He was privileged born
With a gift what God gave him
Was the terror of the enemys
He wasn't afraid to lose

When he was a little boy
He already showed his worth
In the first few races it filled
The eyes of his team
(And a European championship he won.)

He wanted more and more
Fighting with all him claw
To have your place
He wanted more and more
Winning everything
In front of him

The young man was seen as the new star
The terror of the 3 curves
When in Europe he performed
His superior miracle

God sent the rain and he disappeared
In front of the others
This things we haven't forgotten
Those eyes full of faith

On a Sunday morning we saw our angel
Saying goodbye in a sad end
On the track was a hero who became king
Of a humble and miraculous faith
That made our hearts smile

Forward warrior
With his red and white eagle
At every turn I will smile again