They covered up the tracks, they masked it all so fine.
Go on to scould me, let public gust to rise on:
Horizon痴 finish point, skyline is finish line,
I have to be the first who reached horizon!
Conditions of the bet wasn稚 liked so straight away
Dividing betting hands with some reluctance.
Condition was the one: to ride along highway,
Just right along, no turns no matter happens.
I知 reeling up the miles on cardan shaft.
In parallel to wires my way is graphed.
The shadow is racing past before capote,
Is it black cat or person in black coat?
I know they値l try to poke the sticks into my spokes.
I understand their tricks, attempts to discommode,
I know where they値l break my run with no remorse,
And where the rope is pulled across my road.
This speed! A grain of sand gains strength of bullet flight,
And still I sink to hell the speedo pointer,
I squeeze the steering wheel, I feel the cramps in hands,
Until the bolts are tightened, rush, I gotta!
I知 reeling up the miles on cardan shaft.
In vertical to wires my way is graphed.
The bolts are tightening... Race is heck of reckless,
Unless the rope is rised to where my neck is.
The road asphalt melts, the wheel protectors seethe.
The outcome is close and sick in stomach.
In speed my naked breast is tearing off the rope.
Alive! You can take off your mournful garment!
They forced me to this bet, with terms are just so tough,
Dishonorable in bets and calculations.
Excitement makes me drunk, but still to say above,
I brake on slippery turns, remnants of patience.
I知 reeling up the miles on cardan shaft.
No matter wires, ropes or else are graphed.
You need to help the loosers, hold their temper,
When I get to horizon forte sempre.
Horizon is away, I知 not at the skyline,
I haven稚 torn it yet, but rope is over, it is!
My precious stubborn neck is saved for a while,
But from the bush is shooting to my wheels.
You know this weren稚 bucks To make me go the tracks.
I just was asked not to miss the moment.
Was asked to find it out, the limits of the ground,
To push horizons more than humans known at.
I知 reeling up the miles on cardan shaft.
I know, I値l trick away your shooting craft.
I知 on the way, but brakes go out... Coda!
I知 missing the horizon, going further...
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