From the friend
Listen with calm and joy Listen with happiness ...his story is a tragedy There is joy there is pain There is beauty there is darkness
There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see
Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers
If ever I am vain I will be slain If ever I lie I will die If ever I disrespect
..tell me friend is life not like… It must take work to get a hold of ...ah..but after the work.... The golden sweetness..
En el monte Se escuchan Las acordiones Al cielo cantan La balada
I do not write poetry out of distr…
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.
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…
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
Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.
Blessed be the calm and tranquil Blessed be the man Who does not loose sight Of the virtous horizon Blessed be the honor inside
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...
Have you seen me?... If you have Can you please Tell me To come back
The souls Of the good Are a wonder The souls Of the good