O Motoqueiro
Almir Rogério
The Motorcyclist
Everything ready for our wedding
Many people in the church waiting
The clock already marked five o'clock
Many people leaving
And she still hadn't arrived
That's when someone came to warn me
Look how a castle crumbles
A motorcycle left the city
What a misfortune
She was sitting behind
A motorcycle left the city
What a misfortune
She was sitting behind
Motorcyclist
What a treacherous fate
Destroyed my heart
For the love of a motorcyclist
Motorcyclist
What a treacherous fate
Destroyed my heart
For the love of a motorcyclist
