If you intend to know who I am
I can tell you
Get in my car and on the road to Santos
You will know me
You will think that I don't even like me
And that at my age
Only speed moves with me
I walk alone
And on my path
Time is getting shorter and shorter
I need Please help me
I live very alone
If I happen to come across a curve I remember my world
I step deeper, I correct myself in a second
I can't stop
br/>I prefer the curves of the Santos road
Where I try to forget
A love that I had
And that I saw in the mirror in the distance will be lost
But if the love that I I lost it, I found it again
The curves end
And on the Estrada de Santos I will no longer pass

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS