You race, you speed,
you risk your life, but its the one thing you really like,
your blood starts pumping, your hands start to shake,
turn the wheel, win the race,
You go faster than your guardian angel can fly,
your car gets loose, but its alright,
you never loose hope, you keep the faith,
that god is with, win the race.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am a Nascar fan I had to read this poem I want to say I love this poem absolutely beautiful.