mi cultura taurina, se reduce a Calamaro.
y a dar la vuelta, aunque no sea al ruedo.
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3 comments:
odio haber escuchado como andrés calamaro explicaba qué significaba media verónica, me parecía tan adorable. sinceramente, me importa poco su interpretación de su canción. la mía es la que ME vale.
no me gustan los animales,
tampoco el opio.
seguro que sabes qué opinio al respecto.
muá!
Puedes ver arder la carretera bajo tus pies,
con tal de regresar...
Donde iremos a parar
caminando en circulos...
Vuelvo, después de tiempo...para quedarme un rato(1,2,3...) en tu
blanco
que siempre me calma.
Y aquí está, Calamaro, que siempre me ha acompañado en mis cigarritos aliñados y mis cavilaciones,aunque ahora le reclame poco.
"Te quiero...
no me gusta esperar,
pero igual, te espero..."
Te he extrañado.Mucho.
A ti y tus
letras
ojos
cielos
fotos
momentos
(azules)...
Te dejo un beso, para que sepas que pregunte a la arena por ti.. :)
Besos,Paz.
G.
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