"The boy with the sparkle in his eyes"

by Azul

The crowd is waiting...
Some people don`t really care, some are cheering for
the colours of their country, and others are just
waiting for him.
He comes with his head held high, he knows what he has
to do out there
he will put his heart in the game, and he will never
give up
he may lose one day, but he will always keep his head
held high.
He`s a boy, but not just a boy
he looks fragile, we want to take care of him
but within him, his heart is a fortress
he will give us all a lesson in winning, and living...
A warrior, unbreakable spirit, a gentle storm.
Some people are blinded by the colours of their
country
they can not see this magical artist, doing wonders
with a racquet in his hands,
a legend being born...
but we see him
there is something about him that lights up our days.
He`s OUR boy, but not just a boy
one day we will tell our sons, the story of a young
dreamer who conquered our hearts
there is something about him that lights up our days.
Wherever he will be, we will be there waiting just to
see him...
the boy with the sparkle in his eyes.