From the freind
how much is a robe of silk?...how much are the golden trumpets?...how much is a field of roses?...how much is a wall of marble?...how much is a kingdom between mountains of lions and me...
Those tales of Men who souls are… Those tales of virtuous bandits...…
Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.
I hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places
En el monte Se escuchan Las acordiones Al cielo cantan La balada
I am a bad man....
Have you seen me?... If you have Can you please Tell me To come back
As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty
At night they say he was calm His gaze lost.... He was in love.. The stars.. The moon
I can hear hear frank sinatras fly… I can see the old timers smile I can see the boys huddle Planning schemeing and dreaming I can hear the pirates acordion on…
The stars brightly shown perhaps Wisdom had been sprinkling the sky to calm the ones in the night who were looking ...searching....the mountains around giants full with life aromas, and...
The souls Of the good Are a wonder The souls Of the good
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
there is a Wonder a golden light t…
I think ill sit alone for awhile To call upon Wisdom so that my eyes might open Perhaps calm will come then And I will forget