The Choice Was Mine And Mine Completely,


I Could Have Any Prize That I Desired


I Could Burn With The Splendor Of The Brightest Fire


Or Else, Or Else I Could Choose Time





Remember, I Was Very Young Then


And A Year Was Forever And A Day


So What Use Would Sixty, Seventy Be?


I Saw The Lights And I Was On My Way





And How I Lived


How They Shone.


But How Soon The Lights Were Gone.





(dies)





Che (Antonio): The Choice Was Yours And No One Elses


You Can Cry For A Body In Despair


Hang Your Head


Because She Is No Longer There


To Shine,


Dazzle,


Or Betray


And How She Lived


How She Shone


But How Soon Her Lights Were Gone.





Some Men: Eyes Hair Face Image


All Must Be Preserved


Still Life Displayes For Eva.


No Less Than She Deserves!