Saturday, August 17, 2013
Papers I Kept From My Mission to Buenos Aires
Rice pudding I want to get married
With a senorita from San Nicolas
That knows how to sew
That knows how to sleep
That knows how to open the door
to go and play.
Song of goodbye
Why lose the hope of seeing you again
Why loss the hope if there is so much love
chorus: It is nothing more than a see you later
Nothing more than a brief goodbye.
Very soon around the fire
We will reunite.
With our hands entwined
around the fireplace
We form this night
A circle of love.
That the Lord protect you
and bless you
Secure in the knowledge
That another day we will reunite