Modern Talking: para mí, un sinónimo de nostalgia... (Be quiet... Be quiet) Sail across the universe All the magic here on earth Slipping and sliding, rolling and riding to you, my love. Summer breeze reminded me love was wild, and love was free Memories were hiding Babe, you'll come riding to me. PRE-CHORUS: Wild wild water brings me back to you - over and over. Wild wild water, babe, still missing you - over and over. CHORUS: Wild wild water, free as the wind in the summer sky. Wild wild water, brings back the love that just won't die. (Be quiet... Be quiet) Silver water, evening tide brings that girl back to my side Slipping and sliding, rolling and riding to you, my love. You'll be coming back some day Do what wanna come what may Memories were hiding Babe, you'll come riding to me. PRE-CHORUS CHORUS (P) 1985 BMG Ariola München GmbH