Strange was the night, and I laughed very bright 
The sun is rising and I'm lonely, what has happen? 
Beautiful land, bottle wine in my hand 
Part of the ocean, drinking in the sand. What? 

Wine in the sand, every day is weekend 
Nips of your memories you'll miss my friend, you'll miss it. 
Wine in the sand, and you accept no end 
Just raise your bottle, enter paradise, what a taste, yeah! 

Greatness is mine, I can't walk on a line 
Everything is fine till I've got enough wine 
I've got no trouble and that's good! 
What, we worry? 

Win in the sand, everyday is weekend 
Your horz porz memories will be your friend 
They'll stay forever 
Wine in the sand, and you accept no end 
So keep your horz porz memories 'till the end. 

Horz porz memories are coming to my mind! 
n.: Horz Porz (fam.) - (Something that kicks ass)