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

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

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

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

Little bird, little bird Out side my window On the bobwire fence Fly away, fly away The 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

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…

Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones

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...

He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze

I hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places

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.

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

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...