Liberica. Jazz cafe music for Relaxing, Studying and Working. Music Video. Bos San Tos

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Liberica

In the corner of this cafe glow,
A Liberica brew starts the show.
The steam spirals like a dancer’s spin,
A quiet rhythm, let the night begin.

Amber lights on the brickwork cast,
Shadows that whisper of loves long past.
The piano hums, a soft serenade,
For hearts entwined in a moonbound escapade.

Liberica sips and a glance that stays,
The taste of the beans and your honeyed ways.
Each note’s a touch, each word a brush,
In the spellbound air, there’s no need to rush.

Brushed drums kiss the dim-lit air,
And the saxophone croons, "Beware, beware."
For love’s a tune that’s sweet but sly,
Like the bitter charm in your Liberica’s sigh.

Take a breath of warmth, let the night recline,
Fingers trace the rim of that coffee divine.
A melody lingers in the smoky haze,
Softly swaying through the caffeinated maze.

Liberica sips and a glance that stays,
The taste of the beans and your honeyed ways.
Each note’s a touch, each word a brush,
In the spellbound air, there’s no need to rush.