I want to go to the sea
I want to go to the sea
I want to go to the sea
I want some salt
I want to go to the sea on Monday
but yes, but yes, on Monday, on Monday....
Another beer that I drink
It's hot as hell, I can't stand it anymore
If I stay in the shadow, sun reaches me
It's like the Equador, it looks like Africa in the city
in the swimming pool I can't see blue anymore
We're one thousand or maybe more than one hundred
If I close my eyes, I see the sea
But there's no sea in the city
I'd like.... I'd like.... I'd like
to go to the sea or somewhere else
to have a little breath of heaven
I'd like to go to the sea, to the sea on Monday
to send work out to hell
and then singing together sea, sea, sea, sea
spending a whole day lying in the sun, oh, oh, oh, oh
and then stay together in the sea, sea, sea, sea
to turn myself more tanned every time, oh, oh, oh, oh
I want to go to the sea on Monday, on Monday
Between buildings I don't feel bad at all
Another shower, I can't hold it anymore
I look at the bottom of a glass
The time goes by, who knows where you are
If tonight there is one more star
I hold your pillow where you sleep on
If I close my eyes and I dream of the sea
But there's no sea in the city
I'd like...I'd like....I'd
I'd like to go to the sea or somewhere else
to have a little breath of heaven
I'd like to go to the sea, to the sea on Monday
to send work out to hell
and then singing together sea, sea, sea, sea
spending a whole day lying in the sun, oh, oh, oh, oh
and then stay together in the sea, sea, sea, sea
to turn myself more tanned every time, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'd like to go to the sea, sea, sea, sea
to send work out to hell oh, oh, oh, oh
I'd like to go to the sea, sea, sea, sea
to turn myself more tanned every time
Oh, how tanned I am...
I want to go, I want to go to the sea
I want some salt
My dear ma'am, how do you do, how are you
But how you turned youself, beautiful, tanned tanned tanned
And like last year, we're now on holidays
And what do we do tonight? We're going out
We go or we don't go, we go or we don't go, but where do we go?
How good, how it tans, how cool, what a world!
Go! Let's go, fatty to dance to rock and mambo.
And then when they say I copy Celentano
a little bit of Vasco Rossi
that I am a cheeky man
And then?
Meanwhile we go to the sea....and then we'll see...
Let's go, let's go, fatty...you swim so good
You swim so good, fatty
Let's go to the sea on Monday
Let's go to the sea on Monday