Ахаха я попросила ChatGPT сочинити пісню в стилі Кантрі про девелопера що зламав продакшен. Насолоджуйтеся:
(Verse 1)
In the heart of the city, beneath the neon lights,
I was coding away, chasing deadlines through the night.
Pushed my changes live, felt like a tech rodeo,
'Til the server crashed hard, and my heart sank low.
(Chorus)
Oh, I broke production, and I can't rollback,
Feels like I'm stuck in a cowboy's lasso trap.
Debugging through the night, trying to make it right,
Hoping I can fix it before the morning light.
(Verse 2)
Logs scrolling fast, like a river in the rain,
My coffee's gone cold, but I can't feel the pain.
"Undo" ain't an option, no safety net in sight,
Just me and my keyboard, in the silence of the night.
(Bridge)
Every line of code, a step on a tightrope,
Balancing on hope, searching for a way to cope.
In the world of tech, sometimes you win or learn,
Gotta keep the faith, for the tide to turn.
(Chorus)
Oh, I broke production, and I can't rollback,
Feels like I'm caught in a storm without a map.
But I'll keep on fighting, till I make it right,
In the code, I find my courage, in the code, I find my light.
(Tag)
Yes, in the code, I find my courage, in the code, I find my fight.
