Under 20 World Cup Final
Argentina 0-2 Morocco
In Santiago’s dusk the Atlas Cubs took flight
Their hearts ablaze beneath the crimson flame
The stars of Africa danced through the night
History bowed to whisper Morocco’s name
Yanis Benchaouch, a guardian brave and tall
Gloves kissed by turf, by thunder and by cheer
He soared through storms, defying every fall
Each save he made drew silence near
Ismaël Baouf patrolled the shadowed wing
Sliding steel where the brave dare tread
Ali Maamar’s lungs made freedom sing
Through roaring lungs and courage fed
Fouad Zahouani’s timing cold as stone
A tackle, clean and pure, no mercy’s trace
Takha Majni’s right flank a world of his own
Each stride a verse, each cross an embrace
Yassine Khalifi painted passes gold
With compass feet he shaped the field
Naim Byar’s press was fierce and bold
No rival’s rhythm left unconcealed
Hossam Essadak, a tireless drum
He powered the pivot, broke and fed
Saad El Haddad’s bursts would always come
To stir the pulse when dreams had fled
Gessime Yassine from the right did dart
A phantom blur, defenders spun
His crosses curled like works of art
Each movement sung beneath the sun
And Yassir Zabiri; the striker’s flame
He bent the free kick through Santiago’s sky
Two goals that sealed Morocco’s fame
And made the lion cubs learn to fly
Against Argentina’s storied might
They stood unmoved, their souls ablaze
Benchaouch leapt to save the night
And Maamar’s block drew endless praise
Zahouani cleared where danger slept
Majni swept low through dust and dream
Byar pressed high, and none were swept
Khalifi danced with fire’s gleam
Then came the whistle, that final cry
Red and green flew wild, untamed
Tears met the Chilean sky
As Morocco’s youth the world proclaimed.
The medals shone, the anthem soared
From Casablanca to Marrakech street
Each name forever now adored
Their boots have carved eternal beat
Yanis, Ibrahim, Abdelhakim’s grace
Ismaël, Ali, Fouad, Takha in flame
Hossam, Saad, Yassine’s chase
Naim, Othmane, Zabiri’s name
From desert dust to global stage,
The Atlas Cubs rewrote the lore,
Their hearts the ink, the world their page,
Morocco crowned, forevermore.
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emdad rahman
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