El Mundial
Plácido Domingo
The World Cup
The sun illuminates the stadium,
Spain dresses up for the party,
The fans are seen in the field
And restless flags wave.
The stands are filling up,
They listen to joyful songs,
And so the delighted people
Always applaud the best.
The World Cup (long live)
Where all countries come to play
The World Cup (long live)
The greats of the ball have to face each other
The World Cup (long live)
The field is a party, it's a whole festival
The World Cup (long live)
That everyone will remember and sing!
Finally everything falls silent
The great teams come out
The love of a thousand shouts to the wind
Aiming at the favorites.
Everyone stands to hear the anthems,
The faces tense with glory
The chosen ones are nervous
Dreaming of victory.
