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Sólo aeronaves. Vistas de las aeronaves que transitan por mi patio trasero

Lo confieso, los aviones son una de mis pasiones y si tengo una cámara a la mano, no puedo evitar tomarles la fotografía. Con algunas imagenes en el archivo he decidido crearles su propio blog.

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A song for you

I've been so many places in my life and time
I've sung a lot of songs, I've made some bad rhyme
I've acted out my life in stages with ten thousand people watching
But we're alone now and I'm singing this song for you

I know your image of me is what I hope to be, I've treated you unkindly
But girl can't you see, there's no one more important to me
So darling can't you please see through me, 'cause we're alone now
And I'm singing my song for you, you taught me precious secrets
The truth with holding nothing, you came out in front
And I was hiding, oh, but now I'm so much better,
So if my words don't come together, listen to the melody
'Cause my love is in there hiding

I love you in a place where there is no space or time,
I love you for my life

You are a friend of mine, and when my life is over
Remember, remember, remember when we were together
And we are alone now, and I was singing this song to you
We were alone, and I was singing, yeah singing
We were alone, and I was singing this song for you
Singing my song, I'm singing my song for you

Cant Help Falling in love with you

Wise men say only fools rush in

But I can't help fallingin love with you

Shall I stay would it be a sin

If I can't help fallingin love with you



Like a river flows

Surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Some things are meant to be



Take my hand

Take my whole life too

If I can't help falling

in love with you



Like a river flows

Surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Some things are meant to be



Take my hand

Take my whole life too

If I can't help fallingin love with you

If I can't help fallingin love with you

Always on my Mind

Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said & done
I just never took the time

But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
If I made you feel second best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your
Sweet love hasn't died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied
Satisfied

Little things I should have said & done
I just never took the time

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

verso

Podría tratarse de un verso
a la búsqueda de un beso

pero he aquí
que se trata de una palabra
desesperadamente buscada
en el diccionario castellano

término elusivo,
sustantivo indefinido,
adjetivo inspirado
que pudiese tocarte el corazón
y arrancarte una sonrisa gustosa
por ser personaje
principal de esta historia

verbo en infinitivo
que muere por conjugarse
en presente y futuro
y ser realmente un verso
a la búsqueda de uno de tus besos

(murmullos y silencios)

Call me irresponsable

Call me irresponsible
Call me unreliable
Throw in undependable, too

Do my foolish alibis bore you?
Well, I'm not too clever,
II just adore you

So, call me unpredictable
Tell me I'm impractical
Rainbows, I'm inclined to pursue

Call me irresponsible
Yes, I'm unreliable
But it's undeniably true
That I'm irresponsibly mad for you

Do my foolish alibis bore you?
Girl, I'm not too clever,
II just adore you

Call me unpredictable
Tell me that I'm so impractical
Rainbows, I'm inclined to pursue

Go ahead call me irresponsible
Yes, I'm unreliable
But it’s undeniably true
I'm irresponsibly mad for you

You know it’s true
Oh, baby it’s true

Bienvenida

Se me ocurre que vas a llegar distinta
no exactamente más linda
ni más fuerte

ni más docil

ni más cauta
tan solo que vas a llegar distinta
como si esta temporada de no verme
te hubiera sorprendido a vos también
quizá porque sabes
cómo te pienso y te enumero

después de todo la nostalgia existe
aunque no lloremos en los andenes fantasmales
ni sobre las almohadas de candor
ni bajo el cielo opaco

yo nostalgio
tu nostalgias
y cómo me revienta que él nostalgie

tu rostro es la vanguardia
tal vez llega primero
porque lo pinto en las paredes
con trazos invisibles y seguros

no olvides que tu rostro
me mira como pueblo
sonríe y rabia y canta
como pueblo
y eso te da una lumbre
inapagable
ahora no tengo dudas
vas a llegar distinta y con señales
con nuevas
con hondura
con franqueza

sé que voy a quererte sin preguntas
sé que vas a quererme sin respuestas

Mario Benedetti 1920-2009

Ayer

Ayer pasó el pasado lentamente
con su vacilación definitiva
sabiéndote infeliz y a la deriva
con tus dudas selladas en la frente

ayer pasó el pasado por el puente
y se llevó tu libertad cautiva
cambiando su silencio en carne viva
por tus leves alarmas de inocente

ayer pasó el pasado con su historia
y su deshilachada incertidumbre/
con su huella de espanto y de reproche

fue haciendo del dolor una costumbre
sembrando de fracasos tu memoria
y dejándote a solas con la noche.

Mario Benedetti 1920-2009

No hay más que decir...

Gracias PUMAS!!!!!

(foto tomada de milenio.com)