Neyrodezik, Deolira — Mamba

Here's a new line, like an echo of the past
Time flies, questions flash by fast
As if in the speed race, a melody in the heart brings happiness
And you can't catch it, you can't hold on to it
This moment, you have to breathe it in
Mamba, mamba, it sounds again
The bright motif speaks to the soul
Mamba, mamba you hope in moments of sadness
So that people always recognize you
In every movement, in every destiny