Laguna in her hammock swings
Beneath great Eucalyptus
trees--
Strums an old guitar and
sings
Plaintive Spanish
melodies:
Memories of Mission
days,
When cavalier and
troubador
Sauntered down these sunlit
ways
Por la Siesta de Amor
What thoÕ the mad world
rushes by
Beneath her Eucalyptus
trees,
Laguna still sings
languidly
Her plaintive minor strains
of peace--
The peace of olden, golden
days
When cavalier and
troubador
Sauntered down these sunlit
ways
Por la Siesta de Amor.