Let's calm slowly---
In the quiet pit
The wind lies still
The scent of sweat —
It lingers still
Engines hum from distant years
A spark returns beneath the tears
Let's calm slowly---
Grains of sand slip through my hand
The race of days I understand
Voices fade from the silent stands
Yet still my heart —
It rides the land
The last lap of the soul
Time can no longer be told
Only this moment feels true
When wind touches me
I know I’ve lived through
Let's calm slowly---
The machine stops
The dawn draws near
The tire’s warmth dissolves in air
I whisper “thank you” to the track
And gaze where horizon never looks back
Carry me, wind, and softly say
“It’s not the end — just another way.”
The soul that raced beyond control
Returns at last — to the eternal goal