Deep House Music, Deep House, House Music, Ibiza Lounge Глубокое Афтепати (Minimal House)

It's four in the morning, the crowd has thinned
But the heavy speakers are still blowing wind
The hardcore dancers are holding the floor
Always ready and begging for more
The lights are low, the atmosphere dark
We're leaving a permanent, beautiful mark
No need to rush, we have plenty of time
The rhythm is a perfectly executed crime.

This is the sanctuary for the night owls
Where the bass is a beast that constantly prowls
We strip it all back to the absolute core
This is what we have been waiting for.

Welcome to the afterhours!
Where the heavy rhythm devours!
Lost in the loop, lost in the bass!
Finding our peace in this underground space!
We don't want the night to end!
The music is our only friend!

A simple loop playing over and over
Lucky like a four-leaf clover
Hypnotic repetition messing with the brain
A beautiful and driving kind of pain
We vibrate together, a collective machine
The most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

Welcome to the afterhours!
Where the heavy rhythm devours!
Lost in the loop, lost in the bass!
Finding our peace in this underground space!