I
It is said (you stupid!)
Playing with balls on the sand
Is dangerous
They are my clothes
They are my only son
That preach
The long-lasting death
Of the Sun of the Beach
In yellow shit
The ball you hit
You never stop
Once you admit
And here I comes with heat!

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You can't learn and I can't teach
You must believe so you can see
The wave, the ocean, the me
The wonderful Sun of the Beach

II

I am the Sun of the Beach
That you will never reach
You can read but you can't touch
And neither can you feel and write
Making sense of what my Dada's saying
In long and wordless praying?
I'm the one above this time the sea
You can't see me
Big and proud and rich
In sexy roundedness
In the middle of nothing
I am the Sun of the Beach.