You get on the train with friends
tickets and smiles and joy based on anticipation
It comes to a halt near city center spacious and romantic
chaos and crowds youthful minds panic
Up through the streets looking for peers and pairs
Many languages and face glow confuse the air
into the open countryside in cheap open cars
Have we gone too far?
Into the forbidden archaelogical sites
Is this way to the stadium the right?
Down to some strange narrow river port
Which stadium are we to visit, which sport?
The dying voice of a dry hot summer
whispered save me a seat on the boat admist the clamour
The old rocky rustic islands and withered aleppo pine trees
took our sight and then our minds off spectacles we were yet to see
somewhere up in the rocky stands where everyone would be
screaming the predictable timeless goads and pleas
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