From the freind
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
Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.
I am a bad man....
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
Para aser las cosas bien el homre…
He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze
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...
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
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…
Those tales of Men who souls are… Those tales of virtuous bandits...…
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..
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
