Después el mundo pasarlo rapide
Estes una calma de un cuerpo
Y una persona necicite nadie
Cuando que monte un moto
A new sort if exhaustion
Like the one I get when traveling
Always moving
Absorbing everything
Unfamiliar smells and sounds
This is that augmented
Sweaty and stuck with exhaust and dirt
Moving on a road
faster than ever I've ridden
The wind pushing to and fro