Goal post exists like two houses on the green battle
Green grass is supporting to dew for hanging at the morning timeGround has marked by a white line
Game is world famous it executed world noble one
Each by each gathered to the pavilion with the varied color dress
Enough is not prepare sheets they have filled chairs within half of the hours
Eden garden like their premises audience behaved with the bless
Every atmosphere in the pavilion fill up audiences
The players are entering to the greenish ground
The audience start cheers after that forget sad
The women cried and tears with the love of the countrysideupon the hood
The ball starts to jump to players boots with the time of good
One player caught for a guilty cause of handball
Other one fell down the ground cause of hit by opposite pal
Only two players live inside post of the goal
Obviously, audiences shouted it listen like oh-oh, oh triumph my country it made more trill
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some times it is more interesting to watch how the audience, rather than the play itself, behaves in a match. As long as one is a crazy fan of any game, this may not be possible. Thanks for sharing the interesting poem.