WHALES TO ARRIVE VALDEZ PENINSULA
As every year since yesterday
can see the first whales to arrive Peninsula Valdez, 
Chubut, Argentina.
This is one of the videos of Govierno of the Province of Chubut.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
http://www.vigiliadeballenas.com/es/ 
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Lost Rock Band 2 Dongles
WHALES COME TO PENINSULA OF THE AUTUMN LEAVES
quietly without making noise The Autumn leaves - Matt Monro 
A beautiful song to share in the fall.
Song Lyric
The falling leaves drift By The window The autumn leaves of red and gold i see your lips, The summer kisses the sun-burned
hands i used to holdSince You Went Away The Days grow long and soon
I'll hear old winter's song but i miss youMost of All my darling When autumn leaves start to fall is a song that resembles us
you loved me and I loved we all lived, the two together that you loved me
who loved
but life separates those who love who loved
Monday, May 18, 2009
Using Gatsby After Teasing
I leave you with your life
your work
your people with your sunsets
and your sunrises.
Planting your confidence
leave you with the world beating
impossible
safe without insurance.
I leave
oceanfront single
descifrándote
without my question
blind without my response broken.
I leave without my doubts
badly hurt poor and without my immaturities
without my seniority.
Nor
believe blindly all
not think
never believe this false abandonment.
I'll be where you least expect it
such an old tree
of dark nods.
I'll be in a distant horizon
without hours
in the footprint of touch
in your shadow and my shadow.
I'll
divided into four or five kids
of those that you look you
and then follow you.
And hopefully I can be
of your dream in network
waiting for your eyes and watching
.
FOREVER, BENEDETTI
your work
your people with your sunsets
and your sunrises.
Planting your confidence
leave you with the world beating
impossible
safe without insurance.
I leave
oceanfront single
descifrándote
without my question
blind without my response broken.
I leave without my doubts
badly hurt poor and without my immaturities
without my seniority.
Nor
believe blindly all
not think
never believe this false abandonment.
I'll be where you least expect it
such an old tree
of dark nods.
I'll be in a distant horizon
without hours
in the footprint of touch
in your shadow and my shadow.
I'll
divided into four or five kids
of those that you look you
and then follow you.
And hopefully I can be
of your dream in network
waiting for your eyes and watching
.
FOREVER, BENEDETTI
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Best Bangbros Episodes
number three SAD INVENT THE POETRY
If you survive, if you persist, sing,
dreams, get drunk.
is the time of the cold, love, hurry.
of hours the wind sweeps the streets, roads.
expect trees: you do not wait,
this is the time to live, the only
Jaime Sabines
I have no joy
reactive (Ni idiot glee at the life):
is composed with pieces of my story, rumor
raising my boldness
and collected dust in my stride.
I have, yes, everyday sadness
I try to feed the nostalgia,
because change is beautiful, so beautiful
invented for the sad poetry
In your world black and white,
negriblanco not be a sympathetic look.
I do not want to hear me, you understand
not talk to me or put up, I do not understand:
I will not meet expectations.
I'm a friend of my night, my books
of my trips, my lips and vagina.
From my peaks, depressions and plains,
of good and evil, I am my friend
Tu-white look does not see beyond
what my picture shows:
if think I'm happy smile
and if I cry think I'm very sad.
Tu-white look, does not see that smile
'm fighting a battle
that I celebrate my victory cry
flourish despite my injuries
your world in black and white,
negriblanco is installed convenient routine
completely removed the shock
no room for daring pacts
Without color, Only white is white.
purity not only boring
aseptic Evil is never black, my friend,
Because black is multicolored
conjunction
your eyes I do not care
-white or hurt your suspicions lapidary .
or define my universe with your magnifying glass
or your guilt in my mirror is reflected
I have cold, and you see, I'm happy
to feel every winter, every hour.
I get sick
boreal dawn or terrify me the ghosts of doubt
Your
-white look does not scare me
not affect me your lack of courtesy
Survive with the pieces of my story
and friendly words that touch me
Every day, every night I reinvented
learning to play with my shortcomings,
and I fear you run out of answers
terrifies me most that do not change the questions.
Defense
joy
Defender Mario Benedetti
joy as a trench
scandal and defending
routine of misery and the miserable
temporary absences
and final joy
defend
defend a principle of awe and nightmares
of neutrals and neutrons
of sweet and serious outrages diagnostic
defend joy as a flag of lightning and defend
melancholy of the naive and the rogue
rhetoric and cardiac arrest
of endemic diseases and academies defend
joy as a destination
defend the fire and firefighters
of the bombers and murderers of
vacation and
burden of the obligation to be cheerful joy
defend defend it as a certainty oxide
y la roña
de la famosa pátina del tiempo
del relente y del oportunismo
de los proxenetas de la risa
defender la alegría como un derecho
defenderla de dios y del invierno
de las mayúsculas y de la muerte
de los apellidos y las lástimas
del azar
y también de la alegría.
If you survive, if you persist, sing, dreams, get drunk.
is the time of the cold, love, hurry.
of hours the wind sweeps the streets, roads.
expect trees: you do not wait,
this is the time to live, the only
Jaime Sabines
I have no joy
reactive (Ni idiot glee at the life):
is composed with pieces of my story, rumor
raising my boldness
and collected dust in my stride.
I have, yes, everyday sadness
I try to feed the nostalgia,
because change is beautiful, so beautiful
invented for the sad poetry
In your world black and white,
negriblanco not be a sympathetic look.
I do not want to hear me, you understand
not talk to me or put up, I do not understand:
I will not meet expectations.
I'm a friend of my night, my books
of my trips, my lips and vagina.
From my peaks, depressions and plains,
of good and evil, I am my friend
Tu-white look does not see beyond
what my picture shows:
if think I'm happy smile
and if I cry think I'm very sad.
Tu-white look, does not see that smile
'm fighting a battle
that I celebrate my victory cry
flourish despite my injuries
your world in black and white,
negriblanco is installed convenient routine
completely removed the shock
no room for daring pacts
Without color, Only white is white.
purity not only boring
aseptic Evil is never black, my friend,
Because black is multicolored
conjunction
your eyes I do not care
-white or hurt your suspicions lapidary .
or define my universe with your magnifying glass
or your guilt in my mirror is reflected
I have cold, and you see, I'm happy
to feel every winter, every hour.
I get sick
boreal dawn or terrify me the ghosts of doubt
Your
-white look does not scare me
not affect me your lack of courtesy
Survive with the pieces of my story
and friendly words that touch me
Every day, every night I reinvented
learning to play with my shortcomings,
and I fear you run out of answers
terrifies me most that do not change the questions.
For all who are dealing with invisible diseases, chronic and poorly understood.
Especially for those who survive, every day, misunderstanding y. .. Oh yeah! fibromyalgia
Especially for those who survive, every day, misunderstanding y. .. Oh yeah! fibromyalgia
Defense joy
Defender Mario Benedetti
joy as a trench
scandal and defending
routine of misery and the miserable
temporary absences
and final joy
defend
defend a principle of awe and nightmares
of neutrals and neutrons
of sweet and serious outrages diagnostic
defend joy as a flag of lightning and defend
melancholy of the naive and the rogue
rhetoric and cardiac arrest
of endemic diseases and academies defend
joy as a destination
defend the fire and firefighters
of the bombers and murderers of
vacation and
burden of the obligation to be cheerful joy
defend defend it as a certainty oxide
y la roña
de la famosa pátina del tiempo
del relente y del oportunismo
de los proxenetas de la risa
defender la alegría como un derecho
defenderla de dios y del invierno
de las mayúsculas y de la muerte
de los apellidos y las lástimas
del azar
y también de la alegría.
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