“Por el suelo hay una compadrita que ya nadie se para a mirar por el suelo hay una mamacita que se muere de no respetar patchamama te veo tan triste patchamama me pongo a llorar
Archive for Dicembre 11th, 2011
—————————————————- “Someone told me it’s all happening at the zoo. I do believe it I do believe it’s true.
—————————————————- “Time, time, time, see what’s become of me while I looked around for my possibilities I was so hard to please but look around, leaves are brown and the sky is a hazy shade of winter
—————————————————- “Why don’t we stop fooling ourselves? The game is over, over, over. No good times, no bad times there’s no times at all just The New York Times sitting on the windowsill near the flowers.