He rushed on stage just like a whirl of roaring waves from sea
And stopped before the audience, admiring it, as if it was the sea
With biggest wish to fold all in his arms
He starts the song and fearlessly down comes…
His searching look explores yet unknown crowd
And every song from stage he’s jumping, down and round
He’s waiting for the quick response of audience’s eyes
With every step, so swift, his hair freely flies
Inspired, open-hearted, full of fun
He’s able to greet public on the run!
Soon afterwards he climbs again on stage
And like a child or god enjoys crowd’s cheering rage
At times he feels like berserk on his way
And instantly grows wild and flies away
He seems like fighting battles, winning Good
Imaginary?! Real?! – tall he stood!
Being always the Explorer here and there
He sticks to True Believer’s pure faith
One hardly can imagine while we stare
What multiple emotions shows his face:
Amazed, afraid, in doubt, fascinated
Inspired, joyful, cunning or alight
Being quick, though balanced,
Never complicated
He’s ever ready for a flight and fair fight!
Whatever times, we all enjoy the chance
With him to stir our blood with best of Eurodance
To share sheer joy with us, at parting
He sometimes mentions that his real name is.. Martin!
1/06/14