Nothing's more precious than a wave Guide me forever, guide me well I know my tool and I'm doing well I know nothing except surfing on a wave Oh, sympathy Is all I see in your eyes My track's wavy It's coming from the stars Bag of wishes We make your wish come true, come true Make your wishes come true ♪ Gifted by the gods The troubadours are wonderful We're blessed by the Lords We marching on a freaky loop Coming from the top of the hill We play just for you Live it up, my baby Do not think about your issues Ye from Tripoli Metamorfosis Or Katerini Even from Paris We play loud like this Please don't miss my disk Nothing's more precious than a wave Guide me forever, guide me well I know my tool and I'm doing well I know nothing except surfing on a wave We're from a hill where gods play for real, yeah If you are sad Know, we play for your health, yeah (We're from a hill where gods play for real) bag of wishes, we make your wish come true, come true (If you are sad know) make your wishes come true (we play for you health, yeah) (We're from a hill where gods play for real) bag of wishes, we make your wish come true, come true (If you are sad know) make your wishes come true (we play for you health, yeah) (Nothing's more precious than a wave) (Guide me forever, guide me well) (I know my tool and I'm doing well) (I know nothing except surfing on a wave)