<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124</id><updated>2009-11-08T14:06:57.517-03:00</updated><title type='text'>~La vida es sueño~</title><subtitle type='html'>...y los sueños, sólo sueños son.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-3693511050865165409</id><published>2009-11-08T14:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:06:57.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ayer fueron seis años, y uno sin tí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo pasa sin piedad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-3693511050865165409?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3693511050865165409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-611743608306233382</id><published>2009-10-12T21:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:10:21.361-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You ain't ever seen &lt;br /&gt;The way to find your dreams &lt;br /&gt;Forget what's within within &lt;br /&gt;Cos who you've been you've been &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all we lose is the skin &lt;br /&gt;I'm putting you under within &lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make this life together &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms are too deep &lt;br /&gt;I got you on my mind in my sleep you on my mind in my &lt;br /&gt;sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how hard I'll try &lt;br /&gt;To lose this foolish pride &lt;br /&gt;Can you take me as I am &lt;br /&gt;Can you understand me &lt;br /&gt;Unchain me now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all we lose is the skin &lt;br /&gt;I'm putting you under within &lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make this life together &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms are too deep &lt;br /&gt;I got you on my mind in my sleep you on my mind in my &lt;br /&gt;sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got you on my mind in my sleep &lt;br /&gt;Heavenly body &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You on my mind in my sleep"&lt;br /&gt;Richard Ashcroft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque nada de lo anterior sea así, I got you on my mind in my sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-611743608306233382?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/611743608306233382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=611743608306233382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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soñar no cuesta nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-4752237139534271751?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4752237139534271751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=4752237139534271751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/4752237139534271751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/4752237139534271751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/10/anoche-sone-contigo.html' 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El tiempo estático que resguarda los recuerdos. El tiempo en el tiempo que borra los recuerdos, las caricias, los susurros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tic-tac...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-4104780217336250817?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4104780217336250817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=4104780217336250817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/4104780217336250817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/4104780217336250817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/08/cuando-la-puerta-queda-abierta-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-3317464659496030067</id><published>2009-07-28T23:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:41:34.501-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y aunque tengo claro que ya de nada vale, de nada sirve y que no volverás no importa cuanto espere, no importa cuanto muera, no importa cuanto deje de soñar... Lo siento... te quiero... vuelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero es tarde, porque fui yo quien debió haberte buscado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me duermo, esperando verte en mis sueños. Porque la vida es sueño...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-3317464659496030067?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3317464659496030067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=3317464659496030067&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/3317464659496030067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/3317464659496030067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-aunque-tengo-claro-que-ya-de-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-8068650259202961886</id><published>2009-05-31T17:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:19:22.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anoche soñé contigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dejaba de llorar y estaba con algunos conocidos, de pronto me dijeron que me diera vuelta un momento, y al girar mi cabeza ahí estabas tú, con tu hermosa sonrisa y tus brazos extendidos. Corrí y te abracé, y por unos segundos, todo estuvo bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And these days, they linger on, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And in the night, I've been waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A real possibility that I may meet you in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-8068650259202961886?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8068650259202961886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=8068650259202961886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/8068650259202961886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/8068650259202961886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/05/anoche-sone-contigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-1751625074170809721</id><published>2009-05-25T23:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:31:18.591-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish by God you'd stay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-1751625074170809721?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1751625074170809721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=1751625074170809721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/1751625074170809721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/1751625074170809721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wish-by-god-youd-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-607590286509001534</id><published>2009-05-23T01:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:57:56.865-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I... I wish you where here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-607590286509001534?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/607590286509001534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=607590286509001534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/607590286509001534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/607590286509001534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/05/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-4412901776624556956</id><published>2009-05-20T00:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:04:30.626-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Well I've been here before&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the floor in a grey grey room&lt;br /&gt;Where I stay in all day&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat, but I play with this grey grey food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desole, if someone is prayin' then I might break out,&lt;br /&gt;Desole, even if I scream I can't scream that loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Crawling back home again&lt;br /&gt;Stuck by the phone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been here before&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a floor in a grey grey mood&lt;br /&gt;Where I stay up all night&lt;br /&gt;And all that I write is a grey grey tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray for me child, just for a while&lt;br /&gt;That I might break out yeah&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me child&lt;br /&gt;Even a smile would do for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Crawling back home again&lt;br /&gt;Stuck by the phone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I still got you to be my open door&lt;br /&gt;Have I still got you to be my sandy shore&lt;br /&gt;Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm&lt;br /&gt;Have I still got you to keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine&lt;br /&gt;Coz if I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine&lt;br /&gt;Oh coz nothing is lost, it's just frozen in frost,&lt;br /&gt;And it's opening time, there's no-one in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've still got me to be your open door,&lt;br /&gt;I've still got me to be your sandy shore&lt;br /&gt;I've still got me to cross your bridge in this storm&lt;br /&gt;And I've still got me to keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmer than warm, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Warmer than warm, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Warmer than warm, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Warmer than warm, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-4412901776624556956?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/4412901776624556956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=4412901776624556956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/4412901776624556956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/4412901776624556956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-ive-been-here-before-sat-on-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-4710531069769346862</id><published>2009-05-17T16:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:25:50.575-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I smile, but who am I kidding...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-3081250076391201555</id><published>2009-05-14T00:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:58:22.649-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>te quiero pero te llevaste la flor&lt;br /&gt;y me dejaste el florero&lt;br /&gt;te quiero me dejaste la ceniza&lt;br /&gt;y te llevaste el cenicero&lt;br /&gt;te quiero pero te llevaste marzo&lt;br /&gt;y te rendiste en febrero&lt;br /&gt;primero te quiero igual&lt;br /&gt;te quiero, te llevaste la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;y me dejaste el sombrero&lt;br /&gt;te quiero pero te olvidaste abril&lt;br /&gt;en el ropero pero igual&lt;br /&gt;te quiero no me gusta esperar&lt;br /&gt;pero igual te espero&lt;br /&gt;primero te quiero igual&lt;br /&gt;te quiero me dejaste el florero&lt;br /&gt;y te llevaste la flor&lt;br /&gt;pero igual&lt;br /&gt;te quiero me dejaste el vestido&lt;br /&gt;y te llevaste el amor&lt;br /&gt;te quiero pero te olvidaste abril&lt;br /&gt;en el ropero&lt;br /&gt;primero te quiero igual&lt;br /&gt;no sé si estoy despierto) bis&lt;br /&gt;o tengo los ojos abiertos)&lt;br /&gt;te quiero, no sé si estoy despierto&lt;br /&gt;o tengo los ojos abiertos&lt;br /&gt;sé que te quiero y que me esperan&lt;br /&gt;más aeropuertos&lt;br /&gt;te quiero te llevaste la vela&lt;br /&gt;y me dejaste el entierro&lt;br /&gt;primero te quiero igual&lt;br /&gt;te quiero pero te llevaste la flor&lt;br /&gt;y me dejaste el florero&lt;br /&gt;te quiero me dejaste la ceniza&lt;br /&gt;y te llevaste el cenicero&lt;br /&gt;te quiero pero te llevaste marzo&lt;br /&gt;y te rendiste en febrero&lt;br /&gt;primero te quiero igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-3081250076391201555?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3081250076391201555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=3081250076391201555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/3081250076391201555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/3081250076391201555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-quiero-pero-te-llevaste-la-flor-y-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-3910663109708943254</id><published>2009-05-09T17:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:27:41.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;La espera me agotó&lt;br /&gt;no se nada de vos&lt;br /&gt;dejaste tanto en mí&lt;br /&gt;En llamas me acosté&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y en un lento degradé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supe que te perdí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué otra cosa puedo hacer?&lt;br /&gt;si no olvido, moriré&lt;br /&gt;y otro crimen quedará&lt;br /&gt;otro crimen quedará&lt;br /&gt;sin resolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Una rápida traición&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y salimos del amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tal vez me lo busqué.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi ego va a estallar&lt;br /&gt;ahí donde no estás&lt;br /&gt;oh… los celos otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿Qué otra cosa puedo hacer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si no olvido moriré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y otro crimen quedará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;otro crimen quedará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sin resolver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lo sé&lt;br /&gt;cuanto falta no lo sé&lt;br /&gt;si es muy tarde no lo sé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si no olvido, moriré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que otra cosa puedo hacer?&lt;br /&gt;que otra cosa puedo hacer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ahora sé lo que es perder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otro crimen quedará&lt;br /&gt;otro crimen quedará&lt;br /&gt;sin resolver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-3910663109708943254?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3910663109708943254/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=3910663109708943254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/3910663109708943254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/3910663109708943254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-espera-me-agoto-no-se-nada-de-vos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-1762410007166220064</id><published>2009-05-06T23:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:44:39.494-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;90 miles outside chicago&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop driving&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need an answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later you're still on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to Emelia Earhart&lt;br /&gt;Who holds the stars up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is true love once in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the captain of the titanic cry&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;If love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;Why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why I wasn't meant for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody know the way to Atlantis&lt;br /&gt;Or what the wind says when she cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm speeding by the place that I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the 97th time tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;If love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;Why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;Why I wasn't meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;Why Samson loved Delilah&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll go&lt;br /&gt;Dancing on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll know&lt;br /&gt;That I was the one for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I watched the stars crash in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could ask god just one question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why aren't you here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;If love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;Why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;Why I wasn't meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll know&lt;br /&gt;Why Samson loved Delilah&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll go&lt;br /&gt;Dancing on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll know&lt;br /&gt;That I was the One for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday...&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't for me right?&lt;br /&gt; I hate when you use my language,&lt;br /&gt;it gets so confusing. Just... let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-1762410007166220064?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/1762410007166220064/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=1762410007166220064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/1762410007166220064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/1762410007166220064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/05/90-miles-outside-chicago-cant-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-5425112188810827887</id><published>2009-05-05T14:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:13:51.602-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;De un tiempo perdido, a esta parte esta noche ha venido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Un recuerdo encontrado para quedarse conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; De un tiempo lejano, a esta parte ha venido esta noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Otro recuerdo prohibido, olvidado en el olvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Sentimentalmente para remediarlo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Voy a quedarme contigo para siempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Pero puede que te encuentre últimamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Entre tanto me confundo con la gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Sentimentalmente nuestro por ahora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Es el nido que el olvido ha destruido;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Y si el viento me devuelve a tus orillas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Serenamente, será dormido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Serenamente, será dormido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; De un tiempo lejano a esta parte ha venido perdido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Sin tocarme la puerta, recuerdo entrometido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; De un tiempo olvidado ha venido un recuerdo mojado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; De una tarde de lluvia, de tu pelo enredado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Como siempre que se cambian los papeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Voy a quedarme dormido en tu cintura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Y si me despierta el día presumido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Déjame quedarme un poco en las alturas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Para qué contar el tiempo que nos queda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Para qué contar el tiempo que se ha ido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Si vivir es un regalo y un presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Mitad despierto, mitad dormido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Mitad abierto, mitad dormido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Sólo sé que no sé nada de tu vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Sólo me colgué una vez en el pasado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Presenté mis credenciales a tu risa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Y me clavaste una lanza en el costado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Creo que no te dejé jugar con fuego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Sólo nos dijimos cosas al oído.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Y si un día te encontrare una mañana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Será posible, será dormido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Será posible, será dormido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Y si un día te encontrare una mañana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Será posible, será dormido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Será posible, será dormido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-5425112188810827887?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5425112188810827887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=5425112188810827887&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/5425112188810827887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/5425112188810827887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-un-tiempo-perdido-esta-parte-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-5305176333316331381</id><published>2009-04-30T20:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:29:13.485-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;  En aquél cajón está tu foto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; llenándose de tierra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Hace tanto que no la veo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; como a vos, como a vos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Te acordás que tiempos aquellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; qué tiempos aquellos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; donde todo era un buen motivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; para decir &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Qué le habrá pasado a la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; que sin quererlo ya ni me acuerdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; cuando con mi viejo iba a la cancha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; a ver a aquél Atlético...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Te acordás del flaco Spinetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; cuando cantaba:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; "todas las hojas son del viento"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ahí toda nuestra filosofía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; era sólo ser rockeros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Pero como han cambiado los tiempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; todos luchan por mantener sus puestos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Hay muchos que ahora son ingenieros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; pero qué pocos quedaron rockeros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Pero yo aún sigo cantando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; y lo voy a seguir haciendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Una lección me dió la vida:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; tenés que hacer lo que el corazón diga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Y ayer quizás pensando en tu foto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; por la calle te encontré andando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Qué poco ha cambiado nuestra onda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; sólo cambiaron un poco nuestros cuerpos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Espero que el tiempo ahora no borre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; a esta gente que tanto amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; porque sin ellos no valgo nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; su alma es mi alimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Pero yo aún sigo cantando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; y lo voy a seguir haciendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; una lección me dió la vida:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; tenés que hacer lo que el corazón diga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ringtonematcher.com/co/ringtonematcher/02/noc.asp?sid=JSOLros&amp;amp;artist=Los+Enanitos+Verdes&amp;amp;song=en+aquel+cajon+esta+tu+foto" class="ads" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-5305176333316331381?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/5305176333316331381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=5305176333316331381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/5305176333316331381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/5305176333316331381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/04/en-aquel-cajon-esta-tu-foto-llenandose.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-8647656853934001783</id><published>2009-04-28T22:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:29:10.639-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; If I keep holding out,... will the light shine through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Under this broken roof,... it's only rain that I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;I've been wishing out the days,... come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; I have been planning out,... all that I'd say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Since you slipped away,... know that I still remain true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;I've been wishing out the days,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Please say, that if you hadn't of gone now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;I wouldn't have lost you another way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;From wherever you are,... come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;And these days, they linger on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; And in the night, as I'm waiting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; The real possibility I may meet you in my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; I go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; If I don't fall apart,.... will the memories stay clear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; So you had to go,..... and I had to remain here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;But the strangest thing to date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;And yet you feel so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; And I'm not gonna question it any other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; There must be an open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; For you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; Come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;And the days, they linger on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;And every night, what I'm waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Is the real possibility I may meet you in my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; And sometimes you're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; And you're talking back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; Come the morning I could swear you're next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; And it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; It's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; It's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; I'll be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; Come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt; Come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;I'll be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;I'll be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Título: "Come Back"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Disco: "Pearl Jam", 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;Pearl Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-8647656853934001783?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/8647656853934001783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=8647656853934001783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/8647656853934001783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/8647656853934001783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-keep-holding-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-2085601220623536962</id><published>2009-04-24T00:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:44:10.544-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not been home&lt;br /&gt;since you left long ago&lt;br /&gt;I'm thumbing my way&lt;br /&gt;back to heaven&lt;br /&gt;counting steps,&lt;br /&gt;walking backwards on the road&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting my way back to heaven&lt;br /&gt;I can't be free with what's locked inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; if there was a key, you took it in your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no wrong or right, but&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's good and bad&lt;br /&gt;the questions linger overhead&lt;br /&gt;no matter how cold the winter,&lt;br /&gt;There's a springtime ahead&lt;br /&gt;I'm thumbing my way&lt;br /&gt;back to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wish that I could hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I had&lt;br /&gt;thinking 'bout heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I let go of a rope, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Thinking that's what held me back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and in time I've realized, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; It's now wrapped around my neck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't see what's next, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; From this lonely overpass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hang my head and count my steps, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; as another car goes past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the rusted signs we ignore&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our lives&lt;br /&gt;choosing the shiny ones instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I turned my back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; now there's no turning back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how cold the winter,&lt;br /&gt;There's a springtime ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I smile, but who am I kidding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just walking the miles,&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;I'll get a ride&lt;br /&gt;I'm thumbing my way&lt;br /&gt;back to heaven&lt;br /&gt;thumbing my way back to heaven&lt;br /&gt;I'm thumbing my way&lt;br /&gt;back to heaven...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-2085601220623536962?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/2085601220623536962/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=2085601220623536962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/2085601220623536962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/2085601220623536962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-not-been-home-since-you-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34360124.post-3405426800297755092</id><published>2009-04-23T01:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:27:59.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya no tengo palabras porque sé que a quien le escribía, ya no leerá. Le sigo escribiendo, pero ahora en un lugar secreto. Secreto que él conoce, pero que probablemente no recuerda. Un rincón que fue contruído para dos, lleno de recuerdos de aquella época en que todo valía la pena. Un lugar de nosotros, un lugar que ya fue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy jodidamente triste, pero jodidamente tranquila. Esperando que se apague el sol, porque es la única estrella capaz de darme calor en este cielo, que se ha vuelto negro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras seas feliz, todo estará bien para mi, y sonreiré porque sabré, que silenciándome, y construyendo estos muros, cooperaré a que esa hermosa sonrisa que adorna tu rostro, se mantenga ahí, iluminándo a aquellos que continuan en tu camino, y a los que eventualmente lo harán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigo viviendo en mis castillos en el aire, esperando algún día, poder darles una base firme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun así, los rastros en el camino siguen ahí, hasta que muera el sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero recuperar aquella llave que dejaste tirada por ahí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ausente, esperante, consciente y errante. Lo que importa, es que sonrías, mi maravillosa estrella en el cielo de alguien más.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34360124-3405426800297755092?l=somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/feeds/3405426800297755092/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34360124&amp;postID=3405426800297755092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/3405426800297755092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34360124/posts/default/3405426800297755092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somebodyelsesky.blogspot.com/2009/04/ya-no-tengo-palabras-porque-se-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariadne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06840470437392895862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15629382569803028485'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>