Lyrics of proud choice by Zhang Jie

Hold the source of hot blood with your left hand

Raise your right hand and be competitive

I've always enjoyed the competition

The first figure to cross the finish line

It's not the machine that pushes it to the end

It's the speed and passion of life

I never cared about the voice of conformity

Except for the roar of my engine

Turn around and lose the uneasiness of weightlessness

The fairy tale is short of repetition

Won the unique experience of another breakthrough

Maybe you're starting to get bored

When I roar past

This dizzy moment without me

It's my proud choice

Doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle

My proud choice

Doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle

Proud choice

Hold the source of hot blood with your left hand

Raise your right hand and be competitive

I've always enjoyed the competition

The first figure to cross the finish line

It's not the machine that pushes it to the end

It's the speed and passion of life

I never cared about the voice of conformity

Except for the roar of my engine

Turn around and lose the uneasiness of weightlessness

The fairy tale is short of repetition

Won the unique experience of another breakthrough

Maybe you're starting to get bored

When I roar past

This dizzy moment without me

It's my proud choice

Maybe you're starting to get bored

When I roar past

This dizzy moment without me

Proud proud proud proud proud

You're starting to get bored

When I roar past

This dizzy moment without me

Proud choice

Maybe you're starting to get bored

When I roar past

This dizzy moment without me

proud

Doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle

Doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle

Proud choice