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4. Moto Guzzi - Thunder on the Gravel

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