Lamine Yamal, yeah, lighting up the night,
Step on the pitch and the crowd gets hype,
Boots on, game time,
ready for the show,
Ball at his feet and he’s stealing the glow,
Cut to the left,
then he bursts to the right,
Fans in the stands screaming loud all night.
Speed so quick, got the whole team chasing,
Every big match, yeah,
he’s making statements, Young king rising,
got the world watching,
When he gets the ball,
you know something’s dropping.
Lamine Yamal, yeah, lighting up the night,
Step on the pitch and the crowd gets hype,
Too
much skill, got defenders looking lost,
Young superstar, yeah, no matter the cost.
From the first whistle to the final score,
Always pushing harder, always wanting more,
Dreams turned real, now he’s making history,
Every touch of the ball looking like a mystery.
Crowd goes wild when he makes that run,
Future so bright, and he’s only begun,
Hands in the air when the goal goes in,
Everybody knows that Yamal’s gonna win.
Lamine Yamal, yeah, lighting up the night,
Step on the pitch and the crowd gets hype,
Too much skill, got defenders looking lost,
Young superstar, yeah, no matter the cost.
Whoa-oh,
Yamal, keep shining bright,
Whoa-oh, star of the night,
Whoa-oh, hear the fans all call,
Lamine Yamal, standing tall.