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...

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

Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones

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

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...

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

At night they say he was calm His gaze lost.... He was in love.. The stars.. The moon

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

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 hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places

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

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

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

I am a bad man....