Friday, May 1, 2009

It is never too late till it is late

When the Three Musketeers spell "all for one, one for all", no bullets or swords will hurt. Though aging times shadows, though exhausts bruise their fleshes and bones.
Fighting for the honor in agony, easing the paralysed hope of their fellows. They stand on pain, the stand on wound.
One for all the messages, which say "never give up!". All for one hope, "nothing's impossible".
The kit they wear is the kit of million tears and joys. The kit they wear is one that denies impossibilities.
When the Three Musketeers step up to the battlefield, their hearts are greater than their fellows' dreams. Their blood runs faster than our nervous skins.
If they should die, I want them to die with honor badge around their shoulders. As what they've done so far has been great.
Tribute to the Three Musketeers of Rossoneri: Paolo Maldini, Massimo Ambrosini, and Filippo Inzaghi.