I Love My Bike [English translation]

After a night spent half-asleep

Afraid I won't hear the alarm

I woke up and I'm pissed off already

I feel like a drill is in my head

And have a scheduled treatment at the gym

I indeed, who had an excuse note as a kid

To miss the PE class

I have no choice now

After a night spent grinding my teeth as a dog

By and by my backbone is all loose

So I run and lift weights until it stops aching

I had no breakfast, I feel sick

And make 100 runs [1]

On the time I loose [1]

Because I'm still the same inside

But grow old on the outside

The journeys I don't make

The books I don't read

I have the bad habit of staying home

I swear I'll stop doing that tomorrow

But then I have a shower and feel better

Milan is all clogged in traffic

I cycle

And fuck you

REF. The more I cycle the less tired I feel (hey, with my bike) Everyone's at a stop but I keep going (with my bike) I love my bike - my bike - I love my bike - my bike - I love my bike - my bike - I love my bike - my bike

Oh, I wish I could show my bike to my baby self

It would be proud of how I look as a grown up

There's lights on the pedals

Chromed mirrors

And solar panel-powered radio

I'm not the gym-freak repentant junkie

And indeed I have a Guinness in the bottle rack

You can't jump like this with a Harley

And people admire it more than your Audi car

It was a Christmas present from my friends

It opens my heart just to think of it

And I even feel hungry

A Puglia-style focaccia [2] made by an Egyptian

I wolf it down, then get something to drink at the Green Dragon

The wind flows between the flats

It looks like Cape Verde

And I haven't seen a sun like this since '87

Say two old ladies on a bench

Air might be radio-active but my bike speeds off

REF. The more I cycle the less tired I feel (hey, with my bike) Everyone's at a stop but I keep going (with my bike) I love my bike - my bike - I love my bike - my bike - I love my bike - my bike - I love my bike - my bike

After a night spent half-asleep

Afraid I won't hear the alarm

I feel perfect now

And my granddad used to say "Thank God you have it,

So on your bike! Pedal up until your backbone breaks

Pedal up and don't even think of

Waking up pissed off again

Thank God you've got a career, that is so good

Although never certain

That keeps your head fresh

Teen years end, the angst stays

It's a good price to pay to have your life spiced up [3]

I wish I could digitalise this joy

And upload it on computers of freek-out people

Activate it whenever someone hates

Because I've found something precious

And inexpensive too: that the life and the bike

Follow the same principle

You need to keep moving to keep your balance.

• Artist:J-Ax
• Album:Meglio Prima (?) (2011)