Cykler uden hænder [English translation]

The asphalt is perfect

The sun hits my bicycle chain

I quickly look back

Before I take my hands off for a while

The wind whistles through my hair

While my body understands

Good balance

Otherwise it will hurt

Oh the feeling

When I'm cycling without hands

When I'm cycling without hands

Oh the feeling

It's just me and my friends

Who are cycling without hands

Me and my friends

Me and my friends

Me and my friends

Oh the feeling

Oh the feeling

Ready and with a tense facial expression

Well dressed with fashionable colours

I shout: Here I come

The champion of Lærkevej

Everyone here is from my hood

We're a little like a rock club

And with one hand

And with the other hand

Oh the feeling

When I'm cycling without hands

Oh the feeling

When I'm cycling without hands

Oh the feeling

It's just me and my friends

Who are cycling without hands

Me and my friends

Me and my friends

Me and my friends

Oh the feeling

Oh the feeling

Me and my friends

Cycling without hands

Oh the feeling

Me and my friends

Oh the feeling

Cycling without hands

Oh the feeling

• Artist:Hej Matematik
• Album:Selvfed