1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 O Larsson the emeralds
They shine in your eyes
Your goals fill like tears
Like clouds in the skies
The faithful at Parkhead
Swear that you are Ghod
But come 2005 season
You will be long gone
The green and white shirt
With its number 7 and crest
Will there be a new you
Could the Celtic be blessed
Well we’ve heard a whisper
A word on the wind
A new man is coming
With new goals to bring
His name we’ll be singing
For the hoops never fail
A new hero to honour
A new hero to hail.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/ghod/