I dig my toes into the sand.
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket.
I lean against the wind, pretend that i am weightless and in this moment i am happy, happy.
[Chorus:]
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here.
I lay my head onto the sand.
The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it.
I'm counting ufo's.
I signal them with my lighter
and in this moment i am happy, happy.
[Chorus]
The world's a roller coaster and I am not strapped in.
Maybe I should hold with care,but my hands are busy in the air.
[Chorus]
Хочу, чтобы ты была здесь
Я зарываю пальцы в песок…
Океан похож на тысячи алмазов,
Разбросанных по голубому покрывалу.
Я опираюсь на ветер,
Притворяюсь невесомым,
В эту минуту я счастлив… счастлив.
Хочу, чтобы ты была здесь
Я кладу голову на песок…
Небо похоже на балдахин с подсветкой
И проделанными в нем отверстиями.
Считаю НЛО,
Сигналю им своим фонариком,
И в эту минуту я счастлив… счастлив.
Мир – это американские горки,
А я не пристегнут,
Наверное, я должен из осторожности держаться,
Но у меня заняты руки, я показываю тебе:
Хочу, чтобы ты была здесь
I Dig My Toes Into The Sand.
The Ocean Looks Like a Thousand Diamonds Strewn Across a Blue Blanket.
I Lean Against The Wind, Pretend That I Am Weightless and In This Moment I Am Happy, Happy.
[Chorus:]
I WISH You WERE HERE
I WISH You WERE HERE
I WISH You WERE HERE
I Wish You Were Here.
I Lay My Head Onto The Sand.
The Sky Resembles a backlit canopy with holes punchd in it.
I'm Counting UFO's.
I Signal Them with My Lighter
And in this moment i am happy, happy.
[Chorus]
The World's A Roller Coaster and I Am Not Strapped in.
Maybe I Should Hold With Care, But My Hands Are Business in the Air.
[Chorus]
I want you to be here
I cut my fingers in the sand ...
Ocean is like thousands of diamonds,
Scattered through the blue bedspread.
I rely on the wind
Pretend to be weightless
At that moment I am happy ... happy.
I want you to be here
I put my head on the sand ...
The sky is like a backlit cable
And the holes done in it.
I consider UFO,
Signal to them with their flashlight
And at that moment I am happy ... happy.
The world is American slides,
And I am not fastened,
Probably, I have to hold out of caution,
But I have hands busy, I show you:
I want you to be here
