You’re right, “I’m fine” is NOT an acceptable answer! I love his music!💜💜💜

The child in yellow coat is himself, yet introverted, revealing his face to the public.

At the end of the clip, that little boy is Azahriah when he was young. Thank you for the wonderful reaction.😍

Very cool analysis, thank you again! ❤

I like how much you pick up just from the music (and maybe from the video), without the lyrics, and it totally makes sense in the context of the lyrics ...great reaction 😉

This song is Azahriah's anthem. In spring, he sang this in front of 60,000 people every day for 3 days in the Puskas stadium... Search for him.. Azahriah Puskas...

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I think that boy at the end of the video is him when he was young. In some weird CGI way. 😁

The way he sings is not normal in the Hungarian language either. He is a genius, an artist.

Spot on interpretation as usual. 👌 The translation sounded mostly right, but what Google translated as "baby" should be more like "puppet" referring to the yellow figure chasing him. And the figure is meant to be revealed as his younger self although the execution made it quite creepy.

strange face in the end is the young azi

Danke reaktio!👍 AZI EUROPA TOUR 2024! AZI MULTI TAKENT!!!

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Hi! Take a look at Azariah-Cipoe. Really good lyrics, and a different vibe.

Komoly h már külföldiek elemzik és dicsérik a zenéit, beszarnék ha valami világsztárral lenne lassan zenéje .

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The yello

This song lyrics with google translator may not be good. Oh ba-ba-my friend I'm sorry I wasn't good to you (I say) At night on the cobblestone roads I saw a group having fun And I wondered how long ago it was That I felt like a child Come come When I was a child, I was addicted to concrete After all, a palace doesn't expect miracles anymore He just hangs out on the roads alone Until our last hour struck (goodbye) He could never wait long enough, so he buries again One hundred and one bad memories from childhood The image he wants you to see sticks to his face But he never really comes back I would change every night and morning I promise to take control, which has been waiting for me for a long time Don't be angry if I'm a bit of a slob, but what harm could I do to you? If I don't write, I won't answer when you call, I don't understand what you're crying about I also hate being locked up (and I'm eating chili Soba in the room) I surround myself with a wall to separate myself Trust me I didn't ask for that Let it end like this The pit is also deep Baby, don't be afraid I see the end of the tunnel at the end of the tunnel Light that you steal I'm not on top today Because my existence is in crisis Just say you're fine or don't be afraid Let's try to live All this is just a small thing in the big world I think that what was beautiful is only what was a long time ago That's just the grief in question Madness is catching up And all my nightmares When I'm ready to rest, he is You can never wait long enough Well, he's buried again All the old pain and sorrow But don't worry about me, please, I'm still very good Just think of me when I never get up again I would change every night and morning But I would lock myself up every night and morning I would change every night and morning But it closes every night and morning