De un amigo
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
I do not write poetry out of distr…
I am a bad man....
If ever I am vain I will be slain If ever I lie I will die If ever I disrespect
Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers
Little bird, little bird Out side my window On the bobwire fence Fly away, fly away The beauty!..
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...
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…
The souls Of the good Are a wonder The souls Of the good
He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze
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.
As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty
Blessed be the calm and tranquil Blessed be the man Who does not loose sight Of the virtous horizon Blessed be the honor inside
Para aser las cosas bien el homre…