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Cuando algo muere algo nace

Por una noche..al menos por una noche..tal vez los fantasmas se ahuyenten..
Me encuentro entre pinturas vivas y lanas suaves preparando sorpresas para un nuevo ser que nacerá este invierno y que arrojará un poco de luz en medio del hastío y la decadencia.
Xöelinho..
já te quero

5 comentarios

FrauEva -

:D

Estoy deseando veros por aquí.

A todos.

Absalon.. -

..nick cave..no he escuchado nada de él.
Espero que la música sea tan linda como la letra..cuando la escuche te diré.
Te decía en el anterior comentario si me enviabas tu dirección al e-mail para enviarte mis libros..si quieres
Un abrazo
jazmim

Frau.. -

espero verte pronto y llevarte tu Xena..a ver si me dejan entrar con ella en el tren..
Un beso
;
jazmim

Absalon -

Get down, get down, little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damn world
That will compare with me
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
I can't get down and I won't get down
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
I love far better than thee
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
She leaned herself against a fence
Just for a kiss or two
And with a little pen-knife held in her hand
She plugged him through and through
And the wind did roar and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Come take him by his lilly-white hands
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep deep well
Which is more than one hundred feet
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee
Till the flesh drops from your bones
For the girl you have in that merry green land
Can wait forever for you to come home
And the wind did howl and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

FrauEva -

Recibirte desde el planeta optimista me hace sonreír.

Xenas, Xenas para siempre. Será un buen invierno, claro que sí.

Un abrazo fuerte.