​[Chorus - Instant Start] ​[Explosive Balkan/Romani drop, immediate fast 7/8 rhythm, virtuoso clarinet, group vocal harmonies] [Lead & Band - Maximum energy, sung together] As below, as above! As below, as above! What you send comes back to you, What you keep turns into love! (Opa, Romale, opa!) As below, as above! As below, as above! Caught inside this endless loop, And I cannot get enough! ​[Interlude - Musician Dialogue] ​[Beat drops to loose nylon guitar strumming, wooden chair sliding, guitar tuning] [Musician 1 - Spoken, warm Romani voice]: "Te Aven Bahtale! Clarinet, accordion... are we in tune?" [Musician 2]: "Ready brother, count us back into that 7/8 rhythm!" [Nylon guitar tremolo starts fast, accordion enters with a slide] ​[Verse 1] ​[Walking upright bass, syncopated congas, nylon guitar strumming] [Lead Vocal - Warm melodic folk delivery] You write it in the dust, I read it in the rain. What falls down from your hand, Climbs back into my vein! ​Little signs upon the sink, Little marks upon the wall, Every crack upon the floor, Says that I have felt it all! ​[Pre-Chorus] ​[Hand percussion builds up, snapping fingers, rising accordion] [Lead Vocal - Rising melodic tension, rhythmic singing] If it starts up in the sky, It will land upon the square! What we try so hard to hide, Still hangs heavy in the air! ​[Chorus] ​[Full Ensemble Explosion - High energy, virtuoso clarinet, group singing] [Lead & Band] As below, as above! As below, as above! What you send comes back to you, What you keep turns into love! (Opa, Romale, opa!) As below, as above! As below, as above! Caught inside this endless loop, And I cannot get enough! ​[Interlude - Live Studio Jam & Musician Dialogue] ​[Accordion & Clarinet virtuoso call-and-response solo, foot tapping heavily on wooden floor] [Musician 1 - Shouting in background]: "Opa! Devla, devla! Play it faster, phrala!" [Musician 2 - Laughing while playing]: "My fingers are burning, brother!" [Musician 3 - Spoken]: "Don't stop, keep that 7/8 rolling!" [Fast handclaps, clarinet playing a high-speed flourish] ​[Verse 2] ​[Bass and rhythm drop to low key, intimate acoustic mood] [Lead Vocal - Soft, emotional singing style] Your name upon my tongue, Like a coin inside my palm. Old truths within the dark, Staying heavy, staying calm. ​I put out every flame, Yet it stays inside the smoke. What we never dare to say, Is the speech the night once spoke! ​[Pre-Chorus] ​[Hand percussion re-enters rapidly, building up tension] [Lead Vocal - Dynamic rising vocal] If it starts up in the sky, It will land upon the square! What we try so hard to hide, Still hangs heavy in the air! ​[Chorus] ​[Full Ensemble Peak Energy - Shouts, group harmonies, driving rhythm] [Lead & Band - Sung together with full power] As below, as above! As below, as above! What you send comes back to you, What you keep turns into love! (Opa, Romale, opa!) As below, as above! As below, as above! Caught inside this endless loop, And I cannot get enough! ​[Outro - Dialogue & Studio Wind-Down] ​[Tempo slows down organically, nylon guitar tremolo fades out] [Lead Vocal - Gentle fading melody]: As below... as above... Before the night is dead and gone. ​[Clarinet plays one last long, fading note] [Musician 1 - Spoken softly]: "Te Aven Bahtale, that was the one!" [Musician 2 - Spoken, laughing]: "Pour us another glass of wine, my hands need a break..." [Sound of glass clinking, wooden chairs moving, soft room laughter as instruments are set down] [End]