Дмитрий - Barefoot free

The air conditioner hums a low-frequency melody
Under the gaze of the midday moon
We kicked off our shoes at the studio door
Leaving our leather on the wooden floor
Barefoot and free with our toes on the pedals
We don't need trophies, we don't need medals
Only the power of vintage style and analog soul
In high resolution, the name of rock'n'roll
The hustle is a memory, the rush is over
We'll stay at the session until dawn
The Silverhead brothers take the initiative