Mexico
Mexico,
Like That, there Is not Another,
My Beautiful Country,
My Beautiful Land,
With Many Traditions,
And No Matter How Many There Are,
That Is My Country.
With The Toltec,
Aztec,
And Mayan Traditions,
With The Old Traditions,
And With All The Uniforms.
With The Delicious Food,
There, You Are Welcome,
With Old Personages,
That Continue In Our Minds.
A Beautiful Country,
With My Beautiful Land,
My Pretty one,
Yucatan.
--by Rowel
Mexico
Mexico,
Como Ese Nohay Otro,
Mi Hermosa Patria,
Una Hermosa Tierra,
Con Muchas Tradiciones,
Y Aunque Son De Montones,
Ese Es Mi Pais.
Con Las Tradiciones Mayas,
Aztecas Y Toltecas,
Con Las Viejas Tradiciones,
Y Con Muchos Uniformes.
Con La Deliciosa Comida,
Alla Te Dan La Bienvenida,
Con Viejos Personajes,
Que Continuan En Nuestras Mentes.
Una Hermosa Patria,
Con Mi Hermosa Tierra,
Mi Lindo
Yucatan.
--Rowel
Broken
I found my love in a nearby wood.
She spoke to me and yet I should.
Get nearby her, because I know nothing of her,
And she knows nothing of me.
We meet regularly by this tall tree,
We rolled in the leaves in autumn,
We sang with the birds,
We drew a heart with our names in it,
And she still knows nothing of me.
The next day I came to this same tree,
I saw nothing but footsteps leading to the north,
Where I cannot go
I am broken…
--by Charleston
The Eagles
Its wide wings adore me
The Sun reflects its shadow
It is beautiful to see it soaring that high
I would like to fly someday with these giants
Seeing the sky
Passing by
Me swiftly
Flying high
Being weightless and letting troubles pass me by
Then again-
I’d rather like to stay on the ground;
Where I would stay with family that could protect me
Instead of being in the wild.
-- By; C.J.