tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2499430103430291702026-06-09T02:53:34.082+02:00Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comBlogger8789125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-8485993881306961652026-04-11T02:47:00.001+02:002026-04-11T02:47:07.726+02:00<p></p>¿recuerdas vivir?<div>¿recuerdas mentirme?</div>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-11412348475737184742026-04-03T02:00:28.091+02:002026-04-03T02:00:45.798+02:00<p>&nbsp;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/uzNp5f4196w?si=crQt9uFvSCFuBGP5" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" referrerpolicy="strict-origin-when-cross-origin" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-42889033704261796972026-04-03T01:49:00.001+02:002026-04-03T01:49:10.888+02:00<p>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/gk88ed8P5pU?si=wGdYDnxBlkBqMsVV" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" referrerpolicy="strict-origin-when-cross-origin" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-76743985007957923582026-03-15T01:26:00.002+01:002026-03-15T01:26:10.932+01:00<p>&nbsp;En otros ojos de agua mas clara quería mirarme</p><p>Mas siempre vuelvo a buscar tu sonrisa de sorna cruel...</p><p><br /></p><p>¡Vela conmigo!</p><p>Soy el insomne, tu amigo,</p><p>Dame tu antigua caricia... Y conversación...</p><p>Luna de agosto, madre y señora del vino</p><p>Hazme encontrar el camino.</p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-4160401603840931332026-02-15T01:11:00.001+01:002026-02-15T01:11:07.411+01:00<p>&nbsp;Si msñanab me acuerdo, escribir3</p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-29479105604632344012026-02-15T01:07:00.002+01:002026-02-15T01:07:57.765+01:00<p>&nbsp;<span style="background-color: #1f1f1f; color: #eef0ff; font-family: &quot;Google Sans&quot;, Roboto, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine</span></p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-39322728241838098432026-01-18T00:26:00.001+01:002026-01-18T00:26:50.474+01:00<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/7x35ETy2sbg?si=_Kz0rniPrzVEm91e" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" referrerpolicy="strict-origin-when-cross-origin" allowfullscreen></iframe>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-55533039309848409342026-01-16T02:36:00.005+01:002026-01-16T02:36:21.827+01:00¿no piensas en volver? ¿es seguir solo ir? ¿es la brisa un recuerdo? ¿es caminar torero? ¿ves que al futuro arder? ¿caminar es partir? ¿es la risa un talento? ¿es mirar solo ser? ¿es vivir todo incierto? ¿es pisar solo ir? ¿es sentir solo el viento? ¿eres tu? ¿es así? ¿quieres darle otro tiento? ¿es el vino la brisa? ¿es la droga un sustento? ¿eres tu? ¿es así? ¡eres tu, yo lo siento!Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-82365979311096567242026-01-02T09:43:00.000+01:002026-01-02T09:43:10.455+01:00https://www.instagram.com/reel/DPwmWdVD7Q2/?igsh=aG42Y3hlbzd2cXc1Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-48182984362555443212025-12-13T23:47:00.002+01:002025-12-13T23:47:58.445+01:00<iframe class="BLOG_video_class" allowfullscreen="" youtube-src-id="-crgQGdpZR0" width="320" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/-crgQGdpZR0"></iframe>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-86550324060213059102025-12-13T02:26:00.002+01:002025-12-13T02:26:13.887+01:00recuerdo tu voz y la vida que decía recuerdo tu voz recuerdo cuánto dolíaYayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-72713137585940075932025-12-13T02:17:00.001+01:002025-12-13T02:17:33.683+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5TlzOWwwyX29iMMO8MicnwIxsLkLPxn6gw9TvlT_rBGyA5G-cV61q-CwHAgOr6ZUcxTrX7_xH-4ax3oNoW3lgV3gTJMB3fvp655bZfrClSobFybz6M45WaTOoocbWPlX2JTiVDUCdiFCZ5Cyv8_z095pUIpgpZD9bPc7cHWjygx6WYV3Csz1b7mh2FKI/s1965/animal-eating-sweet-delicious-cake_23-2151534264.jpg" style="display: block; 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text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="320" data-original-height="610" data-original-width="447" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkh0zSvcxcxDS88PMEbZPcPfiJ6bOOMh_HILtvxjqYL5Oh45cznVvkjU-L8IQ4HjCZP-iHzTu4NYqdQTvkT25De-46RWMnO1APKKpNkz1pDdNfLw_cqLtcv2XSY_3UOlOZjiTOSwHOWdvMRX26VCol3A7MMPLdunk6Ks_mTdWtQQMAROfHLsclOSgLxNo/s320/1000032285.jpg"/></a></div>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-45326245483878280412025-10-12T01:10:40.845+02:002025-10-12T01:10:49.743+02:00If it’s December 1941 in Casablanca, what time is it in New York?Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-40906529224437789862025-09-13T02:10:00.003+02:002025-09-13T02:10:18.966+02:00<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/oo7VlD66ISM?si=wavCyDIuhtYGyz40" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" referrerpolicy="strict-origin-when-cross-origin" allowfullscreen></iframe>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-45193554056976783932025-08-28T01:05:00.002+02:002025-08-28T01:05:19.328+02:00<p>&nbsp;voy a pegar un texto. sigo a gente que conozco y otros que no pero que sigo por otra forma de comunicación unilateral.</p><p>voy a pegar trozos de un texto y voy a censurar y cambiar cosas de sitio porque google puede acabar encontrando al original. cito:</p><p>"Mi mujer me perdonará, mi hija lo sabe. Acaba de apagarse la mayor luminaria de todas las estrellas, la mayor luz que hubo en mi casa, la estrella de la mañana, las ganas de vivir. Mi gata XXX ha muerto en mis manos sin mayor gesto que dejar de respirar y colgarse su cuello de la manera repugnante en que lo más maravilloso de este mundo puede dejar de existir. Nada se acuerda de mi mientras yo todo. Nada supo nunca de cuánto la quise ni de cuánto jugamos. Nada sabe de dormir con mi hija ni de pelear por entrar en su habitación incluso cuando no estaba. "</p><p>...</p><p>"No supe dejarla en el suelo, no quise, no sabía qué hacer ni qué decir"</p><p>...</p><p>"Todo en la vida es morir, nada me calma"</p><p>...</p><p>"Todo en la vida es morir, nada me calma"</p><p>...</p><p>... "igual hay cielo y no es aquí y no es ahora ni será nunca".</p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-47102266827896932482025-07-12T01:11:00.004+02:002025-07-12T01:11:57.281+02:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://wallpapercave.com/wp/wp4527897.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="309" src="https://wallpapercave.com/wp/wp4527897.png" width="549" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-86371241324914634832025-06-01T03:00:00.002+02:002025-06-01T03:00:30.469+02:00<p>&nbsp;</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.thehistoryofart.org/antonio-canova/Psyche%20Revived%20by%20Cupid's%20Kiss%20Antonio%20Canova.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="400" height="450" src="https://www.thehistoryofart.org/antonio-canova/Psyche%20Revived%20by%20Cupid's%20Kiss%20Antonio%20Canova.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-75901716161042219622025-06-01T02:34:00.003+02:002025-06-01T02:34:35.044+02:00<p>A Psique la pinchó Cupido con una flecha mientras dormía. Psique se despertó del susto y Cupido se pinchón con la misma flecha en la violencia del gesto.&nbsp;</p><p>Psique vivía enamorada de un dios invisible del que sólo sabía por las noches y existía en un palacio de gemas y oro en el que sólo al venir la noche podía escuchar al voz de su amado, invisible, intocable...</p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-36693092454267625522025-05-31T00:20:00.002+02:002025-05-31T00:20:19.489+02:00<p>&nbsp;¿Dónde estás?</p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-25039002498562765882025-05-10T01:07:00.001+02:002025-05-10T01:07:40.940+02:00<p><span style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Si supiera...</span></p><span style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Que yo también he cambiado,</span><br style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Que tengo</span><br style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">El corazón destrozado,</span><br style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Que a veces</span><br style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Hasta en matarme he pensado,</span><br style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Pues todo, todo, todo</span><br style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="color: #424242; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Ha muerto ya para mí...</span><div><br /></div>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-48185612126432416472025-05-02T23:53:00.007+02:002025-05-02T23:53:43.296+02:00<p>But my words like silence raindrops fell,</p><p>And echoed</p><p>In the wells of silence.</p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-56019996653084961202025-05-01T13:43:00.003+02:002025-05-01T13:43:49.410+02:00<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/dDYmoV7xg00?si=R2XGtLL0BZbhPf2b" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" referrerpolicy="strict-origin-when-cross-origin" allowfullscreen></iframe>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249943010343029170.post-58080316909545313262025-04-22T20:38:00.000+02:002025-04-22T20:38:00.888+02:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdCS5886LzVtWwp4EfDnAVFSmaOoE_WZ3y7WtyvWlQXDPqCSsoRmlO3-zs2bbois9ui2KzfxZXuZ7zqjCaoD5d7Xzbhzg8m5R8M2srga_BT2r_Ho2hq9u9pk1JD2qshkcs_-WC87Sjw5UWUziSMG0zSv7K5ao63GP-kQBiUSHVvzSDcB5xOkxwVQBVYVQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdCS5886LzVtWwp4EfDnAVFSmaOoE_WZ3y7WtyvWlQXDPqCSsoRmlO3-zs2bbois9ui2KzfxZXuZ7zqjCaoD5d7Xzbhzg8m5R8M2srga_BT2r_Ho2hq9u9pk1JD2qshkcs_-WC87Sjw5UWUziSMG0zSv7K5ao63GP-kQBiUSHVvzSDcB5xOkxwVQBVYVQ" width="180" /></a></div><br />&nbsp;<p></p>Yayohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12418531060636703067noreply@blogger.com