domingo, 31 de mayo de 2009


su mirada dijo algo mas ese abrazo era tan real , la sonrisa que me inportara y siempre a la noche siento que piensa en mi

sábado, 30 de mayo de 2009


dE a PoCo aPrEnDi A oDiArTe

Y a TrAtArTe cOn tEmOr

nO, No mE hAgAs dAñO

Te lO PiDo pOr fAvOr

miércoles, 27 de mayo de 2009


There was some sophistos from the TV studios around the corner, laughing an govoreeting. The Devotchka was smecking away, and not caring about the wicked world one bit. Then the disc on the stereo twanged off and out, and in the short silence before the next one came on, she suddenly came with a burst of singing, and it was like for a moment, O my brothers, some great bird had flown into the milkbar and I felt all the malenky little hairs on my plott standing endwise, and the shivers crawling up like slow malenky lizards and then down again. Because I knew what she sang. It was a bit from the glorious 9th, by Ludwig van.

jueves, 21 de mayo de 2009


Ella encarna la luzdonde se pone el soly está un sueño al sur del horizonte y yo... la vi y me acerqué un paso másy ella supo dar un paso atrás...más allá.

domingo, 17 de mayo de 2009


Todos somos extraños, solo que algunos lo acultan mejor que otros

viernes, 15 de mayo de 2009


En el futuro , la gente sera


famosa , solo por 15 minutos

El Tigre William Blake


TIGER, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder and what art Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand and what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? What dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee? Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universePools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,Possessing and caressing me.Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world,Nothing's gonna change my world.Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,That call me on and on across the universe,Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box theyTumble blindly as they make their wayAcross the universeJai guru deva omNothing's gonna change my world,Nothing's gonna change my world.Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringingThrough my open views inviting and inciting meLimitless undying love which shines around me like amillion suns, it calls me on and on Across the universeJai guru deva omNothing's gonna change my world,Nothing's gonna change my world.

crazy, toys in the atic i am crazy


You're just a sad song with nothing to say About a life long wait for a hospital stayAnd if you think that I'm wrong, This never meant nothing to you