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