M A R

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Postsecret

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 17 May 2009 00:03:00 +0200

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

El evangelio según mi jardinero

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 16 May 2009 23:44:00 +0200

Me lo dijo el jardinero:
disfrutemos mientras podamos
que es para crecer más fuerte que a veces
viene bien andar pelado
sí puedes, sií
si puedes
recibirás el gospel
en tus membranas, hermano hermana
y si te portas bien
será mañana
sí puedes, sií
si puedes
esta es mi situación
esto es lo que me late
tuve un rapto de imaginación
nadie pagó el rescate
si puedes, sií
si puedes

El evangelio según mi jardinero, Martin Buscaglia

Mil millones de veces

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 15 May 2009 23:52:00 +0200

Si te quedas esta noche nada más

Prometo que voy a cambiar

Las promesas que no puedes comprender

No las deberías de hacer

Las mentiras que no paras de contar

No las voy a creer más

Tus amigos que no paran de llamar

No los puedo soportar

Si descubro que me vuelves a engañar

Te voy a perdonar

Si me vuelves a hacer daño y beber más

No sé lo que va a pasar

Si de pronto no te queda donde ir

Puedes empezar buscarme a mi

Mil millones de veces, Los planetas

Y además es imposible

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 15 May 2009 20:15:00 +0200

Di la verdad,

lo que necesito que me des no me lo vas a dar.

Dámelo ya,

para que voy a esperar a lo que nunca va a llegar.

Mi alma sólo para ti, es lo que tú sueles decir,

¿por qué entonces me siento solo cuando estás aquí?

Dime de quién es el trozo de tu corazón que no puedo tener.

Dime porqué por más que lo estuve intentando nunca lo encontré.

Lo tengo escondido en el mar

para que no puedas llegar

para que te ahogues cansado de tanto nadar.

No voy a ir,

lo que tú me pides nadie se lo puede permitir.

No voy a ir, me voy a quedar en casa acordándome de ti.

Si tú no te quieres venir,

pues mucho peor para ti,

seguro que alguien entrega su vida por mí.

Si tú no me quieres tampoco te quiero yo a ti.

Y además es imposible, Los planetas

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 7 May 2009 05:43:00 +0200

Postsecret

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 5 May 2009 05:37:00 +0200

Tu voz en el mensaje, me pide que te hable

pero puede que sea tarde...

Por la ruta despistada, fue opurtuna tu señal

Si en mis ojos hay diluvios, en los tuyos leo destinos

Fragmento Perdonar es divino, G. Cerati

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Tomado de Postsecret

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noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 9 Jan 2009 06:11:00 +0100

It's now or never, come hold me tight

Kiss me my darling, be mine tonight

Tomorrow will be too late, it's now or never

My love won't wait.

When I first saw you with your smile so tender

My heart was captured, my soul surrendered

I'd spend a lifetime waiting for the right time

Now that your near the time is here at last.

It's now or never, come hold me tight

Kiss me my darling, be mine tonight

Tomorrow will be too late, it's now or never

My love won't wait.

Just like a willow, we would cry an ocean

If we lost true love and sweet devotion

Your lips excite me, let your arms invite me

For who knows when we'll meet again this way

It's now or never, come hold me tight

Kiss me my darling, be mine tonight

Tomorrow will be too late, it's now or never

My love won't wait.

It's now or never, Elvis Presley

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 8 Jan 2009 06:06:00 +0100

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Tomado de Post secret.

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 01:11:00 +0100

Fitter, happier, more productive,

comfortable,not drinking too much,

regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week),

getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries,

at ease,eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),

a patient better driver, a safer car (baby smiling in back seat),

sleeping well (no bad dreams), no paranoia,

careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole),

keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then),

will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall),

favors for favors,

fond but not in love,

charity standing orders,

on Sundays ring road supermarket

(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),

car wash (also on Sundays),

no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows

nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,

nothing so childish - at a better pace,

slower and more calculated,

no chance of escape, now self-employed,

concerned (but powerless),

an empowered and informed member of society

(pragmatism not idealism),

will not cry in public,

less chance of illness,

tires that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat),

a good memory,

still cries at a good film,

still kisses with saliva,

no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick,

that's driven into frozen winter shit

(the ability to laugh at weakness),

calm,fitter,

healthier and more productive

a pig in a cage on antibiotics.

Fitter Happier, Radiohead

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 27 Dec 2008 05:23:00 +0100

Mil gracias por todo tu apoyo.

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 24 Dec 2008 05:13:00 +0100

Tomado de Post secret.

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 14 Dec 2008 05:16:00 +0100

Siento como si me hubieran cortado mi dedo chiquito...

Where did you go....

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 20 Sep 2008 07:54:00 +0200

I'm looking through you, where did you go...

Don Tacho! :)

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 07:58:00 +0200

In my life

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 03:14:00 +0200

There are places I'll remember all my life

Though some have changed

Some forever not for better

Some have gone and some remain

All these places have their moments

With lovers and friends I still can recall

Some are dead and some are living

In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers

There is no one compares with you

And these memories lose their meaning

When I think of love as something new

Though I know I'll never lose affection

For people and things that went beforeI know

I'll often stop and think about them

In my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection

For people and things that went before

I know I'll often stop and think about them

In my life

I love you more

In my life

I love you more.

In my life, The beatles

Here comes the sun

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 03:26:00 +0200

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter

Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I say it's all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces

Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

and I say it's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting

Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,and I say it's all right

It's all right.

Here comes the sun, The beatles