| We are undressed by the hot sun, we fool around in the summer, our footprints are on the sandy parquets. | 
| In the sea "from the bay-floundering" waves beat against the yacht, your skin is like velvet, | 
| in drops of water. | 
| Chorus: | 
| Ah, summer-summer, the crazy wave reminds me of your eyes. | 
| And even if I'm rocking, it's not from the storm - from your love. | 
| Ah, summer, summer, the crazy wave reminds me of your eyes. | 
| And even if I'm rocking, it's not from the storm - from your love. | 
| Like the shore and the sea, we converged on the open space, | 
| Our yacht "A more" is a paradise for two. | 
| Our lips and hands know everything about each other, | 
| Our summer in the south is the time of love. | 
| Chorus: | 
| Ah, summer-summer, the crazy wave reminds me of your eyes. | 
| And even if I'm rocking, it's not from the storm - from your love. | 
| Ah, summer, summer, the crazy wave reminds me of your eyes. | 
| And even if I'm rocking, it's not from the storm - from your love. | 
| Oh summer, summer... | 
| Ah, summer-summer, the crazy wave reminds me of your eyes. | 
| And even if I'm rocking, it's not from the storm - from your love. | 
| Ah, summer, summer, the crazy wave reminds me of your eyes. | 
| And even if I'm rocking, it's not from the storm - from your love. | 
| And even if I'm rocking, it's not from the storm - from your love. |