Velvet Speed

Intro (hablada - tono reflexivo y elegante)

Born where the sea kisses the sky…

They said I was made to rule in silence.

I never chased the crown —

But I became the prince of speed.

J’ai appris à freiner mes sentiments…

Mais le cœur, lui… il ne ment jamais.

This is not just racing…

It’s velvet speed.

Verso (Inglés)

Eyes like Monaco nights, calm but deep,

Raised in silence, learned to never speak.

Heart on fire, but the voice on mute,

Fast hands, slow pain, tailored suit.

They see the smile, they don’t see the war,

Every curve I take, I feel it more.

Didn’t ask for thrones, I built my name,

Now they whisper it like I own the game.

C’est dans le calme… que je deviens tempête.

Pre-estribillo (Inglés introspectivo)

Pressure on my chest, but I never flinch,

Smile on the grid, pain inch by inch.

Every crown comes with a silent scream,

Every dream chased feels like a dream.

Can’t rewind, can’t escape the pace,

Even stillness feels like a race.

They don’t know what the silence hides —

A thousand laps I run inside.

Mais j’avance… toujours.

Estribillo (Inglés + Francés)

Born in Monaco, built for more,

Speed in my veins, but my soul is war.

Let them burn, let them roar,

I glide through fire like never before.

Je suis le calme dans la tempête,

You won't hear me, but you’ll feel the threat.

Velvet hands, but thunder beneath —

This is the way that a king breathes.

Bridge (Francés + Inglés)

Parfois, je me demande... si je cours pour fuir ou pour rester.

I carry ghosts inside my speed,

Dreams that haunt me, hopes I bleed.

Le silence est plus bruyant que le bruit.

I’m not chasing them — I’m chasing me,

In every turn, I set me free.

Estribillo (Repetición)

Born in Monaco, built for more,

Speed in my veins, but my soul is war.

Let them burn, let them roar,

I glide through fire like never before.

Je suis le calme dans la tempête,

You won't hear me, but you’ll feel the threat.

Velvet hands, but thunder beneath —

This is the way that a king breathes.

Outro (hablada, fade out emocional)

I’ve seen the world pass by in blinks of red and white…

J’ai laissé mon cœur sur chaque virage.

They say time heals… but some races never end.

I don’t race to win—

(pause)

I race to feel.