To Brazilian Football Team
They left before the end
The game is not for over
They had to leave the field
I’ve grown up,
Growing up to the graveyard tomb
I’ve watched,
Watching many won and defeated teams
No; never I supported this team,
Still not supporting for the five won world cup
This is yellow jersey
As like the blooming sunflower at rising sun
Ever active untamable
Irresistible, indomitable
I didn’t lose
We, the supporters, didn’t lose
Brazil, A Seleção, didn’t lose
The group of rhythmic samba dance didn’t lose
It is an evanescent suffering
It is a dewy passion on the desert
Everything will come back very soon
Just recovered health the football king
I support this team, am supporter
Because, it’s a natural source of soccer
We watched- Pele, Garrincha, Romario, Zico,
Rivaldo, Phenomenon Ronaldo, Ronadinho
Watched their metrical composition of feet
In field they offered peerless football treat
Cafu, Kaká, Carlos, Robinho, Bebeto with them many more
We never forget their world class charismatic game sure
O Neymar, Silva, Kutinho, Martinelli, Vinicius
Play, play and play; give us back your best cruise
Don’t break down; we are with you always
Prepare for the Next World Cup in Ca-Me-US
Long live Brazilian National Football Team
Long live the ever rhythmic game stream
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
12/12/2022
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2022
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