... Hoy hay magia! ...

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FALTAN MENOS DE 24 HORAS...


Y CONTANDO....


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Faltan sólo 36 horas... 42 minutos y unos tantos segundos...

Y contando...

Summer Wine...

My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak

I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet

She reassured me with an unfamilliar line

And then she gave to me more summer wine

Oohh-oh summer wine

Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring

My summer wine is really made from all these things

Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time

And I will give to you summer wine

Oohh-oh summer wine

When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes

My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size

She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime

And left me cravin' for more summer wine

(letra: Nancy Sinatra, cover Ville Valo y Natalia Avelon)

Y cuando desperté el sol estaba brillando en mis ojos... hacía tiempo que eso no pasaba. Increible. Ya se oye esa música entre batucada y son hindú... ya viene por ahí caminando el olor dulce. Dulce y embriagador.

Morphine...

Yeeeeeiiii....

Once upon a time... We all were in pain... and then... somebody discovered morphine and it's derivates...

And pain went away...

In Pain...

Some pain killers.......... please!!!!
I need pain killers... some ... NOW..........................................................................................
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WE CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT WE WANT..

Hace un poco más de un par de meses iba con Poncho en el auto rumbo al centro, era ya de noche y había llovido bastante fuerte, la calle estaba encharcada... platicábamos, recuerdo, del frecuente caos dentro de las familias, de los hijos regados y no reconocidos de los padres, de los favoritismos, de los abusos, de la ley del más fuerte... brutal pero que se cumple sin falla entre hermanos. En medio de nuestras quejas inconformes, en medio de la tensión existente, hicimos una pausa y comenzó a escucharse esta canción de los Rolling Stones... "Qué canción tan sabia!" dijo él... Y entonces callamos para escuchar, sonaba el coro... YOU CAN´T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT... me resonaba en la cabeza como un eco persistente, dos familias distintas, dos pensamientos distintos, dos personas distintas... YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT... Y no, no puedo tener siempre lo que quiero... no puedo tener siempre lo que quiero... pero ¡qué diablos si yo lo quiero! ¿por qué no puedo tener lo que quiero? Resonaba de nuevo la pregunta en mi cabeza... en eso volteamos a vernos... extraña pausa en la que nuestras miradas se cruzaron con completo aire de complicidad... BUT IF YOU TRY SOMETIMES... YOU JUST MIGHT FIND... YOU GET WHAT YOU NEED!...


YOU CAN´T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT - Rolling Stones
I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she was gonna meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need
Oh yeah, hey hey hey, oh...

And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration
If we don't we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse"
Sing it to me now...

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes well you just might find
You get what you need
Oh baby, yeah, yeah!

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead"
I said to him

You can't always get what you want, no!
You can't always get what you want (tell ya baby)
You can't always get what you want (no)
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need
Oh yes! Woo!
You get what you need--yeah, oh baby!
Oh yeah!

I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need
You can't always get what you want (no, no baby)
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need, ah yes...