Have you seen me?... If you have Can you please Tell me To come back

There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see

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

Para aser las cosas bien el homre…

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

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

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…

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

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...

Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones

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

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