I’ll be a cleaner on the beach in the Canaries, if I get lucky, I’ll lie dreamily on my bunk and no one will stop me from dreaming.
They brought the gangplank onto the Caravelle liner and the stewardess burned me with a smiley face, and the boys below were looking dumbstruck at all my Canary affairs.
Kana-Kana-Kanary, farewell, commissars! I decide to take a long, long flight.
Kana-Kana-Kanary, I’m flying alone, without a partner, whoever doesn’t take risks doesn’t drink champagne!
So I fly to the Canary Islands: there is a clean beach and the sun is shining, I start container-bars with them, but no one there gives a hair dryer!
Kana-Kana-Kanary, farewell, commissars! I decide to take a long, long flight.
Kana-Kana-Kanary, I’m flying alone, without a partner, whoever doesn’t take risks doesn’t drink champagne!
They say something to me, and I sense that it’s a mess, they advise me to go home, that I’m still three years away from the beach, that I’m in prison for three more years!..
Kana-Kana-Kanary, farewell, commissars! I decide to take a long, long flight.
Kana-Kana-Kanary, I’m flying alone, without a partner, whoever doesn’t take risks doesn’t drink champagne!
The one who doesn't take risks is the one.
