[Lyric] Riding High (Persian Risk)

Wheels I feel them turning
Rubber roll I smell them burning
Speed is my desire
To quench this thirst it takes me higher
My daring trick is to loop the loop of fire
On my machine filled with fuel, I am the flyer

Here in the morning, takes, riding high
It's never too much for me, I live and die

Close to death is the road I will ride
Man and machine filled with fuel
With you by my side
Wind and rain stormy weather
Into the valley of the shadows I go
With you, by my side, I am the flyer

Hеre in the morning, takes, riding high
It's nеver too much for me, I live and die

Wheels I feel them turning
Rubber roll I smell them burning
Speed is my desire
To quench this thirst it takes me higher
My daring trick is to lop the loop of fire
On my machine filled with fuel
I am the flyer
Here in the morning, takes, riding high