Madrid 2023/24

The year of twenty-three bled into four, And Madrid's white flame scorched every shore. La Liga fell, a two-loss tale, El Clasico's pride, would never fail. Though Atletico's sting, in league and Cup's fierce fight, Brought shadows brief, against the blinding light. For Europe's grandest prize, the ears held high, Champions League glory, beneath a Spanish sky. Through the UCL, their regal journey spun Leipzig demolished, their victory won Then came Man City, a titan's clash of might Madrid prevailed, beneath the Bernabeu's light. Bavaria's challenge, a single goal's despair Second leg arrives, comeback from the air Out of nowhere, Joselu scored a brace Just right in front of the old Neuer's face Dortmund they faced, in Wembley's grand embrace, A header and a tap-in to seal the winning place. Fifteenth title claimed, Dortmund knocked Players rocked, the whole stadium shocked. Everything's got a price, a wise man used to say. 2 Spaniards and a German decided not to stay. Nacho sailed east, Joselu sought new ground, While Kroos's last pass, made no earthly sound. Mbappé arrived, a future taking flight, But five cups' glory, dimmed by parting light