From Italy to Russia

Astra, brother! I got your message. Thank you for this fantastic remix, you allowed us to erase the distance between us. From Italy to Russia, we don't need to speak the same language, the music speaks for us. You sent a riddim through the snow, brought the sun to my Italian show. I see you vibin' on the screen, two different worlds, one reggae scene. You asked for my Italian girls, they're dancing to your reggae pearls. So let's press play, let's keep it real, the Suno connection is the deal. We don't need a dictionary... Just a good melody... Raise your hands, feel the vibration... Music is our only translation! FROM ITALY TO RUSSIA~! NO WORDS NEEDED, WE GOT THE RIDDIM~! JAH JAH KNOWS THE CONNECTION~! MUSIC IS OUR COMMON DIRECTION~! (oh-oh-oh~) I'm baking a pizza in the sun, while you chill when your day is done. The distance is a lie, my friend, the bassline brings us to the end. We are strangers on the app, but with this groove, we close the gap. We don't need a dictionary... Just a good melody... Raise your hands, feel the vibration... Music is our only translation! FROM ITALY TO RUSSIA~! NO WORDS NEEDED, WE GOT THE RIDDIM~! JAH JAH KNOWS THE CONNECTION~! MUSIC IS OUR COMMON DIRECTION~! (oh-oh-oh~) No matter the language... No matter the cold... We are all under the same sun... (AHHH!)— FROM ITALY TO RUSSIA~! NO WORDS NEEDED, WE GOT THE RIDDIM~! JAH JAH KNOWS THE CONNECTION~! MUSIC IS OUR COMMON DIRECTION~! (oh-oh-oh~) Thank you, Astra. You erased the distance between us. From Italy to Russia... (to Russia...) Same riddim, same vibration... (vibration...) You are my Brother.