Iron Ring
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Like an Iron ring in Germany
It is boiling in the sky
Only thirty two can pass through it
Others are turning eyes against them
To see who will capture the world crown
May be the crushing Ro-Ro combination
Or the home land will break the iron ring
Soft whispers of Argentineans may be true
Breezes of Berlin may boost Italy
Years of silence can speak for England
Spanish fighters may smile first time
Astonishing events can expect from the green rectangles
Giving a Magnificent inspiration to eyes with a
Glorious feast of exceptional skills and intelligent movements
Flow of red cards from referees pockets
Goddess of fortune may help to change the dimensions of shoot-outs
Cheerful, funny celebrations from winners
Sign of sadness may reflect in losers faces
Iridescent effusion of national flowers from the crowd
While pigeons of Germany exchange the peaceful message
With the remarkable spirit of football
For us nothing else was strange
Because we are the great fans of that
Delicious game with sylphs face and angelic foot
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