blows loudThe boots on the grass make the whole country proudWe watch from the stands as the ball takes flightUnder the floodlights shining so brightThe defenders are running, but nobody can catchThe ultimate master of the beautiful match!(Chorus)Oh, the GOAT is the one, the one and only!Leaving the rivals out on the pitch, lonelyHe dances with the ball, his skill is a prizeWatch the magic right before our eyes!When the tension is high and the crowd wants a boss,We look to the midfield for WAISWA AI HASSAN!(Verse 2)He controls the rhythm, he sets the right paceRunning with power, and infinite graceA flick of the ankle, a pass that is cleanThe greatest midfielder you’ve ever seenFrom the Northern Division to the top of the leagueHe plays every minute without no fatigue!(Chorus)Oh, the GOAT is the one, the one and only!Leaving the rivals out on the pitch, lonelyHe dances with the ball, his skill is a prizeWatch the magic right before our eyes!When the tension is high and the crowd wants a boss,We look to the midfield for WAISWA AI HASSAN!(Bridge)Put your hands in the air, let the vuvuzelas blowHe is the star of the football showNo one can stop him, no one comparesHis talent is legendary everywhereFrom Iganga to Kampala, the whole town will singFor the number one player, the one and only king!(Outro)Yeah, the one and only GOAT...Waiswa Ai Hassan on the ball!The midfield maestro!Listen to the crowd cheer—legendary
