One year ago at the real and magic Fortune Cookie Factory in S.Francisco. Weird things have been happening since then...I've become David el Gnomo :) (yes,I 've got the red hat...)
Let it be Christmas, whatever you should do... Just do it...
********* The best wishes with the best voice...
And oh - I'll be there to comfort you, Build my world of dreams around you I'm so glad that I found you I'll be there with a love that's strong I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on Yes I will, yes I will
Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter
Togetherness, well that's all I'm after Whenever you need me, I'll be there I'll be there to protect you With an unselfish love I respect you Just call my name and I'll be there
I am expecting a baby, my first baby, I am four months pregnant, not knowing the gender yet... But I've already got the two essential things: crayola colors and little boots:) I feel very blessed since s(he) is being very caring with me, no symptoms of pregnancy at all, I am just waiting the belly and the kicking... As it is said, the baby really comes from Paris ( my Summer stage) ;)
And a funny way to announce it, the Ronettes way:
The night we met I knew I needed you so And if I had the chance I'd never let you go So won't you say you love me I'll make you so proud of me We'll make 'em turn their heads Every place we go So won't you please
(Be my be my baby) Be my little baby (I want it only say) Say you'll be my darling (Be my be my baby) Be my baby now (I want it only say) Ooh, ohh, ohh, oh
I'll make you happy, baby Just wait and see For every kiss you give me I'll give you three Oh, since the day I saw you I have been waiting for you You know I will adore you Till eternity So won't you please
Que sí, que la canción es de Violeta Parra, pero es la que más me gusta como canta...
No vamos a dejar que se vaya sola, por esto Joan Baez, para que sea nuestro canto y la acompañe...
Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto me ha dado el sonido y el abecedario con él as palabras que pienso y declaro madre amigo hermano y luz alumbrando, la ruta del alma del que estoy amando.
Gracias a la Vida que me ha dado tanto me ha dado la marcha de mis pies cansados con ellos anduve ciudades y llanos y la casa tuya,tu calle y tu patio.
Gracias a la Vida que me ha dado tanto me dio el corazón que agita su marco cuando miro el fruto del cerebro humano, cuando miro el bueno tan lejos del malo, cuando miro el fondo de tus ojos claros.
Gracias a la Vida que me ha dado tanto me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto, así yo distingo dicha de quebranto los dos materiales que forman mi canto y el canto de ustedes que es el mismo canto y el canto de todos que es mi propio canto.
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins all of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere
have I found you flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth Big pill looming
now I'm a fat house cat cursing my sore blunt tongue watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide/white fence cracks IRON & WINE, Flightless bird, American Mouth
Dressed up to the eyes It's a wonderful surprise To see your shoes and your spirits rise Throwing out your frown And just smiling at the sound And as sleek as a shriek Spinning round and round Always take a big bite It's such a gorgeous sight To see you eat in the middle of the night You can never get enough Enough of this stuff It's Friday I'm in love
I don't care if Monday is black Tuesday Wednesday heart attack Thursday never looking back It's Friday I'm in love
Thoreau removed himself to the outskirts of Concord, pretending to exile himself in the woods - for no other reason than to prove that it could be done. As long as a man had the courage to reject what society told him to do, he could live life on his own terms. To what end? To be free. But free to what end? To read books, to write books, to think.
It smells like Summer, a bicicleta y piscina y a amigos, a los que están, pero más a los que no están, y aún más a los que ni están ni lo están pasando bien
Close your eyes and think of me And soon I will be there Esta es la primera canción que tuve que memorizar para una clase de inglés, cuando me permitía la licencia de soñar ser cantante, allá en esos tiempos de mi bici G.A.C.
Pues nada, vamos a enchufar la máquina de rellenar el blog, que falta le hace...
some GREAT days in London... Cheer up, honey, I hope you can There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stars Honey, kisses, clouds of fog Shoulders shrugging off WILCO, Radio Cure