Real Madrid.. Real Madrid..
My beloveth team
Thou hast made me happy..
This night my bowels with joy thou hast filled..
Real Madrid my madrid,
My ever red rose,
Lores come and go
But thou art my never ending prose..
Real Madrid my sweet,
This night thou hast made me show smiling teeth
From merry smiles..
For thou hast beaten barcelona..
El classico.. Haha..you won it, now it's seven points..
Two one against the world's best team..to lift la liga now we need just six points..
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I would like to translate this poem
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