The Beautiful Game
In fields of green where dreams take flight,
Beneath the sun, in golden light,
A ball is passed, a shout, a cheer,
The world unites when soccer's near.
With cleats that dance on blades so fine,
Each dribble weaves a tale divine,
A flick, a strike, the net's embrace,
In every goal, we find our place.
The rhythm builds, the tension soars,
As fans erupt, the spirit roars,
A spirit forged in sweat and strife,
In every match, we feel the life.
From little streets to grand arenas,
The game's a bond that always gleans us,
In every heart, the passion's flame,
Forever loyal to the game.