martes, 20 de abril de 2010

Triumph without honour

It was five o´clock in the afternoon, ball begun to move
And *it was my team, my friends the ones that made it dance
It seemed to have fear of the others, it fled in front of their legs (x2)*

Minutes passed and the scoreboard kept 0-0
It was in the second time when we thought to touched the glory
The fans celebrated as a despair tide
Happiness sprouted from all the pores
We thought the triumph was closed
But the damned clock marked the minute of the goal
That has equalized us the match
The stand stayed paralysed thinking see further the goal

*Chorus

But my friends kept on the same
It doesn´t matter them what the scoreboard said
They played by the passion inside
But time has stretched out making us imposible to make concrete

*Chorus

We already were worn out our legs don´t wanted to know anything about running
But they kept on in spite the hour fulfiled and then begun luck´s blow
When he was in front of the goal and I saw him kick
I knew my friend had no chance to stop it
And when it was our turn I could felt how my soul torn apart
And I´m so sorry friends, we may haven´t take the triumph of the scoreboard
But you won´t tell me I haven´t played with wants
You´ll tell me luck wasn´t on my side
You´ll tell me it wasn´t enough what I have produced
But you won´t say I haven´t put all my guts
You won´t say I haven´t left my soul and my shirt on the pitch
And that you only go on by a luck´s blow

*Chorus

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