Życie to surfing [English translation]

Tired night, creased whiteness

The sun, though pale, is scorching me.

Someone won a race, someone gave himself up.

More comfortably is not know the truth.

Get up, life is a surfing, so don't be afraid of tides.

Get up, life is a surfing, so don't be afraid of tides.

Slowly I'm washing the fear off from my body,

I'm moisturizing my face with happiness, put aside a noise

And in the arms of new day

I exchange shame for pride, I'm standing up.

Get up, life is a surfing, so don't be afraid of tides.

Get up, life is a surfing, so don't be afraid of tides.