They are brothers yet strangers,
Born of different mothers
One dark and stocky,
The other light and lithe
One lives for the rings
The world of punches and jabs
The more you throw, the more your belts
The other lives for the pitches,
In his world, goals and dribbles count
The more of that you have, the more your trophies
The world of punches and jabs
The more you throw, the more your belts
The other lives for the pitches,
In his world, goals and dribbles count
The more of that you have, the more your trophies
Strangers, yet brothers
Brotherhood not of blood
But of the soul, something stronger
They give their all, they hate to lose
Their teeth, a weapon on their opponents to use
Brotherhood not of blood
But of the soul, something stronger
They give their all, they hate to lose
Their teeth, a weapon on their opponents to use
Meet the soul brothers
One a Muslim, the other a Christian
Religion won’t set them apart,
For their souls bind them together
One a Muslim, the other a Christian
Religion won’t set them apart,
For their souls bind them together
Meet stocky “Iron” Mike Tyson,
And lithe, wiry Luis Suarez
Meet the BITE brothers
Champion brothers, yet strangers
—-THE TYSON, SUAREZ STORY
And lithe, wiry Luis Suarez
Meet the BITE brothers
Champion brothers, yet strangers
—-THE TYSON, SUAREZ STORY
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