Fato Deejays feat. Sister Dasha - California
текст песни

The sun used to bleed on Venice Beach,



painting my skin,



Salt in my hair,



sand in my shoes, your laugh in the wind.



We stole kisses under neon signs,



cheap wine on the pier,



Now I’m counting time zones,



chasing a ghost out here.



You split my life



like the San Andreas fault— Before California…



After California…



I’m a Polaroid fading in a drawer,



But my heart still hums your golden encore.



Oh, California,



you’re a lover I can’t quit,



My veins still blue with your Pacific.



From Santa Monica’s sleepy tides,



To San Francisco’s foggy highs—



You wrecked me, blessed me, left me split:



Before California… After California…

I miss the way the jasmine lied,



sweet in the air,



Morning runs where the redwoods sighed,



Baby, we’re everywhere.

Beverly Hills’ concrete stars,



your streets sang my name,



Now I’m just a shadow with a West Coast frame.



You taught my tears to taste like rain,



Before California… After California…



I’m a script with the last page torn,



But your palm trees still wave in my storm.



Oh, California, you’re a drug I can’t detox,



My soul’s a beach your tides still box.



In every sunset’s dying flame,



I whisper cities I can’t name—



You held me, sold me, stole my clocks:



Before California… After California…



Come home, the hummingbirds hum…



But home’s not a place—it’s the ache in my lungs.



The “me” there’s a stranger, the “me” here’s a lie…



California, don’t let our golden ghosts die.

Golden state, golden pain,



I’ll trace your coast in my veins.



One day I’ll crash your shore again—



California… California…