Beneath the sun’s golden gleam,
My Mazda 3 Astina beams,
Draped in Soul Red Crystal's hue,
A masterpiece in crimson view.
Sleek and poised, with curves so fine,
A sculpted form, a perfect line.
The road becomes a grand ballet,
As tyres dance and engines play.
LED eyes, sharp and bright,
Pierce the dark, command the night.
Chrome-kissed grille, a steady stare,
Elegance beyond compare.
Leather wraps the cabin tight,
A haven bathed in softest light.
Bose awakens every tune,
As wheels hum beneath the moon.
Through winding bends, she grips, she glides,
Skyactiv’s heart beats strong inside.
A gentle roar, a whispered thrill,
Power met with perfect will.
From city streets to coastal air,
She turns each trip to something rare.
A soul in red, a heart so free,
Forever bound—my Mazda 3.
My Mazda 3 Astina beams,
Draped in Soul Red Crystal's hue,
A masterpiece in crimson view.
Sleek and poised, with curves so fine,
A sculpted form, a perfect line.
The road becomes a grand ballet,
As tyres dance and engines play.
LED eyes, sharp and bright,
Pierce the dark, command the night.
Chrome-kissed grille, a steady stare,
Elegance beyond compare.
Leather wraps the cabin tight,
A haven bathed in softest light.
Bose awakens every tune,
As wheels hum beneath the moon.
Through winding bends, she grips, she glides,
Skyactiv’s heart beats strong inside.
A gentle roar, a whispered thrill,
Power met with perfect will.
From city streets to coastal air,
She turns each trip to something rare.
A soul in red, a heart so free,
Forever bound—my Mazda 3.
