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

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

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

Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers

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…

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...

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

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...

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!....

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

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.

I do not write poetry out of distr…

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

Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones