To Luis Alberto And Marianna Poem by Liza Sud

I have watched the series with Luis Alberto,
How the rich cry also, when I was a child,
It was very peaceful, delightful and fair,
Although the Mexican passions could ramp.

And what I remember the main thing is nature,
The landscapes and brightness, continuous air.
And simple emotions, and secret begetting,
And kind-hearted people were good everywhere.

The rustic song playing in the village haymow,
It took me somewhere to wonderful dreams.
Since that time I'm in love with rustic surroundings,
Although my own travels were a rarity.

They live in ideas: Alberto, Marianna.
Izaura's ranch as the sign of a screen.
It made you smile now! Then probably that's why
It's worthy of filming an expensive film.