Segunda poesia de Jaime Aymerich: Chiapas Young and free you are, With your magical smile, You run fast at least, In the nicely paradise. Without shoes or clothes, You live in your own world, And the food is not a problem, Because you are free as god. Play children play, And forget about the world, Just imagine all the joy, In the beauty of your world. All the hunger in your eyes, You can counquer all the smiles, But remember my old son, That you are free as god. Jaime Aymerich Copyright 2005 Jaime Alberto Aymerich
Chiapas
Young and free you are,
With your magical smile,
You run fast at least,
In the nicely paradise.
Without shoes or clothes,
You live in your own world,
And the food is not a problem,
Because you are free as god.
Play children play,
And forget about the world,
Just imagine all the joy,
In the beauty of your world.
All the hunger in your eyes,
You can counquer all the smiles,
But remember my old son,
That you are free as god.
Jaime Aymerich
Copyright 2005 Jaime Alberto Aymerich
With your magical smile,
You run fast at least,
In the nicely paradise.
Without shoes or clothes,
You live in your own world,
And the food is not a problem,
Because you are free as god.
Play children play,
And forget about the world,
Just imagine all the joy,
In the beauty of your world.
All the hunger in your eyes,
You can counquer all the smiles,
But remember my old son,
That you are free as god.
Jaime Aymerich
Copyright 2005 Jaime Alberto Aymerich
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