TakeItEasy.... :)

Prometiera subir alguna foto mas de la cena, pero me di cuenta de k no subiera ninguna de otras salidas, asik aki esta este peke remix de fotos deste mes!
Que esto de tener camara es un gustazo! Tengo mas fotos este mes que el curso pasau entero jejeje
y que sin mas....sin nada interesante que contar

Que de este jueves casi no tengo fotos!
entre otras pork durante casi toda la noxe di la camara por perdida xDD y fue culpa del licor cafe!

Pero fue una nochaza!
Y eso que a mi el Yacare no me decia nada....
pero fue llegar y nos pusieron el BORABORA y justo despues
"lo que quiero es que todas me coman la..." y eso, que ya memocione de mas! jajaj
Y tanto bailé que hasta con un paraguas, a lo Umbrella xDD
ASI QUE HAY QUE VOLVER! AUNK LLUEVA!

En resumen, queste jueves, mas y mejor

FIESTA HALLOWEEN EN YACARE DEL PASO ECUADOR DE MATES!


bikossssssss



Y esta cancioncilla de Leonard Cohen...musica de la epoca de mi madre, por si a alguien no le suena xDDD pero que mencanta

It's true that all the men you knew
were dealers who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
I know that kind of man
It's hard to hold the hand of anyone
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender,
who is reaching for the sky just to surrender.

And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
you find he did not leave you very much
not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the card
that is so high and wild
he'll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger

And then leaning on your window sill
he'll say one day you caused his will
to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
an old schedule of trains, he'll say
I told you when I came I was a stranger .

But now another stranger seems
to want you to ignore his dreams
as though they were the burden of some other
O you've seen that man before
his golden arm dispatching cards
but now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter.

Ah you hate to see another tired man
lay down his hand
like he was giving up the holy game of poker
And while he talks his dreams to sleep
you notice there's a highway
that is curling up like smoke above his shoulder.
It is curling just like smoke above his shoulder.

You tell him to come in sit down
but something makes you turn around
The door is open you can't close your shelter
You try the handle of the road
It opens do not be afraid
It's you my love, you who are the stranger
It's you my love, you who are the stranger.

Well, I've been waiting, I was sure
we'd meet between the trains we're waiting for
I think it's time to board another
Please understand, I never had a secret chart
to get me to the heart of this
or any other matter
When he talks like this
you don't know what he's after
When he speaks like this,
you don't know what he's after.

Let's meet tomorrow if you choose
upon the shore, beneath the bridge
that they are building on some endless river
Then he leaves the platform
for the sleeping car that's warm
You realize, he's only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say ok the bridge or someplace later.

And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind ...

And leaning on your window sill ...

I told you when I came I was a stranger.

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