Strange was the night, and I laughed very bright

The sun is rising and I`m lonely, what has happen?

Beautiful land, bottle wine in my hand

Part of the ocean, drinking in the sand. What?
Wine in the sand, every day is weekend

Nips of your memories you`ll miss my friend, you`ll miss it.

Wine in the sand, and you accept no end

Just raise your bottle, enter paradise, what a taste, yeah!
Greatness is mine, I can`t walk on a line

But this harmonic taste in my brain must be a sign

Everything is fine till I`ve got enough wine

I`ve got no trouble and that`s good!

What, we worry?
Win in the sand, everyday is weekend

Your horz porz memories will be your friend

They`ll stay forever

Wine in the sand, and you accept no end

So keep your horz porz memories `till the end.
Horz porz memories are coming to my mind!!!
n.: Horz Porz (fam.) - (Something that kicks ass)