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Jinotaga, Jinotaga

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Jinotaga, Jinotaga

Donde los vientos fríos soplan

Las montañas cubiertas de niebla

Ahí es donde se está a la espera

Oh, Jinotaga

Ella estará esperando

En el pórtico

Observación para el autobús

Hacer una parada en su puerta

Jinotega, Jinotega oh

Donde los vientos fríos soplan

Las montañas cubiertas de niebla

La canción de bus viene

Rodando por la carretera

Parando delante de ella

Doy un paso hacia abajo desde el bus

Y he aquí

Es mi Marlene

Ojos en toda la aglow

Con esa sonrisa soleada

El dar un paseo hacia mí

Jinotega, Jinotega oh

Donde los vientos fríos soplan

Las montañas cubiertas de niebla

Nos abrazamos el uno al otro

En la acera

en Jinotega

Sus suaves labios tan cálido

Oh, Jinotega

Ken Bennison

Photography, Poetry

Jinotega, Jinotega

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Jinotaga, Jinotaga

Where the cool winds blow

The mountains covered in mist

That is where she is waiting

Oh, Jinotaga

She will be waiting

On the porch

Watching for the bus

To stop by her door

Jinotaga, oh Jinotaga

Where the cool winds blow

The mountains covered in mist

The bus soon comes

Rolling down the highway

Stopping in front of her

I step down from the bus

And there before me

Is my Marlene

Eyes all aglow

With that sunny smile

Strolling towards me

Jinotaga, oh Jinotaga

Where the cool winds blow

The mountains covered in mist

We embrace one another

On the sidewalk

In Jinotaga

Her soft lips so warm

Oh Jinotaga

Photography, Poetry

Domingo Por la Mañana Azul

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Domingo Por la Mañana Azul

(Sunday Morning Blues)

Me despertó en un domingo por la mañana

soñé contigo anoche

Que estabas a mi lado

En la oscuridad de la noche

Compartiendo nuestro amor juntos

Pero miro a mi alrededor

estoy completamente solo

Sólo yo y una memoria

Consigo esa sensación solitario

El blues domingo por la mañana

Señora bonita, Te amo

Señora bonita, te extraño

Señora bonita, te necesito

Todo lo que buscan es tener la mano

En la oscuridad de la noche

Para sentir el calor de tu amor

Pero sólo saber

Que usted está allí

Señora bonita, Te amo

Señora bonita, te extraño

Señora bonita, te necesito

Solo pensando en ti

Mientras yacía despierto

Ese domingo por la mañana

Sé en mi corazón

Que los sueños se hacen realidad

Photography, Poetry

Sunday Morning Blues

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Sunday Morning Blues

I woke up on a Sunday morning

I dreamed of you last night

That you were by my side

In the darkness of night

Sharing our love together

But I look around me

I am all alone

Just me and a memory

I get that lonesome feeling

The Sunday morning blues

Pretty lady, I love you

Pretty lady, I miss you

Pretty lady, I need you

All I seek is to hold your hand

In the darkness of night

To feel the warmth of your love

But to just to know

That you are there

Pretty lady, I love you

Pretty lady, I miss you

Pretty lady, I need you

Just thinking of you

As I lay awake

That Sunday morning

I know in my heart

That dreams come true

Photography, Poetry

Un Niño’s La Oracion

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Un Niño’s La Oracion

Querido Dios

Yo soy apenas un poco nino

mi papá

El es ido

Sólo mi madre y yo

Mi hermana, hago no saber

Donde ella es

Querido Dios

Como me arrodillo por mi la cama

A orar a usted

Mis ojos están difuminando

Las lágrimas ellos el flujo

Todo las noches

Querido Dios

Por favor, ayúda mi

Encuentra mi papá

Mi querida hermana

|Que significan todo la el mundo

A mi

mi papá

Mi mamá

Y mi hermana

Querido Dios

Por favor, conteste mis oraciones

Amo a mi papá

Amo a mi mamá

Y mi querida hermanaa

Mi hermana

A venir a casa

Para estar con mamá y yo

Querido Dios

No pregunto

Gran parte de usted

Sé que usted estás ocupado

Soy sólo un niño

Mi corazon doloras

Para mi familia

Querido Dios

Ellos son todo lo que tengo

Todo quiero

Estar con

mi papá

Mi mamá

Mi hermana

Gracias Dios

Para escuchar a me

Photography, Poetry

I Walked Away

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I saw her last night

Sitting in the park

All alone

I had not seen her

In awhile

There was a sadness

About her

That I had never

Seen before

She had been crying

That night

My heart was aching

For her

I longed to touch

Her hair

To kiss her lips

So soft

To hold her tight

So tight

But I walked away

From trouble

It could never be

Between us

Our love was gone

Gone forever

My heart was aching

For her

I longed to touch

Her hair

To kiss her lips

So soft

To hold her tight

So tight

But I walked away

From trouble

It could never be

Between us

Our love was gone

Gone forever

Ken Bennison

Photography, Poetry

Miss You

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Miss You

Sitting alone, all alone

My mind goes to you

I see your winsome smile

The sparkle in your eyes

The way you look at me

The way you touch me

That is what you have

Done to me

Far or near, I miss you

When your light shines

On me

I am a man in love

When your light shines

On me

I am a man in love

A man in love

Miss You

You are always there

In my mind

When I am alone

When the blues come

My mind goes to you

That is the way of it

Sitting alone, all alone

My mind goes to you

I see your winsome smile

The sparkle in your eyes

The way you look at me

The way you touch me

When your light shines

On me

I am a man in love

A man in love

Miss you

Photography, Poetry

In My Arms

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In My Arms

The music is playing

The lights grow dim

Just you and me

My love

As we glide slowly

Over the dance floor

We danced

We kissed

Touching one another

To look into each others eyes

Seeing the depth of our love

The desire growing stronger

We danced

We kissed

Touching one another

The music softly playing

You are like a butterfly

In motion my darling

Beautiful and graceful

As we float along

Lost in time and space

The music softly playing

We danced

We kissed

Touching one another

The music softly playing

With her lips

To my ears

She whispers, I love you

I touch her lips

With a soft kiss

The music softly playing

We danced

We kissed

Touching one another

The music softly playing

Photography, Poetry

Train Of Love

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Train of Love

There is a train

Coming down the track

Baby, you and I

We’ll ride that train

It’s the train of love

Yeah baby

You and I

On the train of love

Don’t know where it goes

But who cares

We’ll ride our love

Down them tracks

On the train of love

Yeah baby,

You and I

On the train of love

Them big ole wheels

Rolling along

I’ll hold you in my arms

As we rock along

Down that railway track

Yeah baby,

You and I

On the train of love

Over the mountains

Through the valleys

You and I, baby

We’ll ride them rails

On the train of love

Yeah baby,

You and I

On the train of love

Yeah baby

We’ll rocking and rolling

On the train of love

Down them tracks

To the end of the line

Photography, Poetry

Bittersweet Memories 2

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Bittersweet Memories

You walked out the door

You never said a word

You never came back

All you left

Was bittersweet memories

You never came back

You never came back

You filled my life

With the sound of your laughter

The smile you gave me

Like a candle in the dark

But all you left

Was bittersweet memories

You never came back

You never came back

The house is empty

My life is empty

The walls are silent

Your voice and laughter

Just a memory

All you left

Is bittersweet memories

I listen for the sound

Of your footsteps

But I know

You will never come back

You will never come back

All you left

Is bittersweet memories

You never came back

You never came back

Ken Bennison