Искры dives into that electric moment when two people are pulled toward each other so strongly that the rest of the world seems to glitch and fade. Over drizzly streets and flickering street-lights, the narrator wants nothing more than to escape with his partner, shut out the noise of unanswered calls and outside expectations, and simply keep holding on. Every beat feels like a spark leaping from wet pavement — bright, short-lived, and unforgettable.
Yet beneath the rush there is uncertainty. The rain threatens to smother the fire, and missed connections hint that the romance might be slipping away. Still, the singer clings to the thrill of the present: exhaustion means nothing, sleep can wait, because in this night of neon reflections and racing hearts, their freedom is real. Искры captures that bittersweet mix of youthful boldness, fleeting magic, and the stubborn hope that the glow of these sparks will outshine the storm.