Um a zero

Football is about to start, yes,
With a lot of spirit and emotion
There are eleven from here, eleven from there
And the heartbeat of my heart

It's the ball, it's the ball, it's the ball,
It's the ball and the goal!
In an exciting play
Our team won by one to zero
And the crowd cheered

Let's remember
The old story of this sport
It started in England
And ended up in Japan
Skill, a cross shot,
Head it, pass it sideways,
It's not allowed to touch with the hand

And the whole world
Was enchanted by this art
Balance and cunning
Luck and misfortune too
Depth displacement
Aim
At the moment of conclusion

Midfield organized
And here comes the defense to clear
Hit, rebound, first touch
No one wants to concede a goal
It's serious, it's a game
The ball goes back and forth
Shining in the air

And if the referee blows the whistle wrong
Things get ugly
Poor your mother
Even if she's a saint
She's criticized by the people

There might even be fouls
Kicks, shoves
Only after a cold shower
Is when you shake hands
Or not!

It's about to start...

At the forty-minute mark of the second half
The game is still tied at zero
Every team wants to be the champion
There's a body lying on the ground
It's the final minutes
There will be extra time

But, in a brilliant play
Taking advantage of the throw-in
A cross from behind
That's when someone arrived
Put the ball in the top corner
And celebrated