Jerry MAi The road calls me along

The scorching asphalt runs ahead
Where heaven and earth dance the foxtrot
The silence of the void, only a rumble in my chest
I leave all that is already behind

I fly through the years, towards the wind
To where the night star shines
Freedom tastes like salty surf
The road calls me along

Mirages bloom in a feverish delirium
I walk along this endless path
The steering wheel is at hand, my engine is a faithful friend
I hold a centuries-old conversation with silence

I fly through the years, towards the wind
To where the night star shines
Freedom tastes like salty surf
The road calls me along

I fly through the years, towards the wind
To where the night star shines
Freedom tastes like salty surf
The road calls me along

The road calls me along

The road calls me along