In the heart of England, where the lions dwell,
Legends rise, where dreams weave their spell.
On fields of glory, they wear the Three Lions crest,
Bound by honor, they give their very best.
From Wembley's roar to distant lands,
Their courage echoes, where the Lion stands.
With each heartbeat, they carry our pride,
In the rhythm of the game, where heroes abide.
Oh, England's lions, fearless and bold,
In the heat of battle, they never fold.
With skill and passion, they play as one,
For glory beckons, under the European sun.
On the road to greatness, through trials they stride,
Every challenge faced, with unity as their guide.
From London's streets to shores afar,
They carry the hopes of a nation, like a guiding star.
Through the storm and through the rain,
They rise above, through joy and pain.
With hearts afire and spirits aglow,
They wear the Three Lions, as their dreams grow.
Oh, England's lions, fearless and bold,
In the heat of battle, they never fold.
With skill and passion, they play as one,
For glory beckons, under the European sun.
In stadiums packed with dreams untold,
Their names etched in history, brave and bold.
With each pass, a symphony of pride,
They march as lions, with nothing to hide.
Oh, England's lions, fearless and bold,
In the heat of battle, they never fold.
With skill and passion, they play as one,
For glory beckons, under the European sun.
As the final whistle blows, and the world will see,
England's lions roar, champions they'll be.
Through trials faced and victories won,
Their legacy shines brighter than the sun.
