we did escape from the Surfer's Night
we did surf on a higher water
we could'nt control our measures heights
...last night I dreamed about her...
If only death becomes a goal
there's no restrictions to be mad
where all the "goodtime" walks
no need to say "goodbye"
I know you've acted like a flare
because of the decision to be wild
we'd like to lose our heads
at least we've had a good time
we'd like to beat through another wave
we took the boards through another border
we can control how high's our pleasures now
but we can't control the water
If only death becomes a goal
there's no restrictions to be mad
where all the "goodtime" walks
no need to say "goodbye"
I know you've rounded off your song
through gaily echoes from the clouds
you took the headhigh waves
and faced them in the moonlight
we did surf on a higher water
we could'nt control our measures heights
...last night I dreamed about her...
If only death becomes a goal
there's no restrictions to be mad
where all the "goodtime" walks
no need to say "goodbye"
I know you've acted like a flare
because of the decision to be wild
we'd like to lose our heads
at least we've had a good time
we'd like to beat through another wave
we took the boards through another border
we can control how high's our pleasures now
but we can't control the water
If only death becomes a goal
there's no restrictions to be mad
where all the "goodtime" walks
no need to say "goodbye"
I know you've rounded off your song
through gaily echoes from the clouds
you took the headhigh waves
and faced them in the moonlight