jueves, 2 de enero de 2014

Un poco de azúcar para comenzar el año



Si tu no existes,
no existe la poesía, 
no existen las palabras
ni existe el adjetivo 
que salvará tu nombre del olvido.



                                   José Infante

lunes, 23 de diciembre de 2013

Despiértame



Feeling my way through the darkness
Guided by a beating heart
I can't tell where the journey will end
But I know where to start
They tell me I'm too young to understand
They say I'm caught up in a dream
Well, life will pass me by
If I don't open up my eyes
Well, that's fine by me

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

I tried carrying the weight of the world
But I only have two hands
Hope I get the chance to travel the world
But I don't have any plans
Wish that I could stay forever this young
Not afraid to close my eyes
Life's a game made for everyone
And love is the prize

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I, I didn't know I was lost

I didn't know I was lost
I didn't know I was lost
I didn't know I was lost
I didn't know, I didn't know

domingo, 8 de diciembre de 2013

Navidad en África











Es cuestión de prioridades, lo sé, pero esta Navidad  está siendo muy dura sin ti

viernes, 6 de diciembre de 2013

Por su sonrisa ....MATO


Nos lo podrán decir cantando , por escrito o con el lenguaje de señas pero como no queramos enterarnos no lo hacemos...¡no señor! de todas maneras en mi defensa alegaré que estaba bajo los efectos alucinatorios de su sonrisa y que yo por su sonrisa ...M A T O




viernes, 23 de noviembre de 2012

viernes, 16 de noviembre de 2012

Obsesion



A menudo las montañas que soñamos no son tan inalcanzables, ni los rios tan profundos que no les podamos salvar.