Beneath the floodlights’ sparkle and glow,
On emerald fields where dreams can grow,
The ball is kicked, it starts to fly,
A dance of hearts beneath the sky.
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With every pass and deft control,
A story told, a quest, a goal,
Eleven minds, one single aim,
To seize the day, to win the game.
The striker’s dash, the keeper’s dive,
Moments that made the game alive,
The roar of crowds, a thunderous cheer,
Victory sweet, and loss austere.
On fields of green, where legends play,
Where children dream of Glory’s Day,
Soccer’s soul is pure and free,
It’s a global game for you and me.
