FIFA World Cup 2026

A North American Anthem

From the maple groves to the Aztec sun,
A triple-crown anthem has just begun.
Three nations, one pulse, on a singular stage,
Writing the beautiful game’s newest page.

The Heart of Mexico

In Mexico City, the Azteca stands tall,
Where the ghosts of Pelé still answer the call.
A cathedral of history, legends, and light,
Opening the gates to a midsummer night.
Then to Guadalajara, the Volcano in bloom,
Where mariachi rhythms dispel every gloom,
And Monterrey’s Steel Giant, jagged and grand,
Echoes the strength of this ancient, proud land.

The Great White North

Up where the False Creek mirrors the sky,
Vancouver’s BC Place sees the flags fly.
A coastal embrace where the mountains meet sea,
In a city that’s wild, urban, and free.
Then Toronto’s BMO, by the Great Lake’s shore,
Where a hundred tongues speak and a thousand more roar,
A mosaic of cultures, a global retreat,
Bringing the world to a downtown street.

The American Tapestry

In Seattle, the Lumen is draped in the mist,
Where the coffee is dark and the seafood is kissed
By the salt of the Sound, while LA’s SoFi gleams,
A Hollywood stage for a world-class of dreams.
In Dallas, the "Death Star" looms massive and wide,
With Tex-Mex and cowboys and deep-rooted pride,
While Kansas City serves jazz and BBQ heat,
With the "loudest of fans" making every heart beat.

From Atlanta’s peach blossoms and Southern-sweet air,
To Boston’s old brick and its history to spare.
Miami’s neon pulse and the Bayou of Houston,
Each city a gear in this global propulsion.
In Philly, the Bell rings for "Brotherly Love,"
While Santa Clara’s tech-sky glimmers above.

The Grand Finale

Then all roads lead East, where the skyscrapers rise,
To the New Jersey marshes under Gotham’s dark eyes.
At MetLife, the climax, the final, the crown,
Where the weight of the world will finally settle down.
Three nations, one spirit, a borderless song,
Where the world comes to play, and we all belong.