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12 de noviembre de 2011










What would you think if I sang out of tune, would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song and I'll try not to sing out of key.
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends!
What do I do when my love is away? (Does it worry you to be alone?)
How do I feel by the end of the day? (Are you sad because you're on your own?)
No! I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends,
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends!











1 de agosto de 2011

31/07

9:27 p.m

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you again.-




Ver en la retrospección la posibilidad en la posibilidad
todo lo que existe y no se muestra
buscar escondidos en la memoria una señal, un signo
y cobrar vida en la vida; solamente observar
la música y una historia concentrados en un mínimo objeto
gotas derramadas en un libro cerrado
la infinita letanía del universo y el tiempo al otro lado de la puerta.

21 de julio de 2011

Strawberry Fields

Let me take you down, cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields. 
 Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about, Strawberry Fields forever.
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. 
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me.
Let me take you down, cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields. 
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about, Strawberry Fields forever.
No one I think is in my tree. I mean, it must be high or low, 
that is you can't, you know, tune in but it's all right, 
that is I think it's not too bad.
Let me take you down, cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields,
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about, Strawberry Fields forever.
Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know, I know when it's a dream.
I think, I know I mean a "Yes" but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree.
Let me take you down, cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields, 
nothing is real and nothing to get hung about, Strawberry Fields forever. 
 Strawberry Fields forever. 
Strawberry Fields forever.

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