[Verse 1]
It’s been clear since morning,
The temperature is soaring.
I duck into the shade of the trees to escape the blazing midsummer sun.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
A massive chorus of cicadas fills the air.
I can hardly bear the sound.
[Chorus 1]
Cutting through the wind,
The road stretches on endlessly;
I keep riding my motorcycle over the rolling ups and downs.
[Verse 2]
Carrying my helmet and backpack,
I head to where my motorcycle is parked,
Insert the key and turn it.
I hit the starter button to fire up the engine.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I put on my helmet and gloves,
Swing a leg over the seat, and shift into first gear.
[Chorus 2]
Cutting through the wind,
The road stretches on endlessly;
I keep riding my motorcycle over the rolling ups and downs.
[Verse 3]
Twisting the throttle and engaging the clutch,
My motorcycle picks up speed rapidly;
The scenery streams by behind me
As I cruise briskly along the coastal highway.
[Pre-Chorus 3]
With the sound of the engine and the sea breeze,
I’ll ride on without a care.
[Chorus 3]
Cutting through the wind,
The road stretches on endlessly;
I keep riding my motorcycle over the rolling ups and downs.
[Bridge]
I park the motorcycle in a covered lot and step into an air-conditioned building.
Both human and machine need to cool down.
[Final Chorus]
Cutting through the wind,
The road stretches on endlessly;
I keep riding my motorcycle over the rolling ups and downs.
[Outro]
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