Quiero Un Grito de Gol

Who hasn't vibrated at some point...
With a goal shout, a shout in love
From the present or the past, maybe the future.

A goal shout; in a burning desire
A goal shout; is born and lives among the people
A goal shout; falls asleep in memory
Awakening in the present; and in the echo of history.

The newspaper boy lives it; in the middle of his shout
The player lives it; the star, or the one from the little field
The retiree lives it even though he protests
Why not the soul of the house even if it never shows it.

The elders live it; and the young ones with caution
Those who travel live it; be it by land, sea, or sky
The fierce and passionate announcer lives it
The carnival singers live it when they come down from the stage.

A goal shout; drifts away with the wind
True hope does not die with time
A goal shout is fire; that gives you chills beforehand
And the crowd on edge today shouts 'let's go, let's go'.

Who, who hasn't experienced a goal shout at some point;
Who hasn't felt that shout forever longed for,
When it has a sky blue color, the one who lives, the one who lives on the side.

I want a goal shout; with a sky blue color
With the same passion, as a loving kiss
A goal shout in the sun; lights up the heart
Painted sky blue, we are one, you and I.

I want a goal shout; a mix of my people
With the rhythm of the carnival; with blood running hot
I want a goal shout; more hopeful than ever
If from sky blue it was born, the one who lives on the side.

I want a goal shout
I want a goal shout
With sky blue color, that's how I want it.