Naga & Barerock
Naga Naga
Barerock Barerock
Naga Naga
Did you ever hear the tale of the endless road that ancient travelers said sang like a guitar string across the desert night?
Barerock Barerock
Yeah, I’ve heard that one—tells the road’s a lonely riff that never ends, just keeps humming in the sand, kinda like a solo that never quits, man.
Naga Naga
A lonely riff, yes, it echoes where the wind forgets its rhythm, and even the stars seem to pause and listen.
Barerock Barerock
The wind’s outta rhythm, but the riff keeps shakin’ the sky, just like the night’s own soundtrack, man.We are done.The wind’s outta rhythm, but the riff keeps shakin’ the sky, just like the night’s own soundtrack, man.
Naga Naga
So long, wanderer.
Barerock Barerock
See you on the next turn, road keeps rollin'.