No champion wins without a touch of God
That’s what they whisper on sacred ground
Dreams beyond the light are calling the crowd
And Franco paints another miracle sound
Franco Uncini — the true number one
Riding the wind till the day is done
Riding Magic — the world stands still
In God’s domain, your heart of steel
Hard braking, the moment breaks time
Passing three with rhythm sublime
No show, no fear, pure harmony
One with the wind, his destiny
Franco Uncini — beyond acclaim
A fire divine, a holy flame
Every corner sings his art
The wind itself becomes his heart
Will the gods allow again
A soul like his to touch the rain?
Through silence rings the melody
The song of Franco’s divinity
Did you see that miracle burn?
Did you hear the song return?
Franco Uncini — forever free
Riding Magic — eternity