[Verse]
Red and black threads, stitched in the veins,
San Siro echoes, eternal reigns.
From Baresi to Maldini, a dynasty spun,
History louder than the beat of the drum.
[Chorus]
Rossoneri, the pride in my chest,
Through the decades, still the best.
Fast feet, sharp minds, never regress,
AC Milan, forever blessed.
[Bridge]
Passes sharper than a Cutco blade,
From the golden eras to the new crusade.
Legends planted where the crowd’s cascade,
Champions rise while shadows fade.
[Verse 2]
Rijkaard rhythm with a Gullit groove,
Van Basten glides with a silky move.
Ancelotti visions, the Spirit so smooth,
San Siro pulses in an endless prove.
[Chorus]
Rossoneri, defenders and knights,
Under floodlit skies, Milan ignites.
Ball’s our weapon, victory in sights,
AC Milan, the city’s rights.
[Bridge]
Heartbeats pound with Shevchenko drives,
Modern kings keeping the dream alive.
Speed and style, where passion collides,
Generations linked, our pride survives.