The lovely calamity

Three bandits and one little girl
five bottle of drink they never let go
Sent the camels and the food is low
the life it is the life is slow

Three month till a sand steamer comes by
Over the hill top is where we lie
Take the covers under the moon
The less you see the more you feel home

The little girl asked where we are
On this land of the dead the departed
They tell her a story of bandit and
Oh all place she can't see her home

Chorus
Lovely calamities is the life
Pick, oh pick me up where I was going to lie
Saint Maria bless those men
Save me saved her and opened my eyes

The story unfolds as the dead wont talk
Three times faster is the passenger loading the cart
stood behind a girl of my age
Oh oh the saved and the calamity taste