Verse 1:
I was in the surfing mecca on my holidays
where places offered fun and big waves
in the last tropical environment
I experience fabulous moments,
idyllic sense of health and vibrancy
without pollution, crowds and violence.
Once in the big swell looming from the ocean
I saw a surfing buddy Hellman.
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Hellman, Hellman
caught a cloudbreak
he looked calm, relaxed and brave,
but fear kept the edge on him
as the tube reeled to the reef.
Verse2:
His surfing was wild and insane
He was riding the 60-feet wave,
plunging across the water wall,
balancing like acrobat without a pole,
lured only by machismo and money,
he ended his dangerous journey,
when water barrel rolled and smashed
and he disappeared in the whitewash.
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