"Don't believe in fairy tales: To dream is not for free"

jueves, 2 de junio de 2011


Esta noche no me apetece hablar. Dejemos que hable el Sr. Cohen, que para eso le han dado un premio, y a mí no. Todavía no se ha inventado el Premio Principe de Asturias que se me pudiera otorgar.

"Suzanne takes you down to her place newer the river.
You can hear the boats go by,
you can spend the night beside her,
And you know that she's half crazy,
but thats why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
that come all the way from China,
and just when you mean to tell her
that you have no love to give her,
then, she gets you on her wavelength,
and she lets the river answer
that you've always been her lover
and you want to travel with her,
and you want to travel blind,
and you know that she will trust you,
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind".

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