domingo, 20 de marzo de 2011

Bailar, Reir, Soñar.




" No sé si esta vida es un sueño...
Porque un sueño es sueño. Y la realidad real. Estoy segura de eso ¿Pero nos estamos engañando ?
Porque yo estoy resistiendo, estoy resistiendo por algo, por un ideal, por un sueño, por una misión que se me ha dado. Resistiendo para derribar los muros. 
Pero no sé hasta que punto eso es real... Igual seguimos luchando por un mundo mejor. "

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Have it

Do yo need a superman ?

Do yo need a superman ?

Making Love, not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow.. ALL SUMMER LONG

- Well, goodbye. You were very kind with me. Now I'll take a hot bath. Ah ... I forgot to tell you that ...
- Say it.
- ... I have some desire to make you love, you can not even imagine. But this does not tell anyone. Especially you. Should torture me to force me to say.
- To say what?
- May I make love to you ? Not just once ,but hundreds of times. But I will not tell you ever. Only if I go crazy I would say you I will make love to you, here in front of your home, IN EVERYLIFE.

Hey ! I am your fucking clock

I am the rhythm of the sound , I am the rhythm of the night.

Life

Life
Oh life