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6. Moto Guzzi - When the Day and the V 85 wakes up

When the Day and the V 85 wakes up Golden light breaks the edge of the sky One last sip of coffee, watching shadows fly Zip up the leather, feel the weight on my back Stepping into the garage, eyes on the track The door slides open, she’s waiting in the shade The finest piece of art that Mandello ever made. Push the button, hear the thunder rise The V-twin wakes under crimson skies A twist of the wrist, a roar so loud Singing her Italian song, fierce and proud Between the North and the Baltic Sea My V85 is the soul of me. Rolling out the driveway, kicking up the dust In the spirit of the eagle, we put our trust Through the sweeping curves and the mountain height Chasing down the rhythm of the morning light Through the deepest woods and the valleys wide One single heartbeat on this restless ride. We don’t care if the heavens open wide Rain or storm, we’ve got nowhere to hide Sun on the chrome or grey in the air When the Guzzi sings, we’re already there. From the salty coast to the eastern shore Winding through the world, asking for more But the sun goes down, the journey ends Back to the silence where the road unbends Into the garage, clicking off the light A tired warrior in the cooling night. The pulse slows down, the heat begins to fade Resting in the shadows that the engine made A soft crackle and hiss as the metal cools Back to the world of rhythm and rules Quietly she whispers, as the day turns blue... Just a Guzzi dream, waiting for the dew.