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"rajiblancos" poems
With thunders and lighting, We bid farewell to the home, Deserving the European chrome. The rivals celebrated the win, We wept in deep sorrow, Not of defeated, Neither humiliation, It was something far important, Our home, died, on a night even the sky cried. The night, we won, Yet lost everything we had, There was deep sorrow somewhere, In a city lit up with festive joy, Thats where Vicente Calderon was, The home to Los RajiBlancos.
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Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 1:36 AM UTC
Vicente Calderon