A LOS LIBERTINOS... Voluptuosos de todas las edades Y de todos los sexos, a vosotros solos ofrezco esta obra: Nutríos de sus principios, que favorecen vuestras pasiones; esas pasiones, de las que fríos e insulsos moralistas os hacen asustaros, no son sino los medíos que la naturaleza emplea para hacer alcanzar al hombre los designios que sobre él tiene; escuchad sólo esas pasiones deliciosas, su órgano es el único que debe con-duciros a la felicidad.
martes, 27 de marzo de 2012
miércoles, 21 de marzo de 2012
One Last Goodbye
Hace un año fue la ultima vez que caminos juntos
platicamos de todo un poco...
me dijiste "No dejes que nada te detenga, echale ganas we"
sigo pensando en eso...
Ian Ein, Windir.
platicamos de todo un poco...
me dijiste "No dejes que nada te detenga, echale ganas we"
sigo pensando en eso...
Ian Ein, Windir.
martes, 13 de marzo de 2012
sábado, 10 de marzo de 2012
In my time of Need
I can't see the meaning of this life i'm leading
i try to forget you as you forgot me
this time there is nothing left for you to take
this is goodbye
Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And i should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and i should step out of the rain
turn away
Close to ending it all, i am drifting through the
stages
of the rapture born within this loss
thoughts of death inside
tear me apart from the core of my soul
Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And i should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and i should step out of the rain
turn away
At times the dark's fading slowly
but it never sustains
would someone watch over me
in my time of need?
Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And i should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and i should step out of the rain
turn away...
i try to forget you as you forgot me
this time there is nothing left for you to take
this is goodbye
Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And i should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and i should step out of the rain
turn away
Close to ending it all, i am drifting through the
stages
of the rapture born within this loss
thoughts of death inside
tear me apart from the core of my soul
Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And i should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and i should step out of the rain
turn away
At times the dark's fading slowly
but it never sustains
would someone watch over me
in my time of need?
Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And i should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and i should step out of the rain
turn away...
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