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carry you in my backpack deliriously reciting the words in my room.

will charge the lines and stanzas that got into my skin like virus and made me vibrate with an uncontrollable fever.

unknown squares and parks will walk, admire the statues that Martin used to look to find calm.

think I'll take the subway and in the distance you are my people, my friends, my family, my past.

smoking a cigar on the boardwalk, go to the beach only to think of a beautiful friendship.

walk among corridors wearing a smile, despite the heavy eyes and exhausted body.

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books and notes will imagine a new horizon.

strangers among strangers and I find a little more.

stations between noise and I'll be happy for a while.

Walking with my backpack on my north, which is not exactly there.

@ lala's listening to AC / DC with a bit of Hennessy in my throat.

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What they see are not you?

round is the question that my mind lately.

That is extra left over, or rather missing.

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That's the sound of your life running out?

Every time I get news like these I feel like this we call life is a dream,

and maybe none is real, maybe we belong to a twisted fairytale of an stranger in a different world.

It makes me choke to realize we are so fragile and futile.

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Home again.

Nor drunk, nor wasted.

Safe.
A lil' bit tired.

Happy.

Smiling.

Great night.

Friends,

dancing, screaming, headbanging all around.

It really was a great night.

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One gives me the feeling that I need,

that nobody else understands what it feels

living thing

what you dream, what you fear

.

funny thing is that I do the opposite,

because I do not understand what goes through your head.

His indirect, their silences, their escapes,

their absences, their ups and downs. His

if (s) and not (s),

its does not matter.

Another gives me an illusion,

that everything can be rock n 'roll fun.

is lively, cheerful, is Entrador'''is cool,

is sexy, is spontaneous and seductive.

But it remains an illusion,

distant and confused,

because underneath all the pomp,

someone who also feels vulnerable and wounded.

Another gives me love, affection and pampering.

always has been.

Although sometimes I feel like I mythologizes,

me up on a pedestal that lets you be who you are,

me.

Although he is also a myth, a myth to me, then I'm sorry

perfect, despite the miles.

All three give me daydreams,

of those who fill the silent moments between work and home, or those moments

after dinner or while watching through the window.

But they are just that: distant

provocations, provocations

casual provocations

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The wise.

expected.

and feared.

You were afraid because I could not believe that your reality was a reality.

Comforted you dreaming and hoping that overnight everything would change.

Sorry.

Not so.

Life is not purple.

Walk and raise your head.

Look ahead and accept the past.

And remember, everything goes past and you can not do anything.

have a door, or maybe a window.

have a way to continue.

Look at the sky and hoped it would rain a little. Dance

no questions asked. Dance unanswered.

Raise your arms and let out a sigh as a scream.

Connect and get lost, do not forget to come back

So yeah.

A little lighter,

a little more conscious.

a little braver.

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do not need to look far to say that we are in Spain in campaign for fresh elections, regional and municipales.Y burning Troy. And that all is not gold that glitters, more glitters and who, as I observe, is Pepe. Where, as they provide, must believe that the whole mountain is oregano, to mow all current-satin.

trust or distrust " ar? Let each judge.

True, not furnaces time for many cakes and that everyone should knead the flour mill according to their posibilidades.O is, that each party is entitled to the dust as it deems appropriate . But, hell! say what some say, and is to be seen as Dios.Así Cospedal with clumsy voice, says one while the other is what seems to be doing. Accusing the government of Zapatero - and he more - of waste, while it requires clear accounts, however, does not put the letters on your back. How much does it for their positions, not always seen? In the waste there, she is also parte.Y as she, they, others in his party do not stop to acknowledge furiously, as noted, anything that smacks of socialism. And who is without sin? Does Pepe? ... Arde

Troy with what is said and what you hear. Especially those who want to come to power speakers to do and events. Rajoy, labia and easy finger at the ready as it releases the opposite face, said that what Spain needs is a strong government that creates jobs, it is again an example in Europe and the world. Is put on the head of global development. To remain imperial ... that justice is justice and everything to be a paradise again. That and much else says, smiling and martial head up, eyes ahead Mariano Rajoy. And one wonders what amazed what Spain speaks as government is concerned? For him? But it is so conceited, and above all so naive to think we do not believe in their verbal diarrheas, for which we vote when presented as a god, a savior or in messiah ...?

Mr. Gonzalez Pons, neither can deny.
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course, has little humility and courage to say yes a lot of what he says. Dare I say other words if not more and more just to his cheek. Incidentally, his campaign is followed by others in his group. All, each other, with the same function for years atrás.Porque discredit the campaign and are feeding since Zapatero, with another mood, he told them to wait, it was not yet time to rule in Spain. Campaign

campaign - or anything that came in this campaign quality.Children is low is to discredit and in the indictment, in veiled words and malicious insinuations. May be missing in this true political español.La overwhelming mediocrity is deplorable and despicable. But there's more.
One thing I do not understand and do not assimilate. And it is - as observed in Asturias - that there are people, or voters, socialist family history or left, belonging to the most precarious situation, always sacrificed living to the fourth question, subject to which I always subjugated, that time is alien to the right, vote right ... I do not understand. Or are delayed in mind, or are renegades from his home, or are sold, rather than a mess of pottage, and promises an t cynical as those now offered gold and brown. Word

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on the right.

course, the story that they "repented God wants" to stay for the Church - bleeding of the English - but who does not fit within the current constitution, belonging to a class, renege pass it to collaborate with those who just have never hacho anything about it, with plenty of bread, the humble condition to which they have always belonged and in which their elders have died, defending el derecho a una ley social mejor y más justa.
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feel like all my posts lately have been Gaga (lol) and I can not help soon about the release of Born This Way (May 23) and the lady knows how to keep everyone talking about it:) Today was launched

The Edge Of Glory and primerazo hear it does not seem Gaga the singer, the song (in my opinion) does not sound like anything he has done before, but pop sound, has a strongly influenced by Springsteen, something noventera and alone, just a bit of techno (enough).

Here I leave with the video and link for the single on iTunes http://bit.ly/lA5ID4

There's no reason you and I Should Be
alone Tonight, yeah Tonight
babe, yeah babe
There's no reason you shouldn't take me home tonight

I Need A Man Who Thinks It Right When It's so wrong,
Tonight yeah babe, yeah Tonight
babe,
Right on the limits Where We know we belong tonight Both


It's time to feel the rush,

To push the dangerous

I'm gonna run back to, to the edge with you

Where we can both fall in love



I'm on the edge of glory,

And I'm hanging on a moment of truth,

I'm on the edge of glory,

And I'm hanging on a moment with you,

I'm on the edge

The edge

The edge

The edge

The edge

The edge

The edge

I'm on the edge of glory

And I'm hanging on a moment with you

I'm on the edge with you



Another shot, before we kiss the other side,

Tonight, yeah babe

Tonight, yeah babe

I'm on the edge of something final we call life tonight

Alright, alright

Pull out your shade 'cause I'll be dancing in the flames

Tonight, yeah babe

Tonight, yeah babe



... the burden of my name, tonight, tonight



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To push the dangerous

I'm gonna run back to, to the edge with you

Where we can both fall in love



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And I'm hanging on a moment of truth,

I'm on the edge of glory,

And I'm hanging on a moment with you,

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The edge

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And I'm hanging on a moment with you

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And I'm hanging on a moment of truth,

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And I'm hanging on a moment with you,

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The edge I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
'm with you on the edge

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until Judas came after both postponed its release, and unfortunately my beloved G forward output touched a few hours because the video was leaked in the morning. I left with the question of whether it changes the premiere American Idol E! News, the idea of \u200b\u200bthese negotiations was to gain for both sides and I doubt that the rating of these programs up if the video is now available in Vevo. Judas

more than different from all others is a visual approach different from that Gaga was with Born This Way, more street and less dark. Everyone concerned about the use of religious symbolism and well, more words, fewer words here I leave Judas:)

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And we've Been Trying, Trying, Trying

Ohhhhhhh... to mix it up.

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And we've been crying, crying, crying

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Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time

It will not be the last time

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I've been smiling with anchors on my shoulders

And I’ve been dying, dying, dying

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Germanotta Since I like and what it does. As I am getting increasingly enjoying the sounds of Born This Way. Unwittingly we know six songs from the long awaited third album of Lady Gaga, and the last track was nothing more and nothing less than interpreted by her in the penultimate MonsterBall Tour in Guadalajara Mexico.

I hope it's a ballad, Born this way requires drama and a touch of darkness, or so I like Gaga. American is a rebel yell, an 'I'm not like you', playing delicate fiber current U.S. policy: immigration. I remember during the height of the Arizona Law many artists refused to play in that state in the voice of protest was not such Gaga, touched and spoke openly about the issue, urged his Little Monster to rise towards the protection of fundamental rights.

And the missed chance as American is his ode to the 'unjust immigration laws', freedom, love and life.

Here 's the best audio I've found the song:)

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My heart beats for my generation

If you love me dog we marry on the west coast
On a wednesday,
In the summer or in August

I do not speak your

I do not speak your language, oh no I do not speak your

I do not speak your
Jesus Christ
I do not speak your
I do not speak American
your
I do not speak your
I do not speak your
Jesus Christ


AAAAHHH America AAAAHHH
America American American

AAAAHHH American

AAAAHHH America America American


I will cry for, I Have Fought for

How I love you I will die for, i have cried How I care for

In the mountains the bells are ringing

And the boys, and boys are kissing


I do not speak your

I do not speak your language, oh no I do not speak your

I do Jesus Christ speak your

I do not speak your
I do not speak your

I do not speak American your

I don’t speak your

Jesus Cristo



Aaaahhh America

Americano

Aaaahhh America

Americano

Aaaahhh America

Americano

Aaaahhh America

Americano



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Don’t you try to catch me

No, no, no

I’m living on the edge of

Living on the edge

Of the law, law law



Don’t you try to catch me

Don’t you try to catch me

No, no, no, no

Don’t you try to catch me

I’m living on the edge of the law

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Don’t you try to catch me Do not you try to
catch me
No, no, no, no Do not you try to
catch
I'm living on the edge of the law,
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was 17 years.

was his first time in a distant city, by itself, with something of fear and extremely anxious. Scheduled me waiting for a couple of years, finally was reality, and despite all that ran one hour seemed exaggerated.

A little shaky in the cold that ran through her body decided to enter the museum. This was the type of plan and yet could not enjoy it, he wanted the time went flying, watching the clock of which were near his own and did not seem to find calm.

Each room ran brought with it a new experience and a new feeling, every floor that rose seemed suffocating. When he arrived at last, the roundabout could not contain her restless soul, and facing a giant orange wept in silence, was in and still felt cold. She wiped her tears but these were springing up, until finally felt the vibration and with it the message "I'm here.

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orange again felt a little foolish, had been in front of this painting for over ten minutes and ran downstairs now floating in time. While they saw a strange way to run where she was not smiling. Smiling broadly. His heart was crazy, beat a thousand, and she kept running. Dived together, lying a bit until she found out .... and stopped short.

The moment I had waited a reality, was a few feet and do not know what to do, to say, how to explain their cheeks red with the blood that flowed without channel.

hesitated a moment, but remembered the endless hours happened in that prison and continued their path.

He saw the trees, dressed in black, tall and thin. She was funny, all this looked like a movie, he said to himself. He smiled shyly, was greeted in a clumsy, were finally face to face.

A couple of strangers.

Together. For a moment.

a moment. Ephemeral. Short.

Invaluable.