soy yo.
Wish you were here, Pink Floyd
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Interests
hacerse cargo del mundo.
de a uno. así, de a pocos, todos.
se puede.
Mi Casa Ha Sido Tomada Por Las Flores
Silvio Rodriguez
Composição: Indisponível
Pasa poco pero pasa, compadre.
Es difícil de ligar.
Y a ese güije que lo inventa, comadre, lo debieran diputar.
Te despiertan los aromas perdidos, los que olvida la ciudad, y de pronto ves tu hogar invadido por la luminosidad.
Mi casa ha sido tomada por las flores.
Traigan copas, traigan vasos al derrame de colores.
Mi casa ha sido tomada po
Birthday
March 21
