Confirm the dream, old friend,
With many a compadre and desperado.
Confirm the laugh, mi amigo,
The smile of an aficionado.
Travel with me in time
With Juan, big Mike and Julio
When we played guitars and sang songs
We heard on an old transistor radio.
Of good times we had in old Mexico.
Recall the fellowship of familiarity,
Companionship with our fellows,
Traveling down life’s arduous path
Against cloudless skies of indigo.
Of silent affections we yearned to know.
Upon which we can no longer go.
Salute those we knew who died
Singing a sad song of sorrow
And went out beaming a smile
Having no delusions of tomorrow.
Sing a song of languid longing
For misspent youth squandered years ago
As dreams long forgotten in life
Are recalled at death by friends who know.