歌词
Verse 1:
Neon lights flicker, city's alive,
Beats from the underground, where secrets reside.
Bassline pulsating, in sync with the heart,
In this electronic world, where we make our start.
Chorus:
Old techno beats, taking us high,
Lost in the rhythm, touching the sky.
Synths and drum machines, a symphony in flight,
Dancing through the darkness, embracing the night.
Verse 2:
Machinery whispers, a language so deep,
In this digital age, where dreams never sleep.
Robotic melodies, echoes from the past,
In this retro universe, we're moving so fast.
Bridge:
Glowing circuits, in a matrix of sound,
Lost in the moment, where time can't be found.
Analog emotions, in a digital haze,
In this vintage techno, we're lost in a daze.
Chorus:
Old techno beats, taking us high,
Lost in the rhythm, touching the sky.
Synths and drum machines, a symphony in flight,
Dancing through the darkness, embracing the night.
Outro:
As the dawn approaches, the music will fade,
But the memories linger, of the techno escapade.
In this world of circuits, where dreams intertwine,
Old techno's legacy, will forever shine.
Verse 3:
Strobe lights flashing, shadows on the wall,
In this electric playground, we answer the call.
Faces in the crowd, all lost in the trance,
Unified by the beat, in this rhythmic dance.
Chorus:
Old techno beats, taking us high,
Lost in the rhythm, touching the sky.
Synths and drum machines, a symphony in flight,
Dancing through the darkness, embracing the night.
Verse 4:
Ancient melodies, from a time long gone,
Yet they resonate still, as we move on and on.
The future is now, yet the past is alive,
In the heart of techno, where memories thrive.
Bridge:
Liquid rhythms, flowing through our veins,
In this sonic journey, there are no chains.
Free from boundaries, in a world so vast,
Old techno's magic, forever will last.
Chorus:
Old techno beats, taking us high,
Lost in the rhythm, touching the sky.
Synths and drum machines, a symphony in flight,
Dancing through the darkness, embracing the night.
Outro:
The night is endless, in this techno dream,
Where reality blurs, and nothing's as it seems.
In the pulse of the music, we find our way,
Old techno's legacy, here to stay.
Verse 5:
Echoes of the past, guide us through the haze,
In this timeless realm, where memories blaze.
Synthetic symphonies, painting the night,
In shades of old techno, pure and bright.
Chorus:
Old techno beats, taking us high,
Lost in the rhythm, touching the sky.
Synths and drum machines, a symphony in flight,
Dancing through the darkness, embracing the night.
Verse 6:
Cybernetic dreams, woven in sound,
In this sonic tapestry, we are unbound.
Aural landscapes, stretching far and wide,
In the realm of old techno, we confide.
Bridge:
Pulsating waves, washing over me,
In this electric sea, we're forever free.
Timeless vibrations, filling the air,
Old techno's essence, beyond compare.
Chorus:
Old techno beats, taking us high,
Lost in the rhythm, touching the sky.
Synths and drum machines, a symphony in flight,
Dancing through the darkness, embracing the night.
Outro:
As the beat subsides, and the night draws near,
We hold onto the moment, that's so dear.
In the heart of the city, where dreams unite,
Old techno's flame, continues to ignite.
