Maravillas de la música

California Dreamin'-The Mamas & the Papas


Versión de beach boys, grande y enorme versión


all the leaves are brown
and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk
on a winter's day

I'd be safe and warm
if I was in L.A
California Dreamin'
on such a winter's day

stopped into a church
I passed along the way
well, I got down on my knees
and I pretend to pray

you know the preacher likes the cold
he knows I'm gonna stay
California Dreamin'
on such a winter's day

all the leaves are brown
and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk
on a winter's day

if I didn't tell her
I could leave today
California Dreamin'
on such a winter's day x3

La mujer inglesa más sexy de los años 80

Quién dijo esto?

A colación de un artículo que leí en un blog, publicaré esta frase que leí hace un tiempo, quién es el susodicho que la dijo?
“Hemos fusilado; fusilamos y seguiremos fusilando mientras sea necesario. Nuestra lucha es una lucha a muerte. Nosotros sabemos cuál sería el resultado de una batalla perdida y también tienen que saber los gusanos cuál es el resultado de la batalla perdida hoy en Cuba"

Dylan- Blind Willie McTell

Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I traveled through East Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

Well, I heard the hoot owl singing
As they were taking down the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Were his only audience
Them charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers well
But nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

See them big plantations burning
Hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
(And) see the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a-moaning
(I can) hear the undertaker's bell
(Yeah), nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
I can hear them rebels yell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

Well, God is in heaven
And we all want what's his
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I'm gazing out the window
Of the St. James Hotel
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

The king(gracias fran por llevar en el ipod esta canción!)

Razones para ser feliz

Fundamentos Físicos De Ingeniería - I (45)
Curso Fecha Cod. Nota
2007 13/02 Prob1 7
2007 13/02 LABORATORIO 8
2007 13/02 TEST ,33
2007 13/02 Prob2 8
2007 13/02 Prob3 9
2007 13/02 Nota Problemes 8
2007 13/02 Nota Examen 5,69
2007 13/02 Calificació 5,99
2007 13/02 CALIFICACIÓ PER A ACTA 6
2007 13/02 Profesor Giménez

Enorme!

las tetas de obama

Yo quiero ser el guardián entre el centeno.

"si un cuerpo encuentra a otro cuerpo, cuando van entre el centeno"