4. Moto Guzzi - Thunder on the Gravel

Описание: Kickstand up
Heart kicks back
Old Moto Guzzi
Growls on track
Leather on my shoulders
Smell of fuel and rain
Norway in the mirror
Calling out my name

Cold wind biting
But the motor’s warm
Lakes like silver
Cutting through the storm
Waterfalls are roaring
As we hug the side
Gravel in my teeth
But I’m alive


Thunder on the gravel
Feel it in my bones
Good vibrations shaking through these winding roads
Sunshine
Rain
I’m flying under open sky
Every turn’s a story
Every mile’s a high
Thunder on the gravel
I was born to ride


Helmet full of voices
Friends up in my head
All the roads behind me
Everything they said
Spray from the river
Kicks across my face
Boots find balance
On this narrow trace

Clouds roll over
Then they crack to blue
Steel frame humming
Like it always knew
Water on the visor
Wipes away the doubt
Twist a little harder
Hear the engine shout


Don’t care where it goes
Crosswinds
Crosshairs
Cutting through the cold
Leather skin burning
Under northern light
If this is the edge
I’ll ride it all night


Gravel fades to silence
Motor cooling down
But the roar keeps echoing
In every sleeping town
When the sky says “go”
I’ll answer with a grin
Thunder on the gravel
Let the ride begin