Como Guerreros
Iván Sadovsky
Like Warriors
It's the crowd of the lion that stands strong,
The one and only champion of the town,
This crowd that follows you everywhere,
That's right, Estudiantes, this is real love.
Our traditions, the jugs, the kicks,
We’re the result-driven ones who take the "gatorei",
Winning by any means, poking at our rivals,
Pins in the soul, this is soccer, our law.
All the banners, the stands that are on fire,
The 7 to 0 we’ll never forget,
We support it all, from the rise to England,
Mineirao, Avellaneda, with the cousins or in Dubai.
It's the crowd of the lion that stands strong,
The one and only champion of the town,
This crowd that follows you everywhere,
That's right, Estudiantes, this is real love.
Our stars shine on the jersey,
We know how to shout champions, they’re real stars.
We don’t care if there’s no fancy footwork,
"The ball isn’t to be stepped on, that’s for the rival."
Let everyone say we’re anti-soccer,
That we never play clean, if you don’t jump, you’re a Brit,
Let them talk and say what they want,
Estudiantes can’t be explained, it’s a way of being.
It's the crowd of the lion that stands strong,
The one and only champion of the town,
This crowd that follows you everywhere,
That's right, Estudiantes, this is real love.
We had glory, we also faced relegation,
And we came back to the top with pride and dignity,
We had losses, we mourned them in silence,
And we always hit the field ready to die or kill.
This family never gave up,
We stand together against all, guided by the heart,
We always sing with our souls in our hands,
We want to go back home, it’s our only dream.
It's the crowd of the lion that stands strong,
The one and only champion of the town,
This crowd that follows you everywhere,
That's right, Estudiantes, this is real love.
On the bleachers, a roar in the throat,
Defending our colors, our identity,
Like warriors wielding our swords,
In good times and bad, with a winner's spirit.
Going to the corner holding a grandpa's hand,
Shouting loud "let’s go, champion!",
It’s Estudiantes, as the poet said,
Estudiantes of the homeland shines in all its glory.
It's the crowd of the lion that stands strong,
The one and only champion of the town,
This crowd of the lion has plenty of heart,
That's right, Estudiantes, this is real love.
