italian car

In an Italian car, the engine is roaring, Leather seats, feeling good, We are ready to explore. Faded maps and a sweet coffee, the smell of which called us in. Speeding to Pest, where the Danube flows, Singing songs as the warm wind blows. Driving through memories, from here we go, ooh yes we go. Remember the old cafe, We danced like fire while playing music on the violin. We laughed at the stars, the moon was our guide, In an Italian car, with you, beside me. Spinning to Pest, where the Danube flows, Singing songs as the warm wind blows. Memories driving through we continue. Oooooh, the country roads are winding, Every mile is a memory, I turn every corner, let's chase the sun, With you, we are one. Ooohh we are one. Spinning to Pest, where the Danube flows, Singing songs as the warm wind blows. Driving through narrow roads, we keep going. Oooooh, the country roads are winding, Every mile is an experience, I turn every corner, Let's chase the sun together, Let's chase the day together. With you! Here is the journey, the laughter, the fun, We will glide forever with the Italian car. Our hearts beat faster with every turn, Let's rev up, even more!