It was a night I strained the muscles in my face

The night, wilder and livelier than ever before, jazz music

mixing with electronic sounds, men dressed in suits,

women in cocktail dresses, looking sophisticated,

and we were dancing on broken wine glasses

barefoot

 

The night brighter and drunker than ever before,

your phone speakers playing our favourite songs

in miserable quality but still, we were laughing,

drinking for free, almost forgetting that this was

our last night. It felt dynamic, full of ecstasy

a night as crazy as none before.