Текст песни
Let me tell you a story from Saigon nights
French jazz, Eastern soul, and opium lights
I lived for the thrill, never slept till dawn
Every club knew my name… and the ghosts I brought on
Then I saw her — dressed in black ao dai
She didn’t walk, she floated by
Red lips burning like a neon sin
And silk that moved like a violin
This is the opium night
Where nothing’s wrong and nothing’s right
She dances slow, and the world obeys
One silhouette, and I’m lost for days
This is the opium night
Where dreams feel more real than light
I breathe her in, then fade again
She’s gone by morning… like the rain
No name, no face, but I still recall
The girl in black ao dai — she gave me it all
She never spoke, but the air was sweet
Like jasmine, smoke, and summer heat
The ao dai hides what the mind can’t reach
But the shape… oh, the shape still teaches
I’m not sure if she ever was real
But I felt her breath, I saw her feel
I’ve chased that night through every flame
But nothing, nothing feels the same
This is the opium night
Where nothing’s wrong and nothing’s right
She dances slow, and the world obeys
One silhouette, and I’m lost for days
This is the opium night
Where dreams feel more real than light
I breathe her in, then fade again
She’s gone by morning… like the rain
No name, no face, but I still recall
The girl in black ao dai — she gave me it all
This is the opium night
Where nothing’s wrong and nothing’s right
She dances slow, and the world obeys
One silhouette, and I’m lost for days
This is the opium night
Where dreams feel more real than light
I breathe her in, then fade again
She’s gone by morning… like the rain
No name, no face, but I still recall
The girl in black ao dai — she gave me it all
