No one gave them a chance
These people can criticize for Africa
How can these ones soar
When their feathers had been clipped
No one gave them a chance
Even when there was a flicker of hope
But for the German Wizard
He knew exactly what to do
No one gave them a chance
But they blazed the trail
In a Group of death
Enroute the greatest mundial on planet eat
Success has so many friends
Now, we sing their praises
These Eagles can soar
If you still doubt
Go ask the Argentines
With wings solid
They will fly through pacific and arctic oceans
To the world's largest Nation
Clad in the traditional Green White Green
Even if no one gives you a chance
You can still be the best
If you don't give up your dreams
Else you don't have a chance
With a population of over 170 Million
We are a family of Accipitridae
United in love and purpose
We pray to Zeus,
Let these Eagles soar
That we may bring the spoils
And return to show ourselves to the gods.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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