Monday, January 11, 2016

El Classico

All around beneath one roof
War between two and twenty encounters
Confronted inside the four walls
Wall that is crystalline enough
Seen by ninety thousand at a time
Watched by millions through the lens
To be loved by hundred millions through the heart

It’s a play enacted from one to ninety
To make reminiscences that remains in the diary book
Preserved and preserved throughout for hundred years
For history is always immortal in front of time
El classico they say, the greatest rival of all phase
They remember, came down from the books of legend
Holding the highest appellation of achievements
Both battalions are known for their glorious past
Emerging as the best two of the present
Struggling for one trophy, one title,
And one glory to win million hearts at a time.