Miguel, Miguel, you have no bees, and yet sell honey.
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San Miguel
Started off the day with a thought
That took me far away
I think I found a place
Where I know I can be forever
Its down in san miguel
(lookin for lookin for lookin for a lady)
Could be in mexico
Where you dont need no dough
I know Im gonna go
Lookin for the ladies of love
I go where Im going
Goin straight ahead
Down in to san miguel
Over the top
We cross the border now
Headin in to san miguel
Thats where Im gonna go
(lookin for lookin for lookin for a lady)
Hope you will be comin too
You can kick off your shoes
Come on its time to go
Lookin for the ladies of love
Ow ow
Yiyiyiyiyiyi
Its down in san miguel
(lookin for lookin for lookin for a lady)
Could be in mexico
Where you dont need no dough
I know Im gonna go
Lookin for the ladies of love
La la la la
La la la la
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song performed by by Beach Boys
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The Bee-Boy's Song
Bees! Bees! Hark to your bees!
"Hide from your neigbours as much as you please,
But all that has happened, to us you must tell,
Or else we will give you no honey to sell!"
A maiden in her glory,
Upon her wedding - day,
Must tell her Bees the story,
Or else they'll fly away.
Fly away -- die away --
Dwindle down and leave you!
But if you don't deceive your Bees,
Your Bees will not deceive you.
Marriage, birth or buryin',
News across the seas,
All you're sad or merry in,
You must tell the Bees.
Tell 'em coming in an' out,
Where the Fanners fan,
'Cause the Bees are just about
As curious as a man!
Don't you wait where the trees are,
When the lightnings play,
Nor don't you hate where Bees are,
Or else they'll pine away.
Pine away -- dwine away --
Anything to leave you!
But if you never grieve your Bees,
Your Bees'll never grieve you.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Miguel
Never had much to say
He traveled alone with no friends
Like a shadowy ghost
At dawn he came and he went
Through the woodland swiftly gliding
To the young maid he came gliding
Where shed run to meet him
By the garden wall
Oh my sweet miguel
I will never tell
No one will ever know
What I know too well
And hed smile and lay his head on her breast
And hed say I have no fear
Theyre waiting for me to cross the border, to swim the river
But Ive done that before
To see my true loves smiling face
A hundred times or more
Oh my sweet miguel she cried
Ill love you till I die
He was born to the south
In mexico they say
The child of a man
Who had soon gone away
But his mother loved him dearly
And she would take him yearly
To the great cathedral in st. augustine
Oh my young miguel
Listen to the bell
Of my poverty
You must never tell
And he cried himself to sleep in the night
And he vowed to make things right
So he took the gun down from the wall and he paid a call
He knew shed understand
A lawman came to capture him
The gun jumped in his hand
Oh miguel the mother cried
You must run son or youll die
So the story is told
Of his true love cross the line
As strong as the oak
And as sweet as the vine
And the child she bore him
Came on that fateful mornin
When they sent him to his final rest
Oh my sweet miguel
Listen to the bell
No one will ever know
What I know too well
And shed smile and lay the child on her breast
And shed say I have no fear
Im waiting for you to cross the border, to swim the river
cause youve done that before
To see your true loves smiling face
A hundred times or more
Oh my sweet miguel she cried
Ill love you till I die
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Sinaloa Cowboys
Miguel came from a small town in northern mexico
He came north with his brother luis to california three years ago
They crossed at the river levee when luis was just 16
And found work together in the fields of the san joaquin
They left their friends and family
Their father said my sons one thing you will learn
For everything the north gives it exacts a price in return.
They worked side by side in the orchards
From morning till the day was thru
Doing the work the hueros wouldnt
Word was out some men in from sinaloa were looking for some hands
Well deep in fresno county there was a deserted chicken ranch
There was a small tin shack on the edge of a ravine
Miguel and luis stood cooking methamphetamine
You could spend a year in the orchards
Or make half as much in one ten-hour shift
Working for the men from sinaloa
But if you slipped the hydriodic acid
Could burn right thru your skin
Theyd leave you spittin up blood in the desert
If you breathed those fumes in
It was early one winter evening as miguel stood watch outside
When the shack exploded lighting up the valley night
Miguel carried luis body over his shoulder down a swale
To the creekside and there in the tall grass luis rosales died
Miguel lifted luis body into his truck and then he drove
To where the morning sunlight fell on a eucalyptus grove
There in the dirt he dug up 10000 dollars all that theyd saved
Kissed his brothers lips and placed him in his grave
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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What a man has, so much he is sure of.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Love not what you are, but what you may become.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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We never know, believe me, when we have succeeded best.
quote by Miguel de Unamuno
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When it comes to .NET they've done a really outstanding job.
quote by Miguel de Icaza
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As ill-luck would have it.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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I did try to win a sixth, but it was not to be.
quote by Miguel Indurain
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I'm just trying to play my best and have fun.
quote by Miguel Cabrera
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Love not what you are, but what you may become.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Let every man look before he leaps.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Every man is the son of his own works.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Bees
From the hollow trees in their native home
them old fellows cut the honeycomb.
On honey and little white grubs they fed,
'cause them young bees was blackfeller's bread.
That's why they was so mighty and strong
in their native home in Currarong.
An' them old fellers' drink was honey-bul;
honey and water, a coolamon full.
Naked through the bush they went,
an' never knew what sickness meant,
them native bees could do you no harm,
they'd crawl all over your honey-smeared arm.
But them Eyetalian bees, they'd bung
your eyes right up. When we was young
we used to rob their honey-trees,
Savage! they'd fetch your blood, Them bees
would zoom an' zing an' chase a feller
from Bombaderry to Bodalla
Well Old Uncle Ninah, and Billy Bulloo
Old Jacky Mumbulla, King Merriman too,
them fierce old fellers, they're all gone now.
An' the wild honey's still in the gumtree bough.
poem by Roland Robinson
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He had a face like a blessing.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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I shall be as secret as the grave.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Some people will believe anything if you whisper it to them.
quote by Miguel de Unamuno
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A good name is better than riches.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Ill-luck, you know, seldom comes alone.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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