Robert Ruiz Biography

When I was a child and
dreams had wings that
reached beyond the sun;
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Like the pessimistic fellow
Who is lost within a crowd
Life comings running toward me
hoping I’ll give it a try.
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Como gotas de lluvia lijera

que caen en la primavera
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People are a running ‘round

Ships are caught and
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I sat alone and wondered why

People must grow old and die
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