Appointed Lakhdar small yellow God
Milton J. Hays

There one observer yellow idol to the north of Kathmandu,
There is little marble Cross below town.
A broken-hearted woman around the tomb crazy Carillo,
And the Yellow gazes upon him forever.

It is known as the "mad Carillo" submarines in Kathmandu,
And the warmest of view tends to be substantiated,
But each foolish Chinese he worship in the ranks,
And Colonel son smiled at him too.

I love that each side, with the strong emotions
The truth is that love is clear to all.
It was about twenty years and started arrangements
For the celebration of the birth is with the ball.

Wrote this question is that it is madness Carillo.
He met the next day also denied any task.
Jestingli and then said to him to do anything
Other than green appointed small yellow God.

On the night before the dance and madness Carillo began in a coma,
And, as it is and when Chavid puffed cigars :
But when failure smile, the second was staying alone for a moment,
Then left at night under the stars.

Then before dawn, his shirt torn, bullet - Gash
Between forehead distillery Cross.
The patched up immediately, and sleep throughout the day,
And the daughter of Colonel continued his bed side.

And woke up in the past and whether they can be sent to him through the bullet;
Are revolutionaries and thanked them any gesture;
Is Bade is to search the pocket, saying, "This is crazy Carillo"
And found little green appointed God.

Chastised poor Carillo in the way of women,
Whether it was her eyes Said hot and humid.
But it will not take stones and madness Carillo alone with the jewel.
He encountered on his life.

If the ball was at its height, which is still considered
Throughout the night and rushed him to his room.
As expressed in the barracks square is to listen dreamer air
Procrastination quietly steal up Thro 'depression.

Told him the door wide open, silver through the bright moonlight.
The place overall, which is slipp'ry Dis.
Loaded knife lies buried in the heart of crazy Carillo
'Twas "Revenge of the small yellow God."

No one observer yellow idol to the north of Kathmandu there,
Slightly less marble across town.
A broken-hearted woman around the tomb crazy Carillo
And yellow gazes upon him forever.