HOW BEAUTIFUL IS THIS LIFE
I like the smell with morning
I like the first sip of coffee
I feel like the sun peeks at my window
and I fill my eyes, a beautiful sunrise.
I like listening to the peace of the mountains
watch the sunset colors
my feet feel the sand on the beach
and the sweet cane, when I kiss my wife.
It is that time is in a hurry,
pa 'unsubscribe from the list, but I tell him.
Oh, how beautiful it is this life
but sometimes it hurts so much
and in spite of everything
there is always someone who loves us,
there is always someone who cares.
Ay ay ay ay, how beautiful it is this life
and even if not forever
if I live with my people
It is nice to death with brandy and tequila.
I like to hear the voice of a guitar
provide for that friend who went
feel the embrace of the morning
and fill the eyes of another beautiful sunrise.
It is that time is in a hurry,
pa 'unsubscribe from the list, but I tell him.
Oh, how beautiful it is this life
but sometimes it hurts so much
and in spite of everything
there is always someone who loves us,
there is always someone who cares.
Ay ay ay ay, how beautiful it is this life
and even if not forever
if I live with my people
It is nice to death with brandy and tequila.
Ay ay ay ay, how beautiful it is this life
but sometimes it hurts so much
and in spite of everything
there is always someone who loves us,
there is always someone who cares.
Ay ay ay ay, how beautiful it is this life
and even if not forever
if I live with my people
It is nice to death with brandy and tequila.
JAIME MOLINA
I remember Jaime Molina
when he is drunk put this condition
That if I died first I did a portrait
or, if he died first he pulled a are
Now I prefer this condition
that I did not remove the portrait and son.
Famous were his carousing
that no friend let her sleep
when he was drinking.
Always I insulted me
with words of affection could say
After I sat leg
I had a joke and began to laugh.
The thing started very young
Jaime Molina taught me to drink
wherever he was, he was with me
and wherever I was, I was with him
Now it hurts that he's gone
I was not Jaime and without Rafael.
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