Football Poet - Romelu Lukaku Song Lyrics

May 13th, '93, a star fell to Earth
Antwerp's soil blessed with a footballer's birth
Young Rom's first touch was on Rupel Boom's grass
A prodigy's journey, about to surpass
Lierse spotted the flame, Anderlecht fanned the fire
121 goals later, his talent rose higher
Purple and white, worn with pride
A teenage sensation, impossible to hide
Oh, oh, oh Lukaku's on the attack
Oh, oh, oh There's no holding him back
Big Rom, Big Rom, he's the goal machine
Turning every pitch into his own scene
Hey Hey! Big Rom's on the move
He's aiming for goal, he's got something to prove
Stamford Bridge called, but patience he'd learn
West Brom, Everton, his skills he'd hone
Old Trafford's spotlight, a hefty price tag
But San Siro's where he'd plant his flag
Nerazzurri's savior, Scudetto in hand
Then back to the Bridge, not all went as planned
Giallorossi's new hope, in the Eternal City
Rom's tale continues, resilient and gritty
Rode Duivels' parel, hij breekt elk record
Van Moskou tot Brussel, overal gescoord
Honderd caps en meer, een gouden generatie
Lukaku voorop, België's voetbalsensatie
Veertien doelpunten, acht wedstrijden op rij
EK-kwalificatie? Hij maakt iedereen blij
Meer dan een spits, een rolmodel zo fijn
Rom toont de wereld hoe het moet zijn
Oh, oh, oh Lukaku's on the attack
Oh, oh, oh There's no holding him back
Big Rom, Big Rom, he's the goal machine
Turning every pitch into his own scene
Hey Hey! Big Rom's on the move
He's aiming for goal, he's got something to prove