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.