Whatever be the season
Whatever be the month
Whatever be the day
When at Roland Garros... Rafa simply makes hay
He is and will remain the best on clay
Year after year..time has the same story to tell
The clay of Paris is still under Rafa's spell
This court for him is not just a tennis court.. It's his home.. His place of meditation
From here he draws strength and inspiration
This year it was number thirteen
Looking forward to number fourteen