Friendship (Freundschaft)
¶ 1
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Bonhof, Stielike, Netzer
Allan Simonsen, Golden Ball
Heynckes and little Berti Vogts
Moenchengladbach legends all
¶ 2
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Keegan, Smith and Cally
Stevie Heighway down the wing
Joey munched the ‘Gladbach
And Toshack was our King
¶ 3
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Liverpool and Borussia
Foes in Europe, way back when
Would follow each other’s fortunes
Though they never played again
¶ 4
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For Emlyn and for Hillsborough
And year on year they came
Die Fohlen on the Spion Kop
Friendship, the name of the game
¶ 5
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Our Roman glory, their Roman ruins
An anniversary, now thirty years
Liverpool return to The Final
In Germany, relegation and tears
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