Maradona, Maradona, Maradona…

Your left foot had the power

Of a great painter’s brush,

You made the football

To talk to your

Body’s changing moves.

Defenders all over the world

Tried to scare you, tackle you, fowl you,

Could they snatch your external body part,

A football?

You moved like a white lighting

In the dark cloud of opponent’s defense;

Other strikers saw opponent’s goal post,

You aimed to shoot there,

There was one word that fed you

In your entire football career –

Goal, goal, goal.

Not only Argentine fans

But football lovers worldwide

Were crazy because of you,

You were crazy for them, too.

You risked and sacrificed your body

For the enjoyment of millions of fans

Who saw unarguably best skills of

Dribbling and body movement

In entire football arena.

Some say, you are the football God,

Some say, you are the prince of football,

I say, you are a tiger

In white and Indigo stripes

Who started hunting with a ball

In the slums of Buenos Aires,

Who made his mark

In his play for Boca juniors,

Who eventually became

Greatest football sensation

Because of his creativity, fighting spirit,

God gifted football skill;

He was the ‘God’ in world cup

Not because of his hand

But truly for his excellence

In football dribbling with magical left foot,

And don’t forget his contribution

In club football like Napoli and Barcelona,

But there lies his fall from grace

Although that can’t erase his passion for the game,

And all his achievements

Are well preserved in the hearts

Of millions of emotional followers

Who kissed football instead of lover’s lips

And loved shouting –

Maradona, Maradona, Maradona…