After every wave. There’s a moment of silence. At this moment you don’t know when. You don’t know how. But you know it’s coming. The next wave is coming. I know you love our waves. Well… Hope you’ll love our new wave as well. Our waves are Special. Confident. Stubborn. Inspiring. Loved by many. Hated by some. Creating dreams. Washing away dreams. Floating on the hope of a nation. Swimming in desire. Every wave is unique. But with the same dream. Different dreamers. Same dream. Different dreamers. Same dream. We know people made a lot of noise about us. How we walk. How we talk. How we dress. How we splash. We heard you. That’s okay. We just want to make more noise. We want to make them take off their hat. We want to create our waves. Different dreamers. Same dream. You don’t know when. You don’t know how. But you know. It’s coming. The new wave is coming.
