Marco van Basten Song Lyrics

In the heart of Utrecht, a legend was born

On a crisp autumn day, in '64's morn

A boy named Marco, with fire in his veins

Kicked his first ball under Holland's rains

From EDO to Ajax, he rose through the ranks

Scoring goals galore, we owe him our thanks

Subbed in for Cruyff, he scored on his debut

A Dutch star rising, his brilliance shone through

Oh, Marco van Basten, the swan takes flight

With volleys and headers, a glorious sight

He conquered the pitch, set the world aflame

We'll always remember and honor his name

In '87's final, he sealed the Cup

Against Leipzig's walls, he would not let up

To Milan he journeyed, to conquer anew

European crowns and Scudettos, too

But cruel was fate, his ankle gave way

Ending his journey far too soon, they say

Yet legends never die, their stories endure

Van Basten's legacy is forever pure

Hij was onze held, een meester op het veld

Met passie en kracht, het publiek hij begeesterd

Zijn carrière te kort, maar nooit vergeten

Marco van Basten, in ons hart gezeten

Zijn doelpunten blijven in herinnering bestaan

De Zwaan van Utrecht, zijn naam zal voortgaan

We drinken op hem, heffen onze glazen

Voor altijd een legende, het vuur blijft razen

Oh, Marco van Basten, the swan takes flight

With volleys and headers, a glorious sight

He conquered the pitch, set the world aflame

We'll always remember and honor his name