It's a beautiful Sunday
And I feel it on the skin
The warmth of sunlight and
The breath of the wind
"It's just a stupid game", you say,
But it's much more than this
The adrenaline of victory
The shivers of defeat
And I run, as fast as I can
The ball as a friend
And I leave troubles behind
In a way you'd never understand
I feel free, and emotion is always the same
I'm an eagle dressed in red and black
And a number 19 on the back
At the dawn of the Monday
Someone won and someone lost
For such a little difference
Being across the line or not
"It's not that bad", you say
But at least it is for me.
What is worth living for
If not the little things.
And I run, as fast as I can
The ball as a friend
And I leave troubles behind
In a way you'd never understand
I feel free, and emotion is always the same
I'm an eagle dressed in red and black
And a number 19 on the back
Demons, are passing by
No pain, no gain, no fame nor peace of mind
Oh teammate, stay by my side
So I leave troubles behind
In a way you'd never understand
I feel free, and emotion is always the same
I'm an eagle dressed in red and black
And a number 19 on the back