Neymar

(Verse 1) From the streets of Brazil, he rose so high, A boy with dreams that touched the sky. Feet that danced on fields of green, Eyes that sparkled with the brightest gleam. (Chorus) Neymar, the prince who never became king, A tale of glory, yet a bittersweet sting. Dribbling through dreams, he made his mark, A shining star, forever in our hearts. (Verse 2) With a flick and a twist, he’d leave them behind, A genius at play, with a dazzling mind. From Santos shores to Barça’s embrace, He chased the crown, in a relentless race. (Chorus) Neymar, the prince who never became king, A tale of glory, yet a bittersweet sting. Dribbling through dreams, he made his mark, A shining star, forever in our hearts. (Bridge) Injury and pain, they tried to steal his flame, But his passion and fire always stayed the same. A hero to millions, a legend on the field, His spirit unbroken, his fate yet unsealed. (Chorus) Neymar, the prince who never became king, A tale of glory, yet a bittersweet sting. Dribbling through dreams, he made his mark, A shining star, forever in our hearts. So here's to Neymar, the prince so bold, In the game of life, his story’s gold. He played with heart, he played with flair, In our dreams, he’ll always be there.