A gentleman, singing tunes of past generations, dignified,
filled with rhythm, a joy to listen to.
Amazingly, his voice is the same tone as that of Dean
Martins' and without his glasses on, his eyes resemble old
Deans' also.
A pleasure to be in his presence, an entertainer that meets
the definition of one, creating an exquisite experience of
lifelong musical talent - a joy to us all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem