It must be at least two hours since it's half past eleven
And the universe is against me, demanding revenge
For that butt that I absentmindedly threw on the ground
Or for getting used to war
That I don't even want to sing in the shower anymore
Or thinking of London while watching the rain fall
Because she took away my umbrella and the sand from my hourglass
But now I'm going to fill it
And I walk at a slow pace
Towards the end of the world
With the shirt and flip flops
You can find me at the usual beach
You can find me at the usual beach
You can find me at the usual beach
I've been waiting for the promised summer for at least two years
But I'm out of shape and in a low mood
Despite everything, I just want a mint ice lolly
That taking a breath is a choice
And I walk at a slow pace
Towards the end of the world
With the shirt and flip flops
You can find me at the usual beach
You can find me at the usual beach
You can find me at the usual beach
I just want to comment on the bottoms
Incorrect like an 80s film by Vanzina
Feeling like the emperor while drinking a Corona
Feeling alive and playing dead in the middle of the pool
And if you miss me you could have thought about it before
You can find me at the usual beach