APRIL ON THE HARLEY

Twisting turning through the mountain roads,

Clouds above us 

Angels around us,

Twisting

Turning up the mountain roads.

How fast we go for a very long time,

Twisting

Turning up the mountain roads.

Breathing the air,

The sweet wild air,

Twisting turning up the mountain roads.

Arms around you, always

My love,

Up and down the mountain roads.