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..

En el monte Se escuchan Las acordiones Al cielo cantan La balada

The souls Of the good Are a wonder The souls Of the good

Blessed be the calm and tranquil Blessed be the man Who does not loose sight Of the virtous horizon Blessed be the honor inside

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...

there is a Wonder a golden light t…

Drink..!..man!..drink! For some men! After these nights! Better they think!....

Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.

I do not write poetry out of distr…

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

Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones

I hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places

Those tales of Men who souls are… Those tales of virtuous bandits...…

As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty