Maradonah!

 

O, golden kid!
The ball is weeping
on the ground, it will
refuse to glide around; the one
that once danced on the field
with the kisses from your feet.

Where did you go
O, El pibe de Oro,
Countless lovers of foot
fell in love with the game
because you brought
name and fame for the
glorious sport and your country,
but the magician that you were
your spells set the crazy game
beyond all known boundaries.

Every time you played,
time stopped for those
ninety minutes, we will never
forget the splendid 1986.
You won the Golden Ball
by defeating Germany,
but the two goals in the quarter
finals had made history, one
the hand of God and the other
the goal of the century!

For as long as the ball
bounces on the field,
as long as the whistles blow
your spirit will kick start 
to energize us, your name
will continue to shine and glow!

Maradona! You will forever
be engraved in our hearts,
for the limitless fun and pleasure
you brought in the sport as art.