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We did escape from the Surfer's Night
We did surf on a higher water
We couldn't control how high's our pleasures now
...last night I dreamed about her...

If only death becomes a goal
There's no restrictions to be mad
Where all the good time walks
No need for saying "goodbye"

I know you've acted like a flare
Because of 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 good time walks
no need for saying "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

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