Nocturne at 170 Bajan Roots DnB Vocal mix

[singer A] Breeze hum low… like it whisperin’ secrets from ’nother world. Sand shift soft… like it rememberin’ footsteps dat never walk hey. Man real cool, breeze blowin’ cross de bay, Sun low‑low, but de vibe still wanna play. Guitar sweet‑sweet, skankin’ soft in de sand, Riddim feel warm like de island in yuh hand. We just coolin’, coolin’ down by de sea, Riddim in muh chest like it callin’ out to me. Sweet breeze blow, an’ de whole place glow — Bajan roots flowin’ slow‑slow, yuh know. [transition] [singer B] Pick up a shell… hear a voice say “ease yuh mind.” Could be de ocean… could be someting else. Could be de future talkin’ soft‑soft. Moon peek out, makin’ silver ’pon de foam, Night feel strange, like de sky ain’t fully home. Stars drop low, sittin’ quiet ’pon de reef, One wink at me — swear it grin wid gold teeth. De coconut tree lean closer like it hear, Say “man relax, nuttin’ ’bout hey to fear.” If yuh close yuh eyes, yuh might see de sea glow blue, Like it paintin’ pictures only de spirits knew. If yuh hold yuh breath, yuh might hear de sand sing, Soft like a lullaby wid a hidden lil’ sting. We just coolin’, coolin’ down by de sea, Riddim in muh chest like it callin’ out to me. Sweet breeze blow, an’ de whole place glow — Bajan roots flowin’ slow‑slow, yuh know. Coolin’, coolin’, coolin’ down by de sea… Where de night bend soft like a half‑forgotten memory. Breeze hush out… moon dip low… Island whisper: “Tek yuh time, tek it slow.” Riddim fade… but de dream still glow.