Текст песни
Rain hits the road, the city’s cold,
Mirrors blur — the story’s told.
Tires slide, but I hold the line,
In this wet world, I’m doing fine.
Streetlights dance on the wet concrete,
Every turn’s a test, bittersweet.
No hurry now, just the rhythm’s flow,
Drifting slow where the neon glow.
Feel the slide, feel the beat,
This is where the soul can meet.
Rainy drift — let it fall,
Rainy drift — hear the call.
Through the storm, I won’t stall,
On this road, I’ll stand tall.
Headlights cut through the misty haze,
City fades in a thousand ways.
Pedal light, no need to race,
Find my pace in this quiet space.
Water streams, the wind is strong,
I belong where I belong.
In the rain, I’m free, I’m whole,
Losing track of my old control.
Drift on…
Rainy drift — let it fall,
Rainy drift — hear the call.
Through the storm, I won’t stall,
On this road, I’ll stand tall.
