To play was to follow the strokes of Thee,
To dream was like a reminiscence of the effortless glee.
To hope was a medicine learnt from Thou,
For you commanded respect in Sky and Snow.
Not even could be a deterrent , a fever of 103,
for magic it was to watch that 98 at centurion 2003.
To dream was like a reminiscence of the effortless glee.
To hope was a medicine learnt from Thou,
For you commanded respect in Sky and Snow.
Not even could be a deterrent , a fever of 103,
for magic it was to watch that 98 at centurion 2003.
Your retirement call would make a generation feel old,
they grew up to the hoopla of your cricketing gold.
The centuries at Sharjah would be a memory to cherish,
seeing those mesmerizing strokes would hence become a fetish.
they grew up to the hoopla of your cricketing gold.
The centuries at Sharjah would be a memory to cherish,
seeing those mesmerizing strokes would hence become a fetish.
All the ardent fans grew up with your cricketing folklore,
stories we shall tell seeing your records galore.
To emulate you would take a dedication of a life time
you are the child prodigy who dictated through the rhyme.
stories we shall tell seeing your records galore.
To emulate you would take a dedication of a life time
you are the child prodigy who dictated through the rhyme.
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