Para aser las cosas bien el homre…
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty
I am a bad man....
En el monte Se escuchan Las acordiones Al cielo cantan La balada
There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see
At night they say he was calm His gaze lost.... He was in love.. The stars.. The moon
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.
He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze
Little bird, little bird Out side my window On the bobwire fence Fly away, fly away The beauty!..
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
Those tales of Men who souls are… Those tales of virtuous bandits...…
Blessed be the calm and tranquil Blessed be the man Who does not loose sight Of the virtous horizon Blessed be the honor inside
there is a Wonder a golden light t…
