I've got the smell of tar in my nose
That's because I drove through that unfinished road on my bike
motorbike
I've got the taste of tar in my mouth
That's because I drove through that unfinished road on my bike
motorbike
I've the image of tar on my shirt
That's because I drove through that unfinished road on my bike
motorbike
Anna and I are on a motorbike on bad roads
We see a lot, We see a lot
We laugh together, cry together
fear together, are near together
Anna says to me: "I dont wanna die"
Anna says to me: "I dont wanna die"
She says: "I'm too old to die"
"If I should have dies young, I should have died years ago"
"If I should have dies young, I should have died years ago"
I've got the sound of tar in my ears
That's because I drove through that unfinished road on my bike
motorbike