Imagine tumbling out into the electric Berlin night, sleep-deprived and wide-eyed, where every flashing strobe turns the city into an upside-down cathedral. Berlino drops you straight into that frenzy. NASKA, Gemitaiz and Greg Willen paint Kreuzberg’s streets with neon chaos: four-day benders, taxi rides hiding mysterious packages, and club doors that feel like gates to another realm. The chorus chants like a distorted hymn, blending Italian slang, German countdowns and a playful “la-la-la” that masks the creeping feeling of losing control.
Beneath the party glow the track hints at something darker. The artists wrestle with their own “diavoli,” teetering between thrill and burnout while everything—vision, reason, even friendships—melts around them. Berlino is both a celebration of wild freedom and a cautionary snapshot of hedonism’s price, capturing that unforgettable night when fear, delirium and euphoria collide in the city that never quite lets you return the same.