Non c'entra una mazza, ma per cazzeggio ho chiesto a Chat GPT di scrivere una canzone su un tennista
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ChatGPT
(Verse 1)
In the early morning light, he takes the court,
A warrior with a racket, he's ready for the sport.
With every stride, determination in his eyes,
He's got the heart of a champion, reaching for the skies.
(Pre-Chorus)
Strings singing in the breeze, a symphony of skill,
He's got the fire in his soul, the power and the will.
He'll chase down every ball, won't back down from the fight,
This tennis player's gonna shine, like a beacon in the night.
(Chorus)
Oh, he's dancing on the baseline, with grace and with flair,
A tennis player's spirit, he's flying through the air.
The crowd, they hold their breath, as he serves and he volleys,
This game is his passion, he's the one and only.
(Verse 2)
Through the sweat and the struggle, he stands tall,
A master of the court, he gives his all.
He studies every opponent, knows their every move,
Crafting his strategy, he's got something to prove.
(Pre-Chorus)
Strings singing in the breeze, a symphony of skill,
He's got the fire in his soul, the power and the will.
He'll chase down every ball, won't back down from the fight,
This tennis player's gonna shine, like a beacon in the night.
(Chorus)
Oh, he's dancing on the baseline, with grace and with flair,
A tennis player's spirit, he's flying through the air.
The crowd, they hold their breath, as he serves and he volleys,
This game is his passion, he's the one and only.
(Bridge)
In the heat of the moment, when the game's on the line,
He digs deep into his heart, lets his spirit shine.
With every swing and every step, he's writing his story,
A tennis player's glory, in all its full glory.
(Verse 3)
As the sun sets low, casting shadows on the court,
He's still standing strong, giving it his all and more.
A warrior with a racket, a legend in the making,
This tennis player's spirit, there's no mistaking.
(Chorus)
Oh, he's dancing on the baseline, with grace and with flair,
A tennis player's spirit, he's flying through the air.
The crowd, they hold their breath, as he serves and he volleys,
This game is his passion, he's the one and only.
(Outro)
So let the world remember, the name that's in the game,
A tennis player's legacy, forever in the hall of fame.
With every swing, he leaves a mark, a champion's true story,
This tennis player's spirit, in all its boundless glory.