jueves, 1 de marzo de 2007
one poem
in the east
still keep
keep on following
the roach trade
once and again
think i forgot
the story once mama told
about that silly man in the rain
here are lots of people
walking around
nasal words and me
always quiet in the corner
perhaps it´s important
to take care a little more
something about to happen
.
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un par de dias en London city y se me dio por escribir en ingles... y bue
siga, siga!
keep going.-
I'm quite tired of being waiting that "something about to happen", you know. Anyway, it seems to be hard to get off from that fantasy, meanwhile I just read messages. yours, for instance.
It couldn't be wrong. At all.
I have drunk a malbec's bottle by now, and enjoyed myself a lot finding your lines... and recognising the wise of my precious butt.
Cheers, López.
thanks!! yes, everybody drinks a lot of bears there in London ad, of course, me too. they are quite cheap, in comparison. cigarettes, on the contrary, are imposible..
ok, i will think of another weird english poem to post soon.
Now i am learning catalá... who knows..
thanks!! yes, everybody drinks a lot of bears there in London and, of course, me too. they are quite cheap, in comparison. cigarettes, on the contrary, are imposible..
ok, i will think of another weird english poem to post soon.
Now i am learning catalá... who knows..
Sol:
Vull agrair-te el teu comentari en el meu blog, acabo de descobrir el teu i el que he llegit m'ha agradat. Seguire atent. Petons des de Barcelona.
casualidades...
solcito:
seras la proxima victoria ocampo?
pd:yo me conformo con ganarme el telekino de gianola
besos
para Victoria me falta el cashhh y las vaquitas..
Oh dirty little pretty girl...
nananananan...
i gonna see again
nananananna...
just hold my hand baby
nananananan...
and have some more rock and roll
nananananana...
Una cancion punk que se me ocurrio recien. Podria ser de Babyshambles tranquilamente!!
jaaaaaaa
saludos
beat
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