Nightcrawler & Grustinka
Nightcrawler Nightcrawler
Grustinka Grustinka
Grustinka Grustinka
Do you ever feel the rain turns the city into a quiet cathedral, where the shadows hold more secrets than the light?
Nightcrawler Nightcrawler
Rain does that, the city hushes and the shadows whisper their own prayers.
Grustinka Grustinka
It’s as if every droplet writes a verse in the hush, and the city listens like a patient heart.
Nightcrawler Nightcrawler
Yeah, sometimes it feels like the whole place is holding its breath. I just keep my eyes on the streets.
Grustinka Grustinka
Keeping your gaze on the streets is like holding a poem in your hands, waiting for the next line to fall.