It's vacation, sweetheart, no spine loose
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Have fun with us before it's too late
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It's summer with scabs, in the mountains, by the water, in the woods
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Have fun with us before fall comes
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Holidays, dear, warm, the drums are rumbling
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Live with us before it's too late
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It's a summer with scabs, the music is moving
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Have fun with us before fall comes
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The sun is shining, the sweat on my forehead
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You want to go to the water
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Don't forget to take the short gagalot
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Old people, toddlers, by car or on a wheel
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Summer rooms or under a tent
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Who likes what who likes what
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As long as you do not get bored, do not lose your mind
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All together here today, highlanders, hanysy or Kashubians
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Dogs to the kennel, empty clubs, time for a fat open air
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The loudspeaker rumbles, the vodka in the well is cooling
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One hasn't had a drink in a hundred days, the other hasn't had a drink in two days
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Everywhere full of impressions, queues at the lolbar
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Jokes, comments on plans and dreams
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Love and music go hand in hand
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In the morning, sounds of nature - the hosts got up
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Then fury music
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And lots of events
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And in the evening a ball by the fire and guitar
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Long run-up and high jump
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When you see such a flight, you don't have to ask who it is
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3oda hats, towels and slippers
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We chill over the water, if you want, come and have a drink with us
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I also like beer and grill, I would give my last hundred for those warm days
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And when winter comes, don't worry about anything
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You will quickly get back to those moments by firing this beat
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I know you want to feel about it too
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You better hurry up, because you don't have time anymore
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Summer is ending, see you next year
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Look for us at concerts, you will find this power there
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It is a pity that we only have three months of summer
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But that's what makes these three months so hot
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Where the sun is, you will find 3oda, brother
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The season is ending, but the world is not ending
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It's vacation, sweetheart, no spine loose
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Have fun with us before it's too late
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It's summer with scabs, in the mountains, by the water, in the woods
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Have fun with us before fall comes
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Holidays, dear, warm, the drums are rumbling
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Live with us before it's too late
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It's a summer with scabs, the music is moving
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Have fun with us before fall comes
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I'm so fucking happy
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Towel prepared
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Already Jot sucked on the bottle first
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This is good, because at least his laughter has died down
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The glamor of the Parchs did not get tired even before they got in
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But we are
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I don't want to bathe because something stinks here
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I said don't take the girls
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Uu punch rushes like one hundred and forty
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And it's on reverse, well
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The day is really beautiful, it's beautiful
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I love the slack, the three of them in the back
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Jot, Meter, in the middle of Bu
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Fat, Belly front, chilie
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Let me revive the charm of the renovation break
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Reset is a record-breaking holiday
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You will withdraw the Oktober fest with liquidity
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Like a three-day rap festival in Hradec Kralove
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At least three weeks on the card
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Weekend for a firecracker
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The flows are a unique blend
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I praise the persuasion and deliberation
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Find a getaway where coral reefs
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These are concerts, sonny
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Chytom fleeting moments like the times of motorbikes
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By speech, by deed, a scab? |
cape
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What is live on a large screen
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Here's a funfair? |
parking
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It shines with energy, whether light or dark
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Although most of the time you have to stand
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Sometimes it is impossible to sleep, I remember the mountains, the sea
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Going to the pond
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Holidays are not offered by any travel agency
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Almost free with music, this power of integration
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It's vacation, sweetheart, no spine loose
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Have fun with us before it's too late
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It's summer with scabs, in the mountains, by the water, in the woods
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Have fun with us before fall comes
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Holidays, dear, warm, the drums are rumbling
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Live with us before it's too late
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It's a summer with scabs, the music is moving
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Have fun with us before fall comes
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It's vacation, and a scab |