It was a stroke of luck to get lost Between these waves every thought flies away You will see how to look at the sun The sand shoots with your words And this summer is full of freedom Of sea, of love, of guarana We hit each other without guns And your skin tastes like guacamole But you really, really Ask me to fly to a serene sky Answer me why not Let's send this shot down I'll tell you what I want That this night could last Like summer at the equator And what happens, happens No one will say it From your lips let me disappear Like a lemon ice cream And what happens, happens No one will care Except that they have Bare feet when the sun rises Around with half-broken bikes Old stories that the asphalt melts Our love is coming back But you really, really August lasts twice as long if we don't pull the brake Answer me why not If you're bluffing I'll see I'll tell you what I want That this night could last Like summer at the equator And what happens, happens No one will say it From your lips let me disappear Like a lemon ice cream And what happens, happens No one will care Except that they have Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh That this night could last Like summer at the equator And what happens, happens No one will say it Shhh