THOSE MICE WITH BIG HEARTS
¶ 1
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Red autumn, appeared in France,
The football field, stained with sweat;
Lille Metropole fought hard in the Champions league.
¶ 2
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The cheer of their fans never ceased,
Lifting the team above their own soil;
Lille Metropole never dreamed to surrender.
¶ 3
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Confidence and composure,
Skillfulness and experience,
Lille Metropole defeated Manchester United.
¶ 4
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The referee blew his whistle, loudly,
Joy began to bloom in the noisy stadium;
Lille Metropole began their celebration.
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Memories lingered in the cold air,
Football never died, here in the city,
Lille Metropole, now, famous and popular in Europe.
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