О песне «Bitlo.ru - Charles Leclerc»
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Текст песни «Bitlo.ru - Charles Leclerc»
Monaco's his home, speed flows in his veins,
From childhood he knew, the roaring crowds, the racing pains.
Charles Leclerc, a name that echoes loud and clear,
Hear it? It's his heartbeat, the engine's thunder near.
Red in his heart – Ferrari, the dream he's embraced,
The sacred temple of speed, where his destiny's traced.
No room for compromise, just pure acceleration's might,
Each lap faster, leaving rivals lost in the night.
Charles, Charles, Leclerc, speed is his decree!
He hits the gas like the world is his to just be.
Eyes ahead, on the track, he stands alone,
Charles, Charles, Leclerc, an unstoppable force, his throne!
Ferrari's burning bright, the color of his desire,
Beneath the Monte Carlo sun, a diamond afire!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru!
Wheel to wheel with rivals, every turn a fine line,
The delicate thread of victory, never truly defined.
He fears no risk, when a breakthrough is the call,
His gaze sharp as a scalpel, slicing through it all.
Monza, Spa, turning the world upside down, it's true,
The Italian Tifosi roar: "Charles, go for it, through and through!"
He feels the asphalt, every single inch it holds,
Connected to the car, like a story yet untold.
Charles, Charles, Leclerc, speed is his decree!
He hits the gas like the world is his to just be.
Eyes ahead, on the track, he stands alone,
Charles, Charles, Leclerc, an unstoppable force, his throne!
Ferrari's burning bright, the color of his desire,
Beneath the Monte Carlo sun, a diamond afire!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru!
No matter what's behind, his focus is ahead,
Towards new victories, where adrenaline is spread.
This young genius, the dream of millions to behold,
Charles Leclerc – a legend, a story to unfold!
Charles, Charles, Leclerc, speed is his decree!
He hits the gas like the world is his to just be.
Eyes ahead, on the track, he stands alone,
Charles, Charles, Leclerc, an unstoppable force, his throne!
Ferrari's burning bright, the color of his desire,
Beneath the Monte Carlo sun, a diamond afire!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Charles, Charles Leclerc! Leclerc!
Tu-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru!