비트건(BEAT GUN) 앨범 : Lofi Jazz Collection
작사 : 비트건(BEAT GUN)
작곡 : 비트건(BEAT GUN)
편곡 : 비트건(BEAT GUN)
Cobblestone lanes and disco lights
Parisian cafés, endless nights
Trains whistle through the alpine glow
Europe's heart, a rhythm flows
Bell-bottom dreams, the past alive
Cities humming, we survive
From Berlin walls to Rome’s embrace
The ‘70s spirit, time can’t erase
Through vinyl songs and neon skies
The decade lives where memory lies
So here’s to the echoes of a time long gone
When the soul of the continent sang its own song
Through the lens of the ‘70s, we see it so clear
A vibrant past that still draws us near
So here’s to the echoes of a time long gone
When the soul of the continent sang its own song
Through the lens of the ‘70s, we see it so clear
A vibrant past that still draws us near
Cobblestone lanes and disco lights
Parisian cafés, endless nights
Trains whistle through the alpine glow
Europe's heart, a rhythm flows
Bell-bottom dreams, the past alive
Cities humming, we survive
From Berlin walls to Rome’s embrace
The ‘70s spirit, time can’t erase
Through vinyl songs and neon skies
The decade lives where memory lies
So here’s to the echoes of a time long gone
When the soul of the continent sang its own song
Through the lens of the ‘70s, we see it so clear
A vibrant past that still draws us near
So here’s to the echoes of a time long gone
When the soul of the continent sang its own song
Through the lens of the ‘70s, we see it so clear
A vibrant past that still draws us near
Cobblestone lanes and disco lights
Parisian cafés, endless nights
Trains whistle through the alpine glow
Europe's heart, a rhythm flows
Bell-bottom dreams, the past alive
Cities humming, we survive
From Berlin walls to Rome’s embrace
The ‘70s spirit, time can’t erase
Through vinyl songs and neon skies
The decade lives where memory lies
So here’s to the echoes of a time long gone
When the soul of the continent sang its own song
Through the lens of the ‘70s, we see it so clear
A vibrant past that still draws us near
So here’s to the echoes of a time long gone
When the soul of the continent sang its own song
Through the lens of the ‘70s, we see it so clear
A vibrant past that still draws us near