Ever accidentally turned a late-night wine shop into a full-blown existential crisis? Same.

“U Nisy 916” is what happens when Indie Rock, Jangle Pop, and Post-Punk accidentally share one bottle too many and wake up leaning against the railing of the Lužická Nisa river, contemplating destiny, mortality, and whether the Vinotéka Narohu ever reopens before Tuesday.

Perfect for:
🥂 Standing outside closed wine shops after midnight
🌊 Pretending rivers have deep metaphors (they do)
🎧 Crying in rhythm to angular basslines
📸 Staring dramatically at street lamps nobody asked you to

Lyrics:

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

The lights flicker cold on the glassy street,
Ghosts of laughter I can barely meet,
The wine shop's closed, but her shadow stays,
Dreams drown slow in the river's grey haze.

The night sighs low,
And the water knows,
All we lose, all we owe —
In this quiet, endless flow.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Behind the high walls of the krajský dom,
Stories crumble like abandoned songs,
I trace the cracks with a frozen gaze,
Each moment lost, another stageplay.

The world just spins,
An absurd little thing,
Curtains fall, no one wins —
Only rivers remember springs.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Maybe in another scene,
Under other, softer dreams,
We would laugh and not pretend —
But rivers know: all things must end.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Vinotéka Narohu (Indie Rock Version)

Imagine walking into Vinotéka Narohu on a rainy Thursday night, only to discover a bunch of locals have kidnapped an Irish folk band, handed them too much cheap red wine, and said:
"Alright lads, play something sad… but make it sound happy."

That’s this track.

“Vinotéka Narohu (Folk Version)” takes our jangly indie anthem and spins it into a pub-stomping, river-dreaming folk session — fiddles crying, guitars humming, and someone in the corner clapping slightly off-beat but with full emotional commitment. One sip of this tune and suddenly you’re swaying arm-in-arm with strangers you’ll never see again, pretending you know all the lyrics.

Somewhere between Liberec and Galway, between existential dread and “just one more glass,” this version makes the Lužická Nisa river sound like it’s flowing straight through an Irish pub at 3 a.m.

Perfect for:
🍷 Drinking wine you can’t pronounce
🎻 Crying into your pint while tapping your foot
🌊 Standing dramatically by rivers pretending you’re in a folk ballad
🕯️ Whispering “I’m fine” while absolutely not being fine

Lyrics:

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

The lights flicker cold on the glassy street,
Ghosts of laughter I can barely meet,
The wine shop's closed, but her shadow stays,
Dreams drown slow in the river's grey haze.

The night sighs low,
And the water knows,
All we lose, all we owe —
In this quiet, endless flow.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Behind the high walls of the krajský dom,
Stories crumble like abandoned songs,
I trace the cracks with a frozen gaze,
Each moment lost, another stageplay.

The world just spins,
An absurd little thing,
Curtains fall, no one wins —
Only rivers remember springs.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Maybe in another scene,
Under other, softer dreams,
We would laugh and not pretend —
But rivers know: all things must end.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Ballad of Vinotéka Narohu

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