银屏上闪现着绿色的身影 几个老球迷又会聚这里为“国安”助兴 虽说岁月的风霜已悄然浸染双鬓 儿时的话题却使我们沉醉在无尽的梦境 也是这样一个初冬的黄昏 也是这样一条普通的胡同 我们集合了十几个半大孩子 庄严宣告街道足球队从此诞生 (并且发誓:从此不再弹球, 不再扇洋画,也不再逮蛐蛐儿) 那神情蕴藏着无限的神秘 那声音似乎震憾了京城 于是,我们簇拥着心爱的小足球 开始了一个伟大的行动 一个名副其实的足球梦 球门,居然是随手捡来的两块砖头 球场,不过是几尺宽的小胡同 而观众只能是我们自己 Silver screen flashing green figure Several old fans gathered here for the “national security” to help Although the years of the wind and frost has been quietly impregnated Shuangzhuier children’s topics make us indulge in endless dreams is such an early winter’s dusk is such an ordinary The alley We assembled a dozen half-children solemnly declare the street soccer team was born (and vowed: since no longer pinball, no fancy painting, no longer arrests), that look is full of mysterious mysterious voice seems Shocked the capital So, we embrace the beloved small football started a great action A true football dream goal, actually picked up two brick stadium, but a few feet wide alley and the audience can only be ourselves