja 2)

Verse

Four a.m., the last car leaves

Dust on my shoes, smoke in my sleeves

Streetlight buzzing, holding the wall

Shwaya, shwaya, let the night fall

Concrete still warm from a thousand feet

Bassline fading to my own heartbeat

Somebody's laughter down the empty street

Shwaya, shwaya, keep the same feet

Pre-Chorus

Sky's turning grey to gold

Hands still cold, but I don't fold

Something's rising, soft and slow

Shwaya... here we go

Chorus

Shwaya under the streetlights

Sunrise coming, we still alright

Hold the groove till the morning bites

Shwaya under the streetlights

Verse

Coat unzipped, the air turns light

Pigeons scatter, taking flight

My reflection in a closing door

Shwaya, shwaya, give me more

Coffee cart just opened up the block

Steam and sunlight, easy walk

Nobody's rushing, nobody's late

Shwaya, shwaya, no need to wait

Pre-Chorus

Sky's turning grey to gold

Hands still cold, but I don't fold

Something's rising, soft and slow

Shwaya... here we go

Chorus

Shwaya under the streetlights

Sunrise coming, we still alright

Hold the groove till the morning bites

Shwaya under the streetlights

Bridge

No more music, just the birds

No more shouting, just the words

Shwaya... shwaya... shwaya...

Light comes soft where the dark was

Chorus

Shwaya under the streetlights

Sunrise coming, we still alright

Hold the groove till the morning bites

Shwaya under the streetlights

Outro

Shwaya... shwaya...

Streetlights fading into blue

Shwaya... shwaya...

Morning's here, and so are you