THE BOY'S DREAM (1945)
Music: Juan Puey
Lyrics: Reinaldo Yiso
There was a knock at the door of the humble house,
the voice of the letter carrier was heard very clearly,
and the boy running with all his eagerness
the little white dog unintentionally stepped on.
"Mamita, mamita"; she came screaming;
the surprised mother left the pool and the boy
and the boy said laughing and crying:
"The club sent me the summons today."
Mamita querida,
I will earn money,
I'll be a Baldonedo,
a Martino, a Boyé;
say the boys
of Oeste Argentino
that I have a better shot
than the great Bernabé.
You will see how nice it is
when out there on the field
my goals are applauded;
I will be a winner.
I will play in the fifth
then in the first division,
I know that the consecration awaits me
the consecration awaits me.
The boy slept and had that night
the most beautiful dream he could have;
The stadium full, glorious Sunday
finally they were going to see him in the first division.
With one minute to go, they are 0-0;
he took the ball, serene in his action,
and, dribbling around everyone, he faced the goalkeeper.
goalkeeper
and with a strong shot he broke the scoreboard.