Para ti
Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers
..tell me friend is life not like… It must take work to get a hold of ...ah..but after the work.... The golden sweetness..
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
At night they say he was calm His gaze lost.... He was in love.. The stars.. The moon
Little bird, little bird Out side my window On the bobwire fence Fly away, fly away The beauty!..
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
En el monte Se escuchan Las acordiones Al cielo cantan La balada
He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze
Blessed be the calm and tranquil Blessed be the man Who does not loose sight Of the virtous horizon Blessed be the honor inside
A un verdadero caballero siempre s… A un nesesitado cualquera batalla… Un verdadero caballero tiene la F… El nesesitado cualquera no la tien… La sabiduria biene de arriba.
As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty
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...
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.