tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29067773504764521352024-03-14T05:04:35.238-03:00IlaníricaIlanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-44746325385703862222009-09-27T22:03:00.004-04:002009-09-27T22:28:44.690-04:00En Libertad<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAAqwTvpasXm-nzmgLRO5zMYf_vu3SKm0JAoi-syAR9sjS2RD3B5b0Pi8waUFpCzYjeQjC6N_NYSH6zkvQe_r4cTMglxHNxcP5sL6-kZI_5odenDM2TkFvLre84SWas7CRDPcIBp1ztUk/s1600-h/Unreachable_by_thienbao.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAAqwTvpasXm-nzmgLRO5zMYf_vu3SKm0JAoi-syAR9sjS2RD3B5b0Pi8waUFpCzYjeQjC6N_NYSH6zkvQe_r4cTMglxHNxcP5sL6-kZI_5odenDM2TkFvLre84SWas7CRDPcIBp1ztUk/s400/Unreachable_by_thienbao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386337485293675218" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">(Inti-Illimani)</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">Quisiera tener alas para volar.<br />Para volar<br />cruzar por el espacio en libertad.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">En libertad, como los pajarillos<br />en libertad<br />que nadie me pregunte: ¿a dónde vas?<br /><br />Camino sin fronteras quisiera ser,<br />Quisiera ser,<br />sin prisa ni motivo para volver.<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br />Quisiera ser espuma y ola en el mar,<br />Ola en el mar<br />que llega hasta la orilla y vuelve atrás.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">En libertad, como los pajarillos,<br />en libertad.<br />Que nadie me pregunte: ¿a dónde vas?<br /><br />Un beso cada día al despertar,<br />Al despertar,<br />de labios que te dejen en libertad<br />de labios que te dejen en libertad.</span></span></div></span></div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-39759888880339981072009-06-22T00:01:00.003-04:002009-06-22T00:10:11.445-04:00El Mareo<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDjup3MERg0o2DJiVBHndjCk2DL3c-iZByDbOJZuJqwU6jjOAoBZ0Im9HTA3bbZ4qPYcnnikY1t4_d_oWnQjTOLxmNEUJDAVGmgmGClmgrgzdP2gDCpPyhbj-4j_TtyptDGSd6ITcCNE/s1600-h/sylji10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDjup3MERg0o2DJiVBHndjCk2DL3c-iZByDbOJZuJqwU6jjOAoBZ0Im9HTA3bbZ4qPYcnnikY1t4_d_oWnQjTOLxmNEUJDAVGmgmGClmgrgzdP2gDCpPyhbj-4j_TtyptDGSd6ITcCNE/s400/sylji10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349999040621012354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >(Bajo fondo feat. Gustavo Cerati)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Avanzo y escribo<br />Decido un camino<br />Las ganas que quedan se marchan con vos<br />Se apaga el deseo<br />Ya no me entre veo<br />Y hablar es lo que se me va mejor<br /><br />Con los ojos no te veo<br />Se que se me viene el mareo<br />Y es entonces cuando quiero salir a caminar<br />Con los ojos no te veo<br />Se que se me viene el mareo<br />Y es entonces cuando quiero salir a caminar<br /><br />El aire me ciega, hay vidrio en la arena<br />Ya no me da pena, dejarte un adios<br />Asi son las cosas, amargas borrosas<br />Son fotos veladas de un tiempo mejor</div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-4199735920943753322008-08-11T18:36:00.002-04:002008-08-11T18:39:04.946-04:00In Motion #1<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0MdDjt0O64uqd-tZBwQSfErW8weTbREGyZHsRKPTKQAzPb5pTWVSNnZprLCtNOZGDm8ZoMb3GRqXLw1oe52PBdI4EYYWgRuKejUUBIPhKpk8tGvkcNDVhcEKIW46Ot446Tl5gk0Cz8Pk/s1600-h/ilana.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0MdDjt0O64uqd-tZBwQSfErW8weTbREGyZHsRKPTKQAzPb5pTWVSNnZprLCtNOZGDm8ZoMb3GRqXLw1oe52PBdI4EYYWgRuKejUUBIPhKpk8tGvkcNDVhcEKIW46Ot446Tl5gk0Cz8Pk/s400/ilana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233393227203704498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Gathering</span><br /></div><br />Kill me with your thoughts<br /> Use your mind<br /> Hand me over to this world<br /> Into death...<br /> <br /> Make me cry in vain<br /> Leave one tear<br /> Touch my face with your sigh<br /> Leave me against the stream<br /> One hundred worlds will see me<br /> Passing by...Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-78797840894765648162008-02-21T14:37:00.002-03:002008-12-10T20:41:27.719-03:00En Remolinos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2IOKiQvbyoBlmm5L48N1fMNGUPCXZ-N5hJHlL9XBY3K9fk5pVA-qO_pXIuBAGhP8qjBAA3CUXksz5Wz79l_uY1XwiyHiVChQduuXtJZOokLJAi93p8rZ7LSRg6pMWBYvWSQH4ACv__8/s1600-h/twist_by_adiastock.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2IOKiQvbyoBlmm5L48N1fMNGUPCXZ-N5hJHlL9XBY3K9fk5pVA-qO_pXIuBAGhP8qjBAA3CUXksz5Wz79l_uY1XwiyHiVChQduuXtJZOokLJAi93p8rZ7LSRg6pMWBYvWSQH4ACv__8/s400/twist_by_adiastock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169490803237965138" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Soda Stereo</span><br /><br />Dejame vivir este sueño<br />Que delirio<br />Una flor<br />Una flor<br />Otra flor<br />Un maestro<br />Una causa<br />Un efecto<br /><br />Quien sabra el valor de tus deseos<br />Quien sabra<br /><br />Gira el sol<br />Gira el mundo<br />Gira Dios<br /><br />Energia misteriosa<br />Resplandor<br />Al soltar mi cuerpo en remolinos<br />Resplandor<br />Otra flor<br /><br />Paraiso<br />Es una cura<br />Perfeccion<br />Florecer mirandote a los ojos<br />Perfeccion<br />Florecer mirandote a los ojos<br />Perfeccion<br />Florecer los dos<br />Florecer<br />Florecer los dos<br />Florecer</div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-19873985368816331622007-08-22T00:24:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:28.669-03:00Keep You Kimi<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje77FLpKetuA8KqSCjOurS4hmGdMjMBDVKVESCLydr21-VPOY6bLppWfpmBTZAG2xu4RK7bnLCyXAUGWmdhIbXd5eXUD_uGlS6cqeLOLJfsR-o1kHcDtyQwYBtCuVYFf1L9f4YaQKcNkw/s1600-h/allright.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje77FLpKetuA8KqSCjOurS4hmGdMjMBDVKVESCLydr21-VPOY6bLppWfpmBTZAG2xu4RK7bnLCyXAUGWmdhIbXd5eXUD_uGlS6cqeLOLJfsR-o1kHcDtyQwYBtCuVYFf1L9f4YaQKcNkw/s400/allright.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101380185324773346" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Hird</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Full moon<br />Make this night<br />Love will<br />Heal the wound<br />The glowing light<br />Will make things right<br />It's alright<br /><br />Full moon<br />Wait in vain<br />Love for sure<br />Will come with rain<br />Rain for sure<br />Will make it right<br />It's alright<br /><br />Uh uh uh...<br /><br />It's alright<br />It's alright...<br /><br />Dark Sky - rinse me with rain and I'll cry<br />Love tears blurring my sight, it's alright<br />Filled up and want to be empty<br />Rinse Me</div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-2125890924516132202007-08-11T15:25:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:28.847-03:00What Else is There?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vt8TYDidWgBrPD6tf9Ow-WDUQwmWQxT4K4vlW40fp-St0AA0rU3IOfmMcs6roV1w3m27Ci7yiWiumGSeor0c8UM5H8gi7rIX13GSvRO7QerO9aiE6IlQxxT8R_rRsOuXDrJs3qbWRCY/s1600-h/Creepy___clasic___road_____by_MOSREDNA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vt8TYDidWgBrPD6tf9Ow-WDUQwmWQxT4K4vlW40fp-St0AA0rU3IOfmMcs6roV1w3m27Ci7yiWiumGSeor0c8UM5H8gi7rIX13GSvRO7QerO9aiE6IlQxxT8R_rRsOuXDrJs3qbWRCY/s400/Creepy___clasic___road_____by_MOSREDNA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097611828300745666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><pre><span style="font-style: italic;">Royksopp</span><br /><br /><br />It was me on that road<br />But you couldn`t see me<br />Too many lights out, but nowhere near here<br /><br />It was me on that road<br />Still you couldn`t see me<br />And then flashlights and explosions<br /><br />Roads are getting nearer<br />We cover distance but not together<br />I am the storm and I am the wonder<br />And the flashlights, nigthmares<br />And sudden explosions<br /><br />I don't know what more to ask for<br />I was given just one wish<br /><br />It's about you and the sun<br />A morning run<br />The story of my maker<br />What I have and what I ache for<br /><br />I`ve got a golden ear<br />And cut and I spear<br />What else is there?<br />Roads are getting nearer<br />We cover distance still not together<br /><br />If I am the storm if I am the wonder<br />Will I have flashlights, nightmares, sudden explosions<br /><br />There is no room where I can go and<br />You`ve got secrets too<br /><br />I don`t know what more to ask for<br />I was given just one wish</pre></div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-18772811035587266812007-08-04T15:57:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:30.433-03:00Bachelorette<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikd9S0TaQAzpghOvvnW-C31u76U4XfdrOOm0DdjgW7kynUOXe0M1IzyfU5hGfvhFlFC3cJLESxpxvbzwkLH9FUS1ziHa9TP7IJE_R8G4cKi6EXoPtpGPvQ5FCieAygT9i0_0-42smeifY/s1600-h/Tree_of_Life_by_Si2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikd9S0TaQAzpghOvvnW-C31u76U4XfdrOOm0DdjgW7kynUOXe0M1IzyfU5hGfvhFlFC3cJLESxpxvbzwkLH9FUS1ziHa9TP7IJE_R8G4cKi6EXoPtpGPvQ5FCieAygT9i0_0-42smeifY/s400/Tree_of_Life_by_Si2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094940433177673442" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Björk</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" >I'm a fountain of blood</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > In the shape of a girl</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > You're the bird on the brim</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Hypnotised by the Whirl</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Drink me, make me feel real</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Wet your beak in the stream</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Game we're playing is life</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Love is a two way dream</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Leave me now, return tonight</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Tide will show you the way</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > If you forget my name</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > You will go astray</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Like a killer whale</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Trapped in a bay</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > I'm a path of cinders</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Burning under your feet</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > You're the one who walks me </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > I'm your one way street </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > I'm a whisper in water</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Secret for you to hear</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > You are the one who grows distant</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > When I beckon you near</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Leave me now, return tonight</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > The tide will show you the way</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > If you forget my name</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > You will go astray</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Like a killer whale</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > Trapped in a bay</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > </span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > I'm a tree that grows hearts</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > One for each that you take</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > You're the intruder hand</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;" > I'm the branch that you break</span></div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-9048460194778649172007-07-16T02:01:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:30.647-03:00The Power of Goodbye<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRB9B6y2LkcX0D3y5MQ2RwUPW-jnTM3MEH3KwQKOZcRgqdak6H5FNAId-jog5kq8i7FmEI5AtBCUvpFPi2jafMY9Kgcldq4c3rmcEPypZ7SFJEewLNh0NX6uqrtS9-uwAydi8mA5vnMuM/s1600-h/fragments_of_goodbye_3_by_chuckhead.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRB9B6y2LkcX0D3y5MQ2RwUPW-jnTM3MEH3KwQKOZcRgqdak6H5FNAId-jog5kq8i7FmEI5AtBCUvpFPi2jafMY9Kgcldq4c3rmcEPypZ7SFJEewLNh0NX6uqrtS9-uwAydi8mA5vnMuM/s400/fragments_of_goodbye_3_by_chuckhead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087674794114432562" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Maddona</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Your heart is not open, so I must go</span><br />The spell has been broken...I loved you so<br />Freedom comes when you learn to let go<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Creation comes when you learn to say no</span><br /><br />You were my lesson I had to learn<br />I was your fortress you had to burn<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pain is a warning that something's wrong</span><br />I pray to God that it won't be long<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Do ya wanna go higher?</span><br /><br />There's nothing left to try<br />There's no place left to hide<br />There's no greater power than the power of good-bye<br /><br />Your heart is not open, so I must go<br />The spell has been broken...<span style="font-weight: bold;">I loved you so</span><br />You were my lesson I had to learn<br />I was your fortress<br /><br />There's nothing left to lose<br />There's no more heart to bruise<br />There's no greater power than the power of good-bye<br /><br />Learn to say good-bye<br />I <span style="font-weight: bold;">yearn</span> to say good-bye<br /><br />There's nothing left to try<br />There's no more places to hide<br />There's no greater power than the power of good-bye<br />There's nothing left to lose<br />There's no more heart to bruise<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">There's no greater power than the power of good-bye...</span></div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-68041453481729633752007-07-08T22:37:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:30.822-03:00Come Undone<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMEaVkI1uV0k32YAHubeMyI2T-yqwmFYN04Piz_15MYYuVVQFIJ2ABbHqkGvJbNUlGkdQ4ybXihabiW8H6GKh6JlCpBTQqnGMbZHuB45z7DQf8QioJwlkcWvfVrs05OxTg_lWJ_-NHPQ/s1600-h/A_night_at_home_by_khaosdog.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMEaVkI1uV0k32YAHubeMyI2T-yqwmFYN04Piz_15MYYuVVQFIJ2ABbHqkGvJbNUlGkdQ4ybXihabiW8H6GKh6JlCpBTQqnGMbZHuB45z7DQf8QioJwlkcWvfVrs05OxTg_lWJ_-NHPQ/s400/A_night_at_home_by_khaosdog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085022054887868514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Duran Duran</span><br /><br />Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin<br />I've been waiting for you<br />Signed, with a home tattoo,<br />Happy birthday to you was created for you<br /><br />Can't ever keep from falling apart<br />At the seams<br />Can't I believe you're taking my heart<br />To pieces<br /><br />Oh, it'll take a little time,<br />might take a little crime<br />to come undone now<br /><br />We'll try to stay blind<br />to the hope and fear outside<br />Hey child, stay wilder than the wind<br />And blow me in to cry<br /><br />Who do you need, who do you love<br />When you come undone<br /><br />Words, playing me deja vu<br />Like a radio tune I swear I've heard before<br />Chill, is it something real<br />Or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers<br /><br />Can't ever keep from falling apart<br />At the seams<br />Can I believe you're taking my heart<br />To pieces<br /><br />Lost, in a snow filled sky, we'll make it alright<br />To come undone now<br /><br />We'll try to stay blind<br />to the hope and fear outside<br />Hey child, stay wilder than the wind<br />And blow me in to cry<br /><br />Who do you need, who do you love<br />When you come undone...Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-3179711771304766992007-06-24T16:35:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:31.062-03:00Elephant Woman<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3rnOYPmnDlAwOr4nzWuizTOAwjq5GVYpRhwXLVoTm7ldTuZZBNZQNzxSUWJrnxJloe0ROcQbMLiFF7OAcF4HnFnPYN9EFDVfngBSiiv5id-tj7VvUtLQETqjK31l9JmsGgsPzDUwd8DQ/s1600-h/Crime_by_Grida.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3rnOYPmnDlAwOr4nzWuizTOAwjq5GVYpRhwXLVoTm7ldTuZZBNZQNzxSUWJrnxJloe0ROcQbMLiFF7OAcF4HnFnPYN9EFDVfngBSiiv5id-tj7VvUtLQETqjK31l9JmsGgsPzDUwd8DQ/s400/Crime_by_Grida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079732678837286194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Blonde Redhead<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Angel<br />I can see myself in your eyes<br />Angel<br />Won’t you feel for me from your heart<br />Do return my heart to me<br />No don’t insist I’m already hurt<br /><br />Elephant girl<br />It was an accident unfortunate<br />Angel threw me like a rubber band<br />Aiming for the ground<br />Why amuse yourself in such way<br />No don’t insist I’m already hurt<br /><br />Lay me down on the ground softly softly<br />Don’t remove my head hurts much too much<br /><br />You never return it<br />Well I wouldn’t miss it<br />I shed no tears for broken me<br />You never know it my peace of mind<br />Now inside and outside are matching<br /><br />Why amuse yourself in such a way<br />No don’t insist I’m already hurt<br />If you never return it<br />Will it break your wings<br />Will you shed no tear for broken me </div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-46297560957977098722007-06-20T18:38:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:31.290-03:00Mírame sólo una Vez<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii8TOiMJsP4ugMfiCh5mQg52rUak2gfLq7REAPaDCUdoMKgXXeD2il65D4Dg5BkLNAVgYJaUmQ9jBRdgI_iXSnlTSmHLp2i7lzEtCLkOiD9jpiLeI6M3L5dn54RwLhB89FxIN71Z_8q1I/s1600-h/boceto+de+algo+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii8TOiMJsP4ugMfiCh5mQg52rUak2gfLq7REAPaDCUdoMKgXXeD2il65D4Dg5BkLNAVgYJaUmQ9jBRdgI_iXSnlTSmHLp2i7lzEtCLkOiD9jpiLeI6M3L5dn54RwLhB89FxIN71Z_8q1I/s400/boceto+de+algo+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078281336373523666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Los Christianes</span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >He dejado rastros en el camino</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >solo tú, me hallarás, solo tú.</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Te he esperado tanto bajo la lluvia</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >ya no sé, si seguir, ya no sé</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Mírame solo una vez, solo una vez</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Mírame solo una vez</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Sin despertar nunca mas,<br />como un sueño,</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >sin final,<br />yo estaré, sin tu amor</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >El color de viento trae tus recuerdos</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >son de ti, son de mi, son del sol.</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Vagaré por mundos entre al gente</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >vagaré sin pensar, sin tu amor</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Mírame solo una vez, solo una vez</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >mírame solo una vez</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Sin despertar nunca mas,<br />como un sueño,<br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >sin final,<br />yo estaré sin tu amor</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Espero que vengas por mi</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >antes que salga el sol</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Y si el sol sale te esperaré hasta morir</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >(o hasta que muera el sol)</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >He dejado rastros entre la lluvia</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >solo tú los verás, <span style="font-weight: bold;">solo tú</span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Mirame solo una vez, solo una vez</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >mírame solo una vez,</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >Sin despertar nunca mas,<br />como un sueño </span><span style="line-height: 18px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:78%;" >sin final,<br />yo estaré sin tu amor.</span></div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-22215262126480414212007-06-20T05:23:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:31.463-03:00Poles Apart<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl9UZ5v0SVytmBBZqVrWM9TNmCB2LVX5N7N-JGJk6-b92DP9l62d27312HKr_6fiovdRaZTHmYmeEuZYTB-o5mcG9WHrYFByWrAt1GdlVKHKPyTKcOv6SNrzZ_hWsVN49RGXsYBtezlDo/s1600-h/Untitled_yet_by_Grida.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl9UZ5v0SVytmBBZqVrWM9TNmCB2LVX5N7N-JGJk6-b92DP9l62d27312HKr_6fiovdRaZTHmYmeEuZYTB-o5mcG9WHrYFByWrAt1GdlVKHKPyTKcOv6SNrzZ_hWsVN49RGXsYBtezlDo/s400/Untitled_yet_by_Grida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078026923985745090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Pink Floyd</span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Did you know...<br />it was all going to go so wrong<br />for you<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">And did you see<br />it was all going to be so right<br />for me<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Why did we tell you then<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">You were always the golden boy then<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">And that you'd never lose that light in your eyes<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Hey you...<br />did you really realize what you'd become<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">And did you see<br />that it wasn't only me you were running from<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Did you know all the time<br />but it never bothered you anyway<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Leading the blind<br />while I stared out the steel in your eyes<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">The rain fell slow,<br />down on all the roofs of uncertainty<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">I thought of you<br />and the years and all the sadness fell away from me<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">And did you know...<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">I never thought that you'd lose the light in your eyes</span></div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-82216796724869418782007-06-17T14:40:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:31.643-03:00I grieve<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBDzLLAcSP9milya0TcrWqmAMKsZALIf_tSQ02-xqifGRVaqaI8LZXz_yfN3dsfLPd3uUWw2bCMt7jK0F8I4ljAazh0Omn9F7hC8S5kuC4oEbMT9F_Tvz8c8DnlSr0IANVekZUx4rr2Uw/s1600-h/placebo_-_sleeping_with_ghosts_a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBDzLLAcSP9milya0TcrWqmAMKsZALIf_tSQ02-xqifGRVaqaI8LZXz_yfN3dsfLPd3uUWw2bCMt7jK0F8I4ljAazh0Omn9F7hC8S5kuC4oEbMT9F_Tvz8c8DnlSr0IANVekZUx4rr2Uw/s400/placebo_-_sleeping_with_ghosts_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077120612871845042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Peter Gabriel<br /><br /></span>It was only one hour ago<br />it was all so different then<br />there's nothing yet has really sunk in<br />looks like it always did<br />this flesh and bone<br />it's just the way that you would tied in<br />now there's no-one home<br /><br />I grieve for you<br />you leave me<br />it's so hard to move on<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">still loving what's gone</span><br />they say life carries on<br />carries on and on and on and on<br /><br />the news that truly shocks is the empty empty page<br />while the final rattle rocks its empty empty cage<br />and I can't handle this<br /><br />I grieve for you<br />you leave me<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> let it out and move on</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> missing what's gone</span><br />they say life carries on<br />they say life carries on and on and on<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> life carries on</span><br />in the people I meet<br />in everyone that's out on the street<br />in all the dogs and cats<br />in the flies and rats<br />in the rot and the rust<br />in the ashes and the dust<br />life carries on and on and on and on<br />life carries on and on and on<br /><br />it's just the<span style="font-weight: bold;"> car</span> that we <span style="font-weight: bold;">ride</span> in<br />a <span style="font-weight: bold;">home</span> we <span style="font-weight: bold;">reside</span> in<br />the <span style="font-weight: bold;">face </span>that we <span style="font-weight: bold;">hide</span> in<br />the way we are <span style="font-weight: bold;">tied in</span><br />and life carries on and on and on and on<br />life carries on and on and on<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> did I dream this belief?</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />or did I believe this dream?</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />now I can find relief</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />I grieve</span>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2906777350476452135.post-41278432826835315282007-06-08T00:51:00.000-04:002008-12-10T20:41:31.791-03:00Space Oddity<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbVjLv3PtmrQ_r71mfhwRF8IgROeKgCFyTrNmOqLAReXubV4NuV43t7cZ13osVfQOKQFOz9zrInkAHmnASY3l8LaYVs1aoJVGGF0z1ddwn1VgPyXM-9fPDWiW7Ygvgp6kOn1UVCVjdkco/s1600-h/Travel_to_the_stars_p2_3_by_ketchup_suicide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbVjLv3PtmrQ_r71mfhwRF8IgROeKgCFyTrNmOqLAReXubV4NuV43t7cZ13osVfQOKQFOz9zrInkAHmnASY3l8LaYVs1aoJVGGF0z1ddwn1VgPyXM-9fPDWiW7Ygvgp6kOn1UVCVjdkco/s400/Travel_to_the_stars_p2_3_by_ketchup_suicide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073574743706842274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-family:courier new;">David Bowie</span></span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Ground Control to Major Tom</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Ground Control to Major Tom</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Take your protein pills</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >and put your helmet on</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Ground Control to Major Tom</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Commencing countdown,</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >engines on</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Check ignition</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >and may God's love be with you</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >This is Ground Control</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >to Major Tom</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >You've really made the grade</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Now it's time to leave the capsule</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >if you dare</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >This is Major Tom to Ground Control</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >I'm stepping through the door</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >And I'm floating</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >in a most peculiar way</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >And the stars look very different today</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >For here</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Am I sitting in a tin can</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Far above the world</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Planet Earth is blue</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >And there's nothing I can do</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Though I'm past</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >one hundred thousand miles</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >I'm feeling very still</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >And I think my spaceship knows which way to go</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Tell my wife I love her very much</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >she knows</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Ground Control to Major Tom</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Your circuit's dead,</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >there's something wrong</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Can you hear me, Major Tom?</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Can you hear me, Major Tom?</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Can you hear me, Major Tom?</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Can you....</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Here am I floating</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >round my tin can</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Far above the Moon</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Planet Earth is blue</span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >And there's nothing I can do.</span></span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Algún día atraparé una estrella... y te la voy a regalar.</span></span></span><br /></div>Ilanichihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117620262581817721noreply@blogger.com0