With my pink bike I go to the ends of the world
Having a mirror, a spotlight, (on) my pink bike.
Big bosses passed me, limos and (even) old bikes
Only me and two little boys are left on the road
I wave goodbye to family home, I'm going to the ends of the world
Having a mirror, a spotlight, (on) my pink bike
"Gilgamesh, where are you hurrying to?
You will never find that life for which you are looking.
When the gods created man they allotted to him death,
but life they retained in their own keeping"