Country charm because of blood
Goalie master, foot of steel
I’m the rainbow of my family
Pride runs through my perfect veins
Friendly soldiers surround me with mighty swords
Knowledge breaks the walls that hold it
Trouble escapes my fingertips
Stand taller than skyscrapers
Born in the tropics
Later to use a blood-ember to build
Holds hammer in hand
With God’s beacon on my back
Learned well from a worker of wood
Family fills the room
I am by far the best
Stout-hearted to the core
Not easily put down
Ready to defend beliefs
Never to hold a regret
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