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01 The Not Last One

Fourteen runners at the line, ready for the test,
One by one they push ahead, no time to rest.
It’s not about first place, it’s about who won’t be last,
Step by step, the pace is set, gotta make it past.

Run, don’t stop, the clock won’t wait,
Keep the fire, hold the pace.
One more lap, one more mile,
Last one standing owns the trial.

Rolling Stolls keeps it cool, steady in the race,
Kwan the Swan moves like silk, keeping up the chase.
Rocket Rup takes off fast, burning up the track,
Fart-I-Fajri laughs aloud, never looking back.

Peak Pace Prassou finds her groove, never breaking stride,
Mayhem Cano storms ahead, running wild with pride.
Kondi Grundy digs in deep, refusing to slow down,
Dog Run Dirk runs without his dog, George good old hound.

Speedy Sperrazza flies ahead, fueled by pure desire,
Fadhli the Fury won’t let go, legs are burning fire.
Flying Fabio soars with grace, floating like the wind,
But Raw Pawar is holding back, waiting to begin.

Just Do It Dennis makes his move, pushing through the pain,
Lucky Luke, the gambler, keeps his cards within the game.
One by one, the gaps appear, the weakest start to fade,
The final stretch and 14 runners at the line ready for the test

One by one they push ahead, no time to rest,

It’s not about first place, it’s about who won’t be last

Step by step the pace is set, gotta make it past

Run, don’t stop, the clock won’t wait,
Keep the fire, hold the pace.
One more lap, one more mile,
Last one standing owns the trial.

Rolling Stolls keeps it cool, steady in the race,
Kwan the Swan moves like silk, keeping up the chase.
Rocket Rup takes off fast, burning up the track,
Fart-I-Fajri laughs aloud, never looking back.

04 Steamship Company 1912

Ten set sail on the open road,
Pushing limits, feeling bold.
Steam Ship League, forged in steel,
Running strong with iron will.

Through the streets, through the strain,
100K—no room for pain.
Club 100, earned with pride,
Step by step, they stayed the tide.

Run like the legends, never break,
Through the storm, through the ache.
Side by side, mile by mile,
Steam Ship League, built to style.

All the Way Ausra led the fight,
Feisty Feng burned up the night.
Now Now Zhao was quick on cue,
Rapid Roeder tore right through.

Gone with the Winda flew so free,
Johnny Jets had lightning speed.
McGuire on Fire ran too much,
Couldn’t stop—his mind was stuck.

Road Runner Renne set the pace,
Jana Jackrabbit ran with grace.
Slipstream Slotins stayed so sly,
Drifting past as others tried.

January’s test was cold and long,
Yet every runner stood up strong.
100K, no one fell,
Club 100, they ran so well.

But in the end, one name stood tall,
All the Way Ausra outran them all.

Run like the legends, never break,
Through the storm, through the ache.
Side by side, mile by mile,
Steam Ship League, built to style.

Slipstream Slotins claimed his fight,
But Ausra burned the track so bright.
Through the miles, through the test,
Steam Ship League—built the best!

06 Seafarers Running the Tide

Through storms and waves, the seafarers sail,
Through sweat and pain, we blaze our trail.
The Seafarer League runs bold and free,
A tribute to those who cross the sea.

January’s miles, the race was set,
Ten stood strong, no room for regret.
Club 200, the mark was high,
Step by step, they touched the sky.

Run like the tides, never slow,
Push through the waves, let the distance show.
Through fire and storm, through road and sea,
Seafarer League, running free!

Mighty Michael took the crown,
Even with a break, he locked it down.
Vietnam’s shores, a moment to breathe,
Then back to the road with power beneath.

Wouter Wild and All in Levin,
Fought like warriors, sprinting to win.
Side by side in the final days,
Pushing the pace in a furious blaze.

Miami Vice kept his cool,
Dos Segundos played by the rule.
But more than two seconds kept him behind,
His rival Simon crossed the line.

Runaway Alexey flew so fast,
Runners' Parradise made it last.
A Racing Grace, with perfect flow,
Strijland Strider stole the show.

Ten went far, no one fell,
Through endless miles, they ran so well.
200K, their fate was sealed,
Through sweat and grit, their hearts revealed.

One stood tallest when the race was done,
Mighty Michael was the one.
Through breaks, through fights, through every test,
Seafarer League, they ran their best.

Run like the tides, never slow,
Push through the waves, let the distance show.
Through fire and storm, through road and sea,
Seafarer League, running free!

For those at sea, who face the fight,
We run for you, through day and night.
Through the miles, through the strain,
Seafarer League will rise again!

09 The Final Duel part 1

In the streets of Copenhagen, and in Princeton,
Two runners lined up, one dream to chase on.
Turning Tony, long-stride glory,
New Jersey Nebu, out for the story.

They trained through rain, they burned through miles,
Pushed their limits, pain and smiles.
Rivalry strong, for the race of the year,
Only one will break that tape so clear!

Oh, Nebu’s got the speed, he’s got the fight,
But Tony’s been running every day, every night.
With fire in his soul and a kick so true,
Only one can win, but who’s gonna break through?

Tramps like us, we were born to run!
Tony’s got the heart, yeah, he’s never done!
Down that stretch, through the final bend,
Pushing through ‘til the very end!

‘K’ 900, legs feel tight,
Nebu surging, locked in fight.
Stride for stride, sweat runs cold,
Guts and glory, pain takes hold.

Crowds are screaming, hearts beat fast,
One more mile, make it last!
Tony digs in, finds one more gear,
And leaves Nebu in the dust so clear!

Oh, Nebu fought, he gave it his best,
But Tony ran stronger, left nothing to rest!
Through the tape, arms raised high,
Champion now beneath the sky!

Tramps like us, we were born to run!
Tony’s got the heart, yeah, he’s never done!
One last surge, through the final bend,
Pushing through ‘til the very end!

Whose name will shine in gold,
The legend’s told, the race was bold.
We all cheer, eating popcorn and drinking beer
Just two days to go —we are all winners here!

Tramps like us, we were born to run!

Tony’s got the heart, yeah, he’s never done!

One last surge, through the final bend,
Pushing through ‘til the very end!

Whose name will shine in gold,
The legend’s told, the race was bold.

We all cheer, eating popcorn and drinking beer
Just two days to go —we are all winners here!

02 Race of the Equinox

Ten stood tall at the starting line, ready for the fight,
Equinox League, built to lead, running toward the light.
Like Maersk ships that cut the tide, setting new frontiers,
We chase the pace, embrace the grind, leave behind our fears.

Run like the future, strong and fast,
Push through the struggle, make it last.
Step by step, we break the mold,
Equinox League, the brave, the bold.

Blazing Boegh burns the track, fire in his stride,
Booi Oh Booi’s got the moves, floating side to side.
Kevin Comet cracks a joke, the meme king takes the stage,
Dressed for speed in Jersey snow, fashion tips his rage.

Boom Boom Brun thunders past, Estabananas grins,
Kung Fu Pandeya dodges doubt, kicking up the wind.
Tornado Thomsen spins ahead, No Mercy Maryna flies,
Goodspeed Gottschalk won’t give in, Bauerquick defies.

Run like the future, strong and fast,
Push through the struggle, make it last.
Step by step, we break the mold,
Equinox League, the brave, the bold.

Kevin’s memes keep spirits high, through snow and through the strain,
Jersey chill but hearts on fire, laughing through the pain.
But as the final miles unfold, the battle starts to show,
One will rise to claim the crown, the legend starts to glow.

Boegh is blazing, picking up speed,
Tearing the road with unshaken creed.
One last stretch, the others fade,
Blazing Boegh has won the league!

Run like the future, strong and fast,
Push through the struggle, make it last.
Step by step, we break the mold,
Equinox League, the brave, the bold.

Ten began, but one took flight,
Blazing Boegh, all through the night
Yet through the league, all names will stay,
Running strong, we pave the way!

05 Svendborg Where It All Began

It started in Svendborg, where the stories run deep,
A league of ten, no time for sleep.
Footsteps echo where the past began,
Like Maersk’s journey, they took their stand.

Through the cold, through the strain,
Week by week, they felt the gain.
A race for distance, heart, and pride,
No turning back, no place to hide.

Run like the past, strong and free,
Push through the miles, across the sea.
Step by step, through ice and flame,
Svendborg’s league will know your name.

Across the Line Marijn, fierce and bold,
Viking spirit in waters cold.
Vroom Vroom Verschoor chased him tight,
Burning tracks, a fearless fight.

Dunn and Dusted, back from pain,
Stronger now, through wind and rain.
Dr. Albarran, sharp and fast,
The Corvenator made it last.

Glee Marie ran with a smile,
Cape Town Craig went mile for mile.
Too Zul for School kept up the pace,
Wow Yao sprinted into space.

Eight broke through to Club 100’s fame,
But two went higher, sealed their name.
Across the Line and Vroom Vroom too,
Club 200, legends grew.

January’s test, the fight was long,
Each one ran, each one strong.
But in the end, when the dust had died,
Marijn crossed first with Viking pride.

Run like the past, strong and free,
Push through the miles, across the sea.
Step by step, through ice and flame,
Svendborg’s league will know your name.

From Denmark’s shores to roads untamed,
They ran with fire, hearts unchained.
Through the miles, through the pain,
Svendborg’s spirit runs again!

07 Holler Holler Mr Moller

Ten lined up at the starting gun,
Pushing the limits, chasing the sun.
Miles to burn, no turning back,
Every step left a fire in the track.

Sweat and steel, lungs on fire,
Pounding pavement, climbing higher.
Through the storms, through the pain,
One more step, do it again!

Run forever, never fall!
The Moller League, we give it all!
Through the night, through the pain,
Jet Plane Jing flies again!

Fresh Nadège, right on the line,
Louise the Breeze, right behind.
The three iron ladies, hearts of gold,
Fighting strong, fierce and bold!

Gold Foot Gade, Racer Klaeser,
Pushing limits, running faster.
Okay Okay Josue won’t give in,
Even Stephen goes all in!

Run forever, never fall!
The Moller League, we give it all!
Through the night, through the pain,
Jet Plane Jing flies again!

Club 300, eight made their mark,
Pounding streets from dawn till dark.
Two broke through, to Club 400,
Jing and Nadège, no one stronger!

Ten more kilometers lost in time,
But the record’s hers, the crown divine.
400K and still she runs,
Jet Plane Jing—second to none!

Run forever, never fall!
The Moller League, we give it all!
Through the night, through the pain,
Jet Plane Jing reigns again!

What’s Up Wollny, Dig It Dravecky,
The Qing King, still running steady.
They gave their all, they made it fly,
In the Moller League, legends never die!

10 The Final Duel part 2

In the streets of Copenhagen, at the break of dawn,
Two runners lined up, one dream to chase on.
Turning Tony, long-stride glory,
New Jersey Nebu, out for the story.

They trained through rain, they burned through miles,
Pushed their limits, pain and smiles.
Rivalry strong, for the race of the year,
Only one will break that tape so clear!

Oh, Nebu’s got the speed, he’s got the fight,
But Tony’s been running every day, every night.
With fire in his soul and a kick so true,
Only one can win, but who’s gonna break through?

Tramps like us, we were born to run!
Tony’s got the heart, yeah, he’s never done!
Down that stretch, through the final bend,
Pushing through ‘til the very end!

‘K’ 900, legs feel tight,
Nebu surging, locked in fight.
Stride for stride, sweat runs cold,
Guts and glory, pain takes hold.

Crowds are screaming, hearts beat fast,
One more mile, make it last!
Tony digs in, finds one more gear,
And leaves Nebu in the dust so clear!

Oh, Nebu fought, he gave it his best,
But Tony ran stronger, left nothing to rest!
Through the tape, arms raised high,
Champion now beneath the sky!

Tramps like us, we were born to run!
Tony’s got the heart, yeah, he’s never done!
One last surge, through the final bend,
Pushing through ‘til the very end!

Now Tony’s name shines in gold,
The legend’s told, the race was bold.

Nebu swears ‘I’ll get you next time’

But today is Tony’s, his moment, his prime

Tramps like us, we were born to run!

03 The Gemini Runners of the Future

Ten lined up, ready to roll,
Step by step, they met the goal.
Week by week, they held the line,
Gemini League, built to shine.

Like Maersk’s ships, steady and true,
Revolutionizing all they do.
A network strong, the future’s near,
Running hard, no doubt, no fear.

Run like the future, never slow,
Step by step, let the distance show.
Built for the long haul, steady and fast,
Gemini League—built to last!

Wittmann the Hitman locked in tight,
Breaking the road in morning light.
Aladan wished for speed so bright,
Greyhound Grant was out of sight.

The Wayne Train rolled with no delay,
The Blyderunner paved his way.
No Way Guowei said "no retreat,"
Armandogeddon brought the heat.

Aye Aye Alan led his crew,
Epsom Oddballs running through.
Mean Machine Eugene stayed strong,
Nick the Quick was never wrong.

Like Gemini’s lanes across the sea,
This league ran with certainty.
Week by week, the routes were laid,
Every step, a path was made.

No breaking down, no fading fast,
The network held, the die was cast.
In perfect sync, they played their part,
A system strong, a beating heart.

But in the end, one name stood tall,
100K—he ran them all.
Through the sweat, through the pain,
Wittmann the Hitman owned the game.

Run like the future, never slow,
Step by step, let the distance show.
Built for the long haul, steady and fast,
Gemini League—built to last!

Ten began, all stayed true,
Legends rise when the month is through.
Through the miles, through the fight,
Gemini League runs in the light!