Yes, I know that in 2010 I was the King of Cups, and also have honored me with being the third best team of the decade, and has recovered Navas and Kanoute is still number one. But please, dear Reyes Magos, as I have been so good in the year behind us, as I have done all the homework in these last decade, please grant me this wish. Forty-three points, and the sooner the better. Lest you pass by and leave my empty white socks. And another time I will ask the League, European Cup, or even better, winning the club mundialito, but this year, please let me in the wallet these forty-three points. I'm content with that. It is so little to you that everything you can! Rey Melchor, trust me. You who have the beard of the color of my shirt. You who are the King of Kings, the most generous, the wisest, the most accommodating. Give me these forty-three points please. Look how little I ask. Look how little I demand. What is forty and three points for you, when we used to be sixty or seventy? Am I going to deny? Do not I deserve them?.
Dear Kings, not long pass over this year, please. I thank my home address: Calle Sevilla Football Club, number one. In Seville. Where the stars look over our third ring every time you hit sixteen minute match. Where the Rapture pinches the heart of forty thousand Sevilla every Sunday. Where look radiant crimson flags of our centenary club.
Be good, please. Be good. No one in this world, which has made both enjoy Seville. Sevilla has never known such joy, such joy and a football team. Never the capital of Andalusia has lived so his game. Generations of Seville have not known much prestige, not so much honor, not so bright as it has given the Sevilla Football Club.
Therefore, dear Kings, Baltasar dear King, you who enarbolastes one day the flag of our anniversary, I ask only this year forty-three points. I can not deny me! Even excuse the crisis. It's so little! It will be better times! Today we won after nearly two months without it. That's something. We already have 23 points. There are only more than twenty others. Am I going to deny those?
Yes, I know that the best is still to come, Who could doubt it?, But for now, give me these forty-three points, please!
Signed: A Sevilla still intact the illusion of seeing the champion Sevilla. League, of course.
Be good, please. Be good. No one in this world, which has made both enjoy Seville. Sevilla has never known such joy, such joy and a football team. Never the capital of Andalusia has lived so his game. Generations of Seville have not known much prestige, not so much honor, not so bright as it has given the Sevilla Football Club.
Therefore, dear Kings, Baltasar dear King, you who enarbolastes one day the flag of our anniversary, I ask only this year forty-three points. I can not deny me! Even excuse the crisis. It's so little! It will be better times! Today we won after nearly two months without it. That's something. We already have 23 points. There are only more than twenty others. Am I going to deny those?
Yes, I know that the best is still to come, Who could doubt it?, But for now, give me these forty-three points, please!
Signed: A Sevilla still intact the illusion of seeing the champion Sevilla. League, of course.
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