Aftab on the right flank and me on the left
Only two inches away
So near and yet so far.
A piece of cake for
Any guardian of the posts
But Aftab and I
So near and yet so far.
Body solid sterling silver and silver gilt
Sitting on the plinth of green malachite
The radiant star
I wonder if I ever be this close again
So near and yet so far.
Mogga at the helm and spirit of ’86 in the heart
Boro will have their birthright
A place in
‘The Greatest Show On Earth’ and lift the Cup
I may not be a witness
So near and yet so far.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem