Chasing Dreams on Green Fields
In twilight's glow, the whistle blows,
Eleven brave, their courage shows.
A tapestry of skill and grace,
On emerald blades, they find their place.
The ball, a comet, flies so swift,
With every pass, a spirit's lift.
They dance like shadows, swift and bright,
A symphony of pure delight.
The keeper stands, a fortress tall,
With stretching limbs, he guards it all.
A diving save, the crowd ignites,
In fervent cheers, the heart unites.
With every goal, a dream takes flight,
Under the stars, in the cool night.
In joy and sorrow, together they stand,
Bound by the love of the beautiful game, hand in hand.
So here's to the fields where legends are made,
Where bonds are forged and memories laid.
In the world of soccer, we find our way,
Chasing dreams on green fields, come what may.