The city breathes very softly
The sky slowly turns blue
I am the woman on two wheels
My heart hums to the beat of the street
The night gently fades into gray
Streetlights blink like distant stars
My breath paints clouds into the light
I ride home in the first light
My little cosmos, just you and me
The city awakes, yet I stay free
On my bike, only morning with me
The tires sing on wet stone
A bird calls the day inside
I smile because everything is still open
I ride home in the first light
My little cosmos, just you and me
The city awakes, yet I stay free
On my bike, only morning with me
The door falls quietly into new luck
The morning belongs to me, bit by bit
Morgens auf Rädern
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