From the freind
Those tales of Men who souls are… Those tales of virtuous bandits...…
I hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places
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...
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.
there is a Wonder a golden light t…
Drink..!..man!..drink! For some men! After these nights! Better they think!....
Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.
Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers
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
Blessed be the calm and tranquil Blessed be the man Who does not loose sight Of the virtous horizon Blessed be the honor inside
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...
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
