Night rider Музыка. Мотивация английский язык..

[Verse 1]
Sunset,
The wind rages behind my wet back.
Three atmospheres in the wheels—let it be so!
My bike is ready, we are alone on the planet.
Let there be a hundred miles ahead,
And the rubber melts on the asphalt—forward!

[Verse 2]
My mountain bike is my faithful friend,
It obeys my hands on sharp turns.
The green sea rages around,
Its character is equal to storms!
The spokes are strong,
It withstands the blows of fate and the roads.
Like a wild mustang on fiery trails,
It rushes through the night, not sparing its legs.

[Bridge]
With a strong chain, a reliable link,
We are firmly bound for many years.

I could have protected her, but
Wild blood cried out: "Hello!"

And a tsunami washed away my last doubts.

[Chorus]
Fly, rider, fly!
Pedal faster!
A tailwind whistles at our backs,
So we can race even faster!
Fly, rider, to your dream,
Merging with your bike.
Like a winged bird over the abyss of days,
Soar where you're destined to fly!

[Verse 3]
We've known falls, we've known pain,
But together we've walked through fire and fear.
We've thrown off the chains,
By willpower in a wild, blazing fire!
Fly, rider, higher and angrier,
Pedal even faster!

[Verse 4]
Fly to your dream, you and your bike are one,
Your iron friend breathes in time with you. Hold on to the handlebars if you skid,
Stay in the saddle, 'cause this is your fight.

Our path is through steep climbs and descents,
Through the cold peaks and the arduous climb.
We will endure everything,
on the narrow path,
For faith in it lights the fire!

[Bridge 2]
In our sport, risk is justified:
Ups, falls, the sweetness of victory.
The finish line is on the brink, and a burning brake disc is our only true answer!

[Chorus]
Fly, racer, fly!
Pedals faster!
A tailwind whistles at our backs,
So that we race with greater force!
Fly, racer, to your dream,
To become one with your bike.
Like a winged bird over the abyss of days,
Soar to where you are destined to fly!

[Conclusion]
Our sport is risk, ups and downs,
The bitterness of loss and the scars of resentment.

But the finish line at the edge of the abyss is the crowning glory of all the work,
and a mad passion burns in the heart.
After all, life is all about speed, and we're at the edge!