Marco van Basten Song
In the heart of Utrecht, a legend was born
On a crisp autumn day, in '64's morn
A boy named Marco, with fire in his veins
Kicked his first ball under Holland's rains
From EDO to Ajax, he rose through the ranks
Scoring goals galore, we owe him our thanks
Subbed in for Cruyff, he scored on his debut
A Dutch star rising, his brilliance shone through
Oh, Marco van Basten, the swan takes flight
With volleys and headers, a glorious sight
He conquered the pitch, set the world aflame
We'll always remember and honor his name
In '87's final, he sealed the Cup
Against Leipzig's walls, he would not let up
To Milan he journeyed, to conquer anew
European crowns and Scudettos, too
But cruel was fate, his ankle gave way
Ending his journey far too soon, they say
Yet legends never die, their stories endure
Van Basten's legacy is forever pure
Hij was onze held, een meester op het veld
Met passie en kracht, het publiek hij begeesterd
Zijn carrière te kort, maar nooit vergeten
Marco van Basten, in ons hart gezeten
Zijn doelpunten blijven in herinnering bestaan
De Zwaan van Utrecht, zijn naam zal voortgaan
We drinken op hem, heffen onze glazen
Voor altijd een legende, het vuur blijft razen
Oh, Marco van Basten, the swan takes flight
With volleys and headers, a glorious sight
He conquered the pitch, set the world aflame
We'll always remember and honor his name
On a crisp autumn day, in '64's morn
A boy named Marco, with fire in his veins
Kicked his first ball under Holland's rains
From EDO to Ajax, he rose through the ranks
Scoring goals galore, we owe him our thanks
Subbed in for Cruyff, he scored on his debut
A Dutch star rising, his brilliance shone through
Oh, Marco van Basten, the swan takes flight
With volleys and headers, a glorious sight
He conquered the pitch, set the world aflame
We'll always remember and honor his name
In '87's final, he sealed the Cup
Against Leipzig's walls, he would not let up
To Milan he journeyed, to conquer anew
European crowns and Scudettos, too
But cruel was fate, his ankle gave way
Ending his journey far too soon, they say
Yet legends never die, their stories endure
Van Basten's legacy is forever pure
Hij was onze held, een meester op het veld
Met passie en kracht, het publiek hij begeesterd
Zijn carrière te kort, maar nooit vergeten
Marco van Basten, in ons hart gezeten
Zijn doelpunten blijven in herinnering bestaan
De Zwaan van Utrecht, zijn naam zal voortgaan
We drinken op hem, heffen onze glazen
Voor altijd een legende, het vuur blijft razen
Oh, Marco van Basten, the swan takes flight
With volleys and headers, a glorious sight
He conquered the pitch, set the world aflame
We'll always remember and honor his name
Credits
Writer(s): Aliaksandr Sakalou
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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