
An ancient poetry,
Quite beautifully written is now erased from many memories,
For it is old as love itself.
An ancient poetry is as ancient as nature itself.
Adios!

An ancient poetry,
Quite beautifully written is now erased from many memories,
For it is old as love itself.
An ancient poetry is as ancient as nature itself.
Adios!

A big communicator,
Is good for nothing.
They speak nonsense and do nothing but what to do?
We are nothing but lay people.
The card is lost,
So is my mind.
Now help me O! Lord,
For I am yours
And I am thine’s.
In Truth We Find Someone Who Helps.
Adios

The big tree told me “Hi”.
I waved my hand and said “Hi”.
It the made the tree smile.
Adios!

A car and it’s light,
Go hand in hand,
For the day often turns into night and it turns out to be well.
A car and it’s lights are truly meant to be together.
Adios!