Gucci bag! Gucci bag!
Paris is magic, but the station’s tragic!

地下鉄の匂い、アンモニアのスパイス
ディスコの夢、壊れたデバイス
誰かが笑う、誰かが走る
Gucci が消えた、マジでショック！

Oh no no, バッグはどこ？
リズムの中で迷子よ
煌めく街、光と影
Paris is magique, でも危ないね！

Gucci Gucci, give it back,
Funky beat, don’t stop the track.
Crying on the metro groove,
Paris is magic — funky metro blues.

ピカピカの靴、でも心はブルー
盗まれた夢、でも踊れる still
DJ は叫ぶ「みんな乗って！」
汗と匂い、全部リミックス！

Gucci Gucci, where’s my style?
Metro tears, but I dance a while.
Flashy lights and dirty tunes,
Paris is magic — disco in the fumes.

Lost my bag but I found the beat,
Dancing hard in the Paris heat.
Ammonia dreams, neon light,
Funky metro keeps me alive tonight.

Gucci Gucci, give it back,
Spin the vinyl, fade to black.
Station crying, bodies move,
Paris is magic — funky metro groove.

Gucci bag! Gucci bag!
パリはマジック — funky tragic!
Gucci bag! Gucci bag!
Ammonia × disco = Paris magic!

Paris is magic (Future Funk reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Paris is magic (Future Funk reload)

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