WC 2006 : Day 03
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 For those not there
¶ 2
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A father dies
A son weeps
A Nation mourns
¶ 3
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The son buries his father
The Nation prays
Football adjourns
¶ 4
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But resumes with inordinate haste
Too many chances go to waste
Mexico struggle
But unlike the revolution
Their shots soon hit the target –
They reach 3-1 and relax
The crowd follows suit
And ring out with …
Olé, olé, olé, o-lé, olé
And in another land
Of emerald hue
Lives the green-eyed monster –
That’s our adopted tune
We should be there
Singing it with gusto and glee
Pasting the opposition
And triumphing merrily
¶ 5
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But instead we look on
And from a distance, we share
In the joy of the Beautiful Game
But also relate to the tears
For the man who never got there
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