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

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…

If ever I am vain I will be slain If ever I lie I will die If ever I disrespect

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

Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers

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...

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...

..tell me friend is life not like… It must take work to get a hold of ...ah..but after the work.... The golden sweetness..

Have you seen me?... If you have Can you please Tell me To come back

There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see

Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones

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

Ah!..san diego!.....the city the gem tucked between mountain and sea where men of honor are made where strength is born in cultured people of immpeccable intent work is hard work is hon...