Futbol

On the field of highest victors He ties his lace Kiss the ground and skies above him The highest praise No one else can stand beside him His courage ten feet tall The whistle blows from far behind him Already knows the call Crowds screaming for the win Flip the coin it begins Painted flags painted skin Look up and take it in Fear comes rushing in now Colors wearing thin now And if you fall there'll be angels to catch you Hands from above nobody can match A fire burning within Hold that flame till the end Through the call of crowds surround him He only hears one sound See the fallen round beside him The keeper turned around Nothing bars his one desire He's more than halfway there Passage of 100 meters Not a step to spare Crowds screaming for the win Flip the coin it begins Painted flags painted skin Look up and take it in Fear comes rushing in now Colors wearing thin now And if you fall there'll be angels to catch you Hands from above nobody can match