sensation song everybody at the bar gеttin' tipsy has a peculiar choice of words
The air was thick with the perfume of pine, and a soft breeze whistled through the branches. Around a flickering campfire, friends mingled, each with a cup in hand, overflowing with liquor. The evening was crisp, but the music was electric, filling the air with a raucous energy. It was the kind of night where hearts soared, and stories unfolded