<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850</id><updated>2011-09-11T22:15:14.001+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Every song talks about me</title><subtitle type='html'>where I confirm that life is just a tacky musical show</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-5038617098531933197</id><published>2010-11-19T00:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T00:05:28.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So in love...</title><content type='html'>isn't is crazy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Talk to me, don’t lie to me&lt;br /&gt;Save your breath&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look at me, don’t smile at me&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I was so impressed by you&lt;br /&gt;I was running blind&lt;br /&gt;I would fall for every trick&lt;br /&gt;Every twist of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is cold&lt;br /&gt;Without any soul&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;I was so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say your prayers, don’t build your hopes&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Don’t phone me up, don’t call around&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time&lt;br /&gt;You were so in awe of me&lt;br /&gt;You were so divine&lt;br /&gt;You would do just anything&lt;br /&gt;To still be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is cold&lt;br /&gt;Without any soul&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;I was so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things you said to me&lt;br /&gt;I was so obsessed&lt;br /&gt;You were always talking talking&lt;br /&gt;God I did my best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is cold&lt;br /&gt;Without any soul&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;I was so in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfgyXfOQSJE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfgyXfOQSJE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-5038617098531933197?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/5038617098531933197/comments/default' title='Enviar 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más dejarnos.&lt;br /&gt;Probablemente estoy&lt;br /&gt;Pidiendo demasiado&lt;br /&gt;Se me olvidaba que&lt;br /&gt;Ya habíamos terminado.&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca volverás&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca me quisiste&lt;br /&gt;Se me olvidó otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Que sólo yo te quise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wDEReslFrM4&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wDEReslFrM4&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-1388984842713499953?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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pared&lt;br /&gt;resulta comico&lt;br /&gt;Mas repetirlo una y otra vez&lt;br /&gt;es un mal cronico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo, que haciendo el tonto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada paso que doy, no se&lt;br /&gt;que hacer para evitar el tropezon.&lt;br /&gt;No se, no se que hacer&lt;br /&gt;para encontrar la solucion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada paso que doy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada paso es un salto mortal&lt;br /&gt;algo enigmatico&lt;br /&gt;a cada paso es un paso fatal&lt;br /&gt;un fin dramatico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y se, y se que soy&lt;br /&gt;casi un peligro publico&lt;br /&gt;Y se, y se tambien&lt;br /&gt;que soy un caso unico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que soy un caso muy especial&lt;br /&gt;yo soy, un caso muy especial&lt;br /&gt;a cada paso que doy&lt;br /&gt;a cada paso que doy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't believe it's been 20 years, but this song is soooooo today... I've been singing it all week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman on the radio talked about revolution&lt;br /&gt;when it's already passed her by&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about you&lt;br /&gt;you know it feels good to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alive and I waited, waited&lt;br /&gt;I was alive and I waited for this&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;there is no other place I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;watching the world wake up from history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the decade in, when it seemed  &lt;br /&gt;the world could change at the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;And if anything&lt;br /&gt;then there's your sign... of the times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alive and I waited, waited&lt;br /&gt;I was alive and I waited for this&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alive and I waited, waited&lt;br /&gt;I was alive and I waited for this&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;there is no other place I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;watching the world wake up from history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;there is no other place I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;watching the world wake up from history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;there is no other place I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;watching the world wake up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widgets.vodpod.com/w/video_embed/Groupvideo.4328874" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" AllowScriptAccess="never" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent" flashvars="" width="425" height="350" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display:block;font-size: 10px"&gt;more about &amp;quot;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/7423053644934013233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2010/01/videos-right-here-right-now-jesus-jones.html' title='right here right now...'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-4484443997695911160</id><published>2009-11-10T21:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:14:47.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'>crying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...And I finally feel like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the 90's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time&lt;br /&gt;When I was so broken hearted&lt;br /&gt;Love wasn't much of a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;The tables have turned, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cause me and them ways have parted&lt;br /&gt;That kind of love was the killin' kind&lt;br /&gt;Now listen&lt;br /&gt;All I want is someone I can't resist&lt;br /&gt;I know all I need to know by the way that I got kissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' when I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tryin' to forget you&lt;br /&gt;Love is sweet misery&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' just to get you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dyin' �cause I let you&lt;br /&gt;Do what you do - down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's not even breathin' room&lt;br /&gt;Between pleasure and pain&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you cry when we're makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Must be one and the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's down on me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I got to tell you one thing&lt;br /&gt;It's been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Girl I gotta say&lt;br /&gt;We're partners in crime&lt;br /&gt;You got that certain something&lt;br /&gt;What you give to me&lt;br /&gt;Takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;Now the word out on the street&lt;br /&gt;Is the devil's in your kiss&lt;br /&gt;If our love goes up in flames&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire I can't resist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was cryin' when I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tryin' to forget you&lt;br /&gt;Your love is sweet misery&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' just to get you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dyin' �cause I let you&lt;br /&gt;Do what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause what you got inside&lt;br /&gt;Ain't where your love should stay&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love&lt;br /&gt;'till you give your heart away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' when I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tryin' to forget you&lt;br /&gt;Your love is sweet misery&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' just to get you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dyin' just to let you&lt;br /&gt;Do what you do what you do down to me, baby, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' when I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tryin' to forget you&lt;br /&gt;Your love is sweet misery&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' when I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dyin' cause I let you&lt;br /&gt;Do what you do down to , down to, down to, down to&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' when I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dyin' to forget you&lt;br /&gt;Your love is sweet&lt;br /&gt;I was cryin' when I met you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="332"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x28wk&amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x28wk&amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="332" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x28wk_aerosmith-cryin"&gt;Aerosmith - Cryin&amp;#039;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoy&amp;eacute; par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/aerosmithdu17"&gt;aerosmithdu17&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-4484443997695911160?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/4484443997695911160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=4484443997695911160' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/4484443997695911160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/4484443997695911160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/11/crying.html' title='crying'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-6177262309218034346</id><published>2009-09-11T18:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:19:26.766+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This one goes out to the one I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;a year already...9 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to the one I love&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to the one I've left behind&lt;br /&gt;A simple prop to occupy my time&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to the one I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)&lt;br /&gt;Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R52RrbF3mM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R52RrbF3mM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to the one I love&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to the one I've left behind&lt;br /&gt;Another prop has occupied my time&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to the one I love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-6177262309218034346?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/6177262309218034346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=6177262309218034346' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/6177262309218034346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/6177262309218034346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-one-goes-out-to-one-i-love.html' title='This one goes out to the one I love'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-4983654062250170437</id><published>2009-09-10T14:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:02:46.537+02:00</updated><title type='text'>regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;  Here I am now, bitter sweet; dreaming, fully awake, waiting and already gone... the fall is almost upon me and I've been humming this since last week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Ive forgotten the name and the address&lt;br /&gt;Of everyone Ive ever known&lt;br /&gt;Its nothing I regret&lt;br /&gt;Save it for another day&lt;br /&gt;Its the school exam and the kids have run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a place I could call my own&lt;br /&gt;Have a conversation on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Wake up every day that would be a start&lt;br /&gt;I would not complain of my wounded heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was upset you see&lt;br /&gt;Almost all the time&lt;br /&gt;You used to be a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Now you are mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt even trust you&lt;br /&gt;Ive not got much to give&lt;br /&gt;Were dealing in the limits&lt;br /&gt;And we dont know who with&lt;br /&gt;You may think that Im out of hand&lt;br /&gt;That Im naive, Ill understand&lt;br /&gt;On this occasion, its not true&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, Im not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a place I could call my own&lt;br /&gt;Have a conversation on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Wake up every day that would be a start&lt;br /&gt;I would not complain of my wounded heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a short fuse&lt;br /&gt;Burning all the time&lt;br /&gt;You were a complete stranger&lt;br /&gt;Now you are mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a place I could call my own&lt;br /&gt;Have a conversation on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Wake up every day that would be a start&lt;br /&gt;I would not complain about my wounded heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait till tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats what they all say&lt;br /&gt;Just before they fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lg8d8KsU4HM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lg8d8KsU4HM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-4983654062250170437?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/4983654062250170437/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=4983654062250170437' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/4983654062250170437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/4983654062250170437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/09/regret.html' title='regret'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-68321980252201110</id><published>2009-08-09T19:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:39:37.802+02:00</updated><title type='text'>la despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;como que se siente asi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya estoy curado&lt;br /&gt;Anestesiado&lt;br /&gt;Ya me he olvidado de ti&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me despido&lt;br /&gt;De tu ausencia&lt;br /&gt;Ya estoy en paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te espero&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te llamo&lt;br /&gt;Ya no me engaño&lt;br /&gt;Hoy te borrado&lt;br /&gt;De mi paciencia&lt;br /&gt;Hoy fui capaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde aquel dia&lt;br /&gt;En que te fuiste&lt;br /&gt;Yo no sabia&lt;br /&gt;Que hacer de ti&lt;br /&gt;Ya estan domados&lt;br /&gt;Mis sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;Mejor asi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me he burlado&lt;br /&gt;De la tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me he librado&lt;br /&gt;De tu recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te extraño&lt;br /&gt;Ya me he arrancado&lt;br /&gt;Ya estoy en paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxMD0HNUPhY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxMD0HNUPhY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-68321980252201110?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/68321980252201110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=68321980252201110' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/68321980252201110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/68321980252201110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-despedida.html' title='la despedida'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-6627733194323003121</id><published>2009-06-30T00:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:19:50.204+02:00</updated><title type='text'>feels like summer!</title><content type='html'>finally, in every way, in every sense... feels like summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bINe1J7Eq5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bINe1J7Eq5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-6627733194323003121?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/6627733194323003121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=6627733194323003121' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/6627733194323003121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/6627733194323003121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/06/feels-like-summer.html' title='feels like summer!'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-7379289594400948125</id><published>2009-05-05T19:14:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:18:41.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me CAGO en el amor</title><content type='html'>asi es, amigos y amigas del escuadron del dolor... he aqui nuestro himno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' un mondo difficile&lt;br /&gt;e vita intensa&lt;br /&gt;felicita' a momenti&lt;br /&gt;e futuro incerto&lt;br /&gt;il fuoco e l'acqua&lt;br /&gt;con certa calma&lt;br /&gt;serata di vento&lt;br /&gt;e nostra piccola vita&lt;br /&gt;e nostro grande cuore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque voy a creer yo en el amor&lt;br /&gt;si no me entiende no me comprenden tal como yo soy&lt;br /&gt;Porque voy a creer yo en el amor&lt;br /&gt;si me traiciona y me abandona cuando mejor estoy&lt;br /&gt;No sabemos muy bien entre tu y yo&lt;br /&gt;y aunque parezca,&lt;br /&gt;no tienes la culpa,la culpa es del amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' un mondo difficile&lt;br /&gt;e vita intensa&lt;br /&gt;felicita' a momenti&lt;br /&gt;e futuro incerto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo convencer a mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;si yo no dudo y estoy seguro que el tiene razon&lt;br /&gt;No voy a asesinar esa sensacion,&lt;br /&gt;si yo la quiero, yo la deseo aunque me de dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero sufrir,pero aqui estoy&lt;br /&gt;y estoy sufriendo,y no me arrepiento me cago en el amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' un mondo difficile&lt;br /&gt;e vita intensa&lt;br /&gt;felicita' a momenti&lt;br /&gt;e futuro incerto&lt;br /&gt;il fuoco e l'acqua&lt;br /&gt;con certa calma&lt;br /&gt;serata di vento&lt;br /&gt;e nostra piccola vita&lt;br /&gt;e nostro grande cuore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque voy a creer yo en el amor&lt;br /&gt;si no me entiende,no me comprenden tal como soy yo&lt;br /&gt;Porque voy a creer yo en el amor&lt;br /&gt;si me traiciona y me abandona cuando mejor estoy&lt;br /&gt;No sabemos muy bien entre tu y yo,&lt;br /&gt;y aunque parezca,no tienes la culpa,la culpa es del amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero sufrir pero aqui estoy&lt;br /&gt;y estoy sufriendo,y no me arrepiento (me cago en el amor) me cago en el amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cago en el amor&lt;br /&gt;Me cago en el amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vita mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' un mondo difficile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7tkLc2npBZg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7tkLc2npBZg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-7379289594400948125?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/7379289594400948125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=7379289594400948125' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/7379289594400948125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/7379289594400948125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-cago-en-el-amor.html' title='Me CAGO en el amor'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-1748722991088446515</id><published>2009-04-21T20:08:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:24:43.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'>no me hallo...</title><content type='html'>I'm nowhere,I'm nobody. the future is full of lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to go,nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good vibes from a far away past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me hallo, por más que le hago, no me hallo.&lt;br /&gt;No me gusta ni el verano ni el invierno, &lt;br /&gt;no me gusta ni la gloria ni el infierno. &lt;br /&gt;Yo no sé lo que quiero, ni en donde, ni con quien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me busqué en el directorio, me busqué en la enciclopedia,&lt;br /&gt;me busqué en el padrón electoral,&lt;br /&gt;me busqué en la filosofía oriental y no me hallo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por más que le hago, no me hallo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No estoy seguro de lo que quiero, &lt;br /&gt;siento que no tengo vela en este entierro. &lt;br /&gt;Estoy perdido y no sé que camino me trajo hasta aquí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; No me hallo, por más que le hago, no me hallo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me gusta ni la escuela ni el trabajo, &lt;br /&gt;no me gusta ni la lucha ni el fútbol. &lt;br /&gt;No voy a misa ni de relajo, &lt;br /&gt;no me consuela ni la mota, ni las pastas, ni el alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me he buscado por las calles y los bares, &lt;br /&gt;me he buscado por tugurios y arrabales, &lt;br /&gt;me he buscado por doquiera que yo voy, &lt;br /&gt;y no me puedo hallar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por más que le hago, no me hallo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un pobre vagabundo, &lt;br /&gt;mi reino no es de este mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me hallo, por más que le hago, no me hallo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-1748722991088446515?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/1748722991088446515/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=1748722991088446515' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/1748722991088446515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/1748722991088446515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-me-hallo.html' title='no me hallo...'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-3722622585547766998</id><published>2009-04-05T23:33:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:46:47.038+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One (April's fool...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/SdknmyNFHdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YGIP_GL0HLQ/s1600-h/mugshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/SdknmyNFHdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YGIP_GL0HLQ/s400/mugshot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321327981980098002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh GODS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the things people make me believe, hahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Is it getting better&lt;br /&gt;Or do you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Will it make it easier on you now&lt;br /&gt;You got someone to blame&lt;br /&gt;You say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;When it's one need&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;We get to share it&lt;br /&gt;Leaves you baby if you&lt;br /&gt;Don't care for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you&lt;br /&gt;Or leave a bad taste in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;You act like you never had love&lt;br /&gt;And you want me to go without&lt;br /&gt;Well it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;To drag the past out into the light&lt;br /&gt;We're one, but we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Have you come to raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here to play Jesus&lt;br /&gt;To the lepers in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ask too much&lt;br /&gt;More than a lot&lt;br /&gt;You gave me nothing&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all I got&lt;br /&gt;We're one&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;Well we&lt;br /&gt;Hurt each other&lt;br /&gt;Then we do it again&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love a higher law&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love the higher law&lt;br /&gt;You ask me to enter&lt;br /&gt;But then you make me crawl&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be holding on&lt;br /&gt;To what you got&lt;br /&gt;When all you got is hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One blood&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;You got to do what you should&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;With each other&lt;br /&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Brothers&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One...life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-3722622585547766998?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/3722622585547766998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=3722622585547766998' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/3722622585547766998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/3722622585547766998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-aprils-fool.html' title='One (April&apos;s fool...)'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/SdknmyNFHdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YGIP_GL0HLQ/s72-c/mugshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-6466203701510420525</id><published>2009-03-29T01:08:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:47:45.427+02:00</updated><title type='text'>tu me acostumbraste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/Sc685-0aybI/AAAAAAAAADc/jG7HNBuGcxg/s1600-h/chavelavargas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/Sc685-0aybI/AAAAAAAAADc/jG7HNBuGcxg/s400/chavelavargas3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318395914272557490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Si. Estoy muriendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; No sé si sigo, si vengo o si voy. Para mi, nada ha cambiado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chavela,me pongo de rodillas frente a ti. Beso tus pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Gracias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tu me acostumbraste&lt;br /&gt;A todas esas cosas&lt;br /&gt;Y tu me enseñaste&lt;br /&gt;Que son maravillosas&lt;br /&gt;Sutil llegaste a mi&lt;br /&gt;Como una tentación&lt;br /&gt;Llenando de ansiedad&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no comprendia&lt;br /&gt;Como se queria&lt;br /&gt;En tu mundo raro&lt;br /&gt;Y por ti aprendi&lt;br /&gt;Por eso me pregunto&lt;br /&gt;Al ver que me olvidaste&lt;br /&gt;Por qué no me enseñaste&lt;br /&gt;Como se vive sin ti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/Sc68wQkwNiI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZKb65jeubZg/s1600-h/Chavela02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/Sc68wQkwNiI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZKb65jeubZg/s400/Chavela02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318395747239999010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-6466203701510420525?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/6466203701510420525/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=6466203701510420525' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/6466203701510420525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/6466203701510420525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/03/tu-me-acostumbraste.html' title='tu me acostumbraste'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/Sc685-0aybI/AAAAAAAAADc/jG7HNBuGcxg/s72-c/chavelavargas3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-2793168381252935439</id><published>2009-03-24T08:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:48:53.148+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Distante Instante</title><content type='html'>...en el momento de cerrar los ojos y escuchar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estoy en el tenampa,no, mejor en un congal mas cochambroso,sentado en una mesa corona de metal con Armiados y contigo,Profeta,y en el momento que la soledad da vertigo, sacas tu guitarra.&lt;br /&gt; Gracias por esto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Si volviera el amor,&lt;br /&gt;Si tuviera un hermano, un amigo, un sueño en la mano,&lt;br /&gt;Moriría ese dolor&lt;br /&gt;De buscar el calor en el cruel laberinto&lt;br /&gt;de este vaso de alcohol,&lt;br /&gt;De estas calles sin sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tuviera ilusiones&lt;br /&gt;Si existieran razones, locuras, mentiras, pasiones&lt;br /&gt;No habría necesidad&lt;br /&gt;De pasarme por horas bebiendo cantimploras&lt;br /&gt;De esta gris soledad&lt;br /&gt;De esta eterna ansiedad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera borrarme&lt;br /&gt;Esos viejos recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;Que como viles cuervos&lt;br /&gt;Arrancan ya mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Dejando mis despojos&lt;br /&gt;Entre historias hirientes&lt;br /&gt;Igual de indeferentes&lt;br /&gt;Al amor y a las gentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si te hubieras quedado&lt;br /&gt;si me hubieras pedido que quemara el sonido&lt;br /&gt;de ese viejo pasado&lt;br /&gt;no estaría aquí metido ahogando mis entrañas&lt;br /&gt;arañando el olvido&lt;br /&gt;bien confuso y perdido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tenga la suerte&lt;br /&gt;De encontrarme a la muerte &lt;br /&gt;Yo le voy a ofrecer&lt;br /&gt;Todo el tiempo vivido&lt;br /&gt;Y este vaso henchido por un distante instante&lt;br /&gt;Un instante de olvido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y1V2A_P0W5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y1V2A_P0W5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-2793168381252935439?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/2793168381252935439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=2793168381252935439' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/2793168381252935439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/2793168381252935439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/03/distante-instante.html' title='Distante Instante'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-4162292099883604579</id><published>2009-02-22T17:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:38:11.391+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PAIN</title><content type='html'>I try, I try I try. I laugh and I forget, but behind the eyes, it's just Pain as usual, in this ruby days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Before the summer fell I already knew&lt;br /&gt;She said I was more than dead&lt;br /&gt;I already knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes again&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I just can't take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes again&lt;br /&gt;Pain, a knife behind the eyes, a vicious size&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my best friend, a growing fear&lt;br /&gt;A lot to sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Or draw to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes again&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I just can't take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes again&lt;br /&gt;Pain, a knife behind the eyes, a vicious size&lt;br /&gt;Again, again, again, again, again, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes again&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I just can't take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes again&lt;br /&gt;Pain, a knife behind the eyes&lt;br /&gt;A vicious, vicious, vicious pain&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes&lt;br /&gt;Pain, here it comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BRwsZVYlf0U&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BRwsZVYlf0U&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-4162292099883604579?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/4162292099883604579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=4162292099883604579' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/4162292099883604579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/4162292099883604579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/02/pain.html' title='PAIN'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-1879989922409763199</id><published>2009-01-06T00:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:09:10.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>special</title><content type='html'>Ok, voy a regodearme en este sentimiento solo un poco mas. Pero aleluya! ya puedo comenzar a decir cosas como estas. Despues del dolor, la muina, despues de la oscuridad,el vacio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Gracias Shirley! ahora eres una terminator...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living without you&lt;br /&gt;I know all about you&lt;br /&gt;I have run you down into the ground&lt;br /&gt;Spread disease about you over town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to adore you&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't control you&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing that I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To keep myself around and close to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an opinion?&lt;br /&gt;A mind of your own?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were special&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;But I've run out of patience&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an opinion?&lt;br /&gt;A mind of your own?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were special&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to amuse you&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I'd lose you&lt;br /&gt;Now you're here and begging for a chance&lt;br /&gt;There's no way in hell I'd take it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an opinion?&lt;br /&gt;A mind of your own?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were special&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;But I've run out of patience&lt;br /&gt;I've run out of comments&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of the violence&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a new&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a new&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a new&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the talk of the town&lt;br /&gt;We were the talk of the town&lt;br /&gt;We were the talk of the town&lt;br /&gt;We were the talk of the town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were special&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were special&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were special&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s_m7CuVZTVc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s_m7CuVZTVc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-1879989922409763199?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/1879989922409763199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=1879989922409763199' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/1879989922409763199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/1879989922409763199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2009/01/special.html' title='special'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-3622976804029655798</id><published>2008-12-11T02:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:36:18.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagrimas Negras...</title><content type='html'>Oh gods, the ULTIMATE irony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y aunque tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; me has echao en el abandono. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Y aunque tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; has muerto todas mis ilusiones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; En vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; de maldecirte con justo encono &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; en mis sueños te colmo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; en mis sueños te colmo de bediciones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sufro la inmensa pena de tu extravio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; siento el dolor profundo de tu partida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Y lloro sin que tu sepas que el llanto mio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tiene lagrimas negras, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tiene lagrimas negras como mi vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Que tu me quieres dejar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; que yo no quiero sufrir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; contigo me voy mi negra aunqe me cueste morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_kpHtt3KAg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_kpHtt3KAg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-3622976804029655798?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/3622976804029655798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=3622976804029655798' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/3622976804029655798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/3622976804029655798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2008/12/lagrimas-negras.html' title='Lagrimas Negras...'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-6848190368758059182</id><published>2008-12-07T00:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:13:27.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Asphalt World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skydoll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hell, I can't save you. I need to save myself first. I cannot jump with you, it cost me so much to get out of where you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nevertheless, it seems that there is a way out, there ALWAYS is, remember Milton? I want to hear it again! with the funny accent, without the fury!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold that feeling close, and lose the stash! maybe we can laugh again,when you"ll know how to get rid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of that darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a girl she walks the asphalt world&lt;br /&gt;She comes to me and I supply her with Ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we ride in a taxi to the ends of the city&lt;br /&gt;Like big stars in the back seat like skeletons ever so pretty&lt;br /&gt;I know a girl she walks the asphalt world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where does she go?&lt;br /&gt;And what does she do?&lt;br /&gt;And how does she feel when she's next to you?&lt;br /&gt;And who does she love in time-honoured fur?&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a girl she walks the asphalt world&lt;br /&gt;She's got a friend, they share mascara I pretend&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they fly from the covers to the winter of the river&lt;br /&gt;For these silent stars of the cinema&lt;br /&gt;It's in the blood stream, it's in the liver&lt;br /&gt;I know a girl, she walks the arse felt world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where does she go?&lt;br /&gt;And what does she do?&lt;br /&gt;And how does she feel when she's next to you?&lt;br /&gt;And who does she love in time-honoured fur?&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or is it her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With ice in her blood&lt;br /&gt;And a Dove in her head&lt;br /&gt;Well how does she feel when she's in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;When you're there in her arms&lt;br /&gt;And there in her legs&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll be in her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos that's where I go&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I do&lt;br /&gt;And that's how it feels when the sex turns cruel&lt;br /&gt;Yes both of us need her, this is the asphalt world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0wKKeSbxGh8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0wKKeSbxGh8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-6848190368758059182?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/6848190368758059182/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=6848190368758059182' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/6848190368758059182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/6848190368758059182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2008/12/asphalt-world.html' title='The Asphalt World'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-4615512691163092365</id><published>2008-12-01T10:23:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:13:59.865+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Puño de tierra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Por fin lo he pensado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fué un alivio y fué escalofriante, pero ya lo dije en otro lugar... deveras no tengo ganas de besarla antes de tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que siento, es una circunstancia mineral,un contratiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dicen que pasara. mientras tanto, ellos ya no tienen ninguna preocupacion, y yo canto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Vagando paso la vida&lt;br /&gt;         Nomas recoriendo el mundo.&lt;br /&gt;         Si quieren que se los diga ,&lt;br /&gt;         Yo soy un alma sin dueño&lt;br /&gt;         A mi no me falta nada ,&lt;br /&gt;         Pa' mi la vida es un sueño.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         Yo tomo, cuando yo quiero,&lt;br /&gt;         No miento, soy muy sincero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Y soy como las gaviotas,&lt;br /&gt;         Que vuelan de puerto en puerto&lt;br /&gt;         Yo se que la vida es corta,&lt;br /&gt;         Al fin que también la debo.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;         El dia que yo me muera&lt;br /&gt;         No voy a llevarme nada,&lt;br /&gt;         hay que darle gusto al gusto,&lt;br /&gt;         La vida pronto se acaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Lo que paso en este mundo&lt;br /&gt;         Nomas el recuerdo queda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Ya muerto voy a llevarme&lt;br /&gt;         Nomas un puño de tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jn-6gsIPC_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jn-6gsIPC_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-4615512691163092365?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/4615512691163092365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=4615512691163092365' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/4615512691163092365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/4615512691163092365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-puo-de-tierra.html' title='Un Puño de tierra'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-358871373605688092</id><published>2008-11-26T21:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:29:00.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'>guns and heads...</title><content type='html'>En los delirios de la fiebre hablo. Me lo han dicho. A veces me encuentro en lugares escalofirantes y a veces solo en paisajes desolados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En estos dias invernales, de brinquitis y tristeza, me he despertado tres dias con esta cancion en los labios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                              Ella uso mi cabeza como un revolver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; E incendio mi conciencia con sus demonios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; me vi llegando tarde, tarde a todo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; despues de un baño cerebral,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; estaba listo para ser amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pasa el tiempo y ahora creo que el vacio es un lugar normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ella uso mi cabeza como un revolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; no creerias las cosas que he hecho por ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cobardemente pero sin verguenza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; era una piedra en el agua seca por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Asi,se siente cuando la verdad es la palabra sometida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fui tan docil como un guante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; y tan sincero como pude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ella uso mi cabeza como un revolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...no creerias las cosas que he hecho por ella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Zi6AI2OqrY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Zi6AI2OqrY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7205586990391777850-358871373605688092?l=songofmongo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/feeds/358871373605688092/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7205586990391777850&amp;postID=358871373605688092' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/358871373605688092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/358871373605688092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2008/11/guns-and-heads.html' title='guns and heads...'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-8773623404750543366</id><published>2008-11-14T08:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:38:55.634+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexo extraterrestre</title><content type='html'>otra vez 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debo salir de este ciclo.Los dias se repiten como ese año tan raro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como entonces, no hay salidas ni caminos.Pero espero que como entonces,el cambio venga del interior. Y mientras espero, en la oscuridad de las 3 de la mañana me canto esto,como un  mantra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...mirame,me pongo en forma&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evito drogas que deforman&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cedo en todo lo que pidas&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;besame aqui, asi,AHORA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nunca queda bien concreto&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunca es todo tu alimento&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siempre nace en ti una duda&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que me tiene a mi en la oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/8773623404750543366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7205586990391777850/posts/default/8773623404750543366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2008/11/sexo-extraterrestre.html' title='Sexo extraterrestre'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-5965285203835580341</id><published>2008-11-13T15:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:19:49.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fué</title><content type='html'>...no sabes cuantas veces hemos cantado esta cancion a dueto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He llegado hasta el fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;con los brazos cansados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tantas veces te vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simulando un olvido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y eso paso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me embriague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hasta el vacio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;con tu miel venenosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuiste mia y el hastio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nos llevo al desengaño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y eso paso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suaves telas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sobre el piso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;una parte de la euforia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y lo mas resbaladizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es creernos sin memoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y eso paso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_cDMa3net4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_cDMa3net4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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href='http://songofmongo.blogspot.com/2008/11/fu.html' title='Fué'/><author><name>Andrés Soto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12707602385070291943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/TM3Z6fQuUFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/cw-mvs5UCLg/S220/IMG_4896.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7205586990391777850.post-4662742912990040798</id><published>2008-11-06T23:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:43:24.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>lobo-hombre en Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/SRs_prr-RqI/AAAAAAAAABg/ro6UrIl9Las/s1600-h/DSCF0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-GsTdBID0t8/SRs_prr-RqI/AAAAAAAAABg/ro6UrIl9Las/s400/DSCF0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267874174474274466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Su nombre es (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Andrés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Siempre&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;regreso&lt;/span&gt; a mi casa, en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cualquier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;estado&lt;/span&gt;, en un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;verano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dulce&lt;/span&gt;, en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;una&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;madrugada&lt;/span&gt; tibia...me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pregunto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cuando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dejare&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ser&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hombre&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;volvere&lt;/span&gt; a mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;estado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt;,a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;esa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;caricia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;primigenia&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;precede&lt;/span&gt; al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dolor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;mientras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;descubro&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sueño&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;envuelve&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;tarareando&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Cae&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;noche&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;amanece&lt;/span&gt; en Paris,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;En &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; dia en que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;todo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ocurrió&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Como&lt;/span&gt; un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;sueño&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;loco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt; fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;fortuna&lt;/span&gt; se ha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;reido&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ja&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;ja&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;sorprendido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;espiando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;lobo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;escapa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;aullando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;mordido&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;por&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;mago&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;del&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Siam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;luna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;llena&lt;/span&gt; sobre Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;transformado&lt;/span&gt; en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;hombre&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Rueda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;por&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;bares&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;del&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;bulevar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;se ha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;alojado&lt;/span&gt; en un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;sucio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;hostal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;ja&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;ja&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;mientras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;esta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;cenando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;junto&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;él&lt;/span&gt; se ha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;sentado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;una&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;joven&lt;/span&gt;, con la que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;irá&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;contemplar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;luna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;llena&lt;/span&gt; sobre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;París&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;algunos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;francos&lt;/span&gt; cobra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88"&gt;Auuuh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89"&gt;lobo-hombre&lt;/span&gt; en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90"&gt;París&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91"&gt;Auuuh&lt;/span&gt; su nombre es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93"&gt;El&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" 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