[Verse]
Running on the field with fire in his eyes
Henrik Larsson's heart was always on the rise
From Celtic to Barça he made 'em all sing
The king of kings wore the victory's ring
[Verse 2]
Golden locks flowing reaching for the goal
Crowd's roar rising touching every soul
Sweden's pride the striker with flair
Defenders trembling whenever he's there
[Chorus]
Henrik Larsson the king of kings
Every time he scored the stadium rings
Songs of glory echo through the stands
For the legend who conquered many lands
[Bridge]
In the twilight still he stands proud and tall
Memories of glory written on the wall
From Helsingborg to glory's sweet song
His legacy lives as time rolls along
[Verse 3]
Head held high always raising the bar
From Sweden's stars to the European war
Number 7 etched in golden thread
Henrik the king enough said
[Chorus]
Henrik Larsson the king of kings
Every time he scored the stadium rings
Songs of glory echo through the stands
For the legend who conquered many lands