To Kiss the World Cup
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It was 1966 when England played host
A summer of dreams, remembered the most
At Wembley they battled through thunderous roar
Defeating West Germany, four goals to two in the score
¶ 2
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And there, beneath the London sky
The golden trophy was lifted high
A nation’s joy, a nation’s pride
As England kissed the World Cup for the first time
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Yet decades passed with hope unmet
Near misses and heartaches we cannot forget
Sixty years of hurt etched deep within
In every supporter, beneath every skin
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Generations raised on stories and song
Believing, enduring, waiting so long
From terraces, pubs, and living-room chairs
Footballing faith survived the years
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Now 2026 stands on the horizon bright
Another chance to set the world alight
Will this be the year written in red
When dreams become reality instead?
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Will England rise when the pressure is near
And silence the doubts that echo each year?
Will history call and destiny cup
The moment England claims a second kiss of the World Cup?
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The nation watches, hopes, and dreams
United by more than a football team
And if that glorious day should come
The world will know that football has finally come home.
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