I saw a stadium guarding a once great city. 

The surrounding buildings stood low, 

Making the great stadium stick out amongst skyscrapers. 

The triangular roof tightly shut, 

And the beautiful red bricks  

Marched in time, 

Up the exterior of the stadium. 

The history of this stadium is my history. 

A history full, 

Of life and sound. 

A celebration of music and dance.