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She quietly told him
you like me :but I
 don't like you
I aint shame that's
how I feel about you
play around, you gonna learn
your lesson
people like me
like teaching lessons
that'll learn em
ole folk say
you grin and smile
you know what I'm
tryna say
Just a little
don't get use to me
I'm sometimey
as you can see
stern and bold
Proud and sassy to
don't play with me
I won't game on you
get it right
do it now
do it like this
let me show you how
you had nough time
to impress me
but you didn't
I like you a little
just waitin for
you to quit me
there a surprise
at the end of the
lesson
you aint gonna like me
Baby got any questions

maybe love and togetherness was losted in
some of the translations.
From the story
the "Crying Wolf"
a Native story about a woman ho left her husband
to be with another man. She didn't understand him
he barley spoke spanish and his english
was full of slang.
She was mistress to his friend, who sailed to Brazil
and she became pregnant and said the child was the
other mans. When people in the village lerned of this tale
they rode there horses to where these people were
and dressed in there native clothes and did dances on there lawns.
then they told all the people in the village
of the tale. This made the woman crazy, and she left the village leaving
the children with the man she had not been in love with.
the story ends
with the woman finding the children with the father
in New Hispania
there they were living the life of wealthy people.
they sold there land to tobacco farmers
and had become wealthy.

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