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El verde no es esperanza...

Not today, I can not. Silent alarm damn do not make me face the day. Do not remember this early, let me keep dreaming, and acostadita not hurt either.
not make me please ...
... what I would not, I do not want up!.
hurts every muscle in my body and the beating of my heart has lost its harmony.
I can not really ...!
My Horrillo not sunk, right now, buried and crushed.
I know, was a defeat sung long ago proclaimed, reported or expected, yet it hurts ...!
... still painful.
Okay, okay, okay, I move, I face so sad day!.
I summoned up courage and made my body, lick my wounds, I shake fuzz and disinfect me, because today, oh how it hurts!, My blood meringue is tinged with green envy.

Congratulations Champions!, Which I at least I have the Betis.

Eah! be bad and today ...

... have fun today.

Eah! Being ill is more fun.

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16 Dias por delante, ¡¡¡¡No puedo!!!

16 days ahead full of fallacies and lies.

inexhaustible retahílas drenched empty promises ...

... pointless.

Iniciativas irreales afiliadas a propuestas inviables; 

aderezos electorales. 

Desfile de sonrisas ensayadas, 

deslumbrantemente  blanqueadas.

Las sombras...

...en armarios escondidas. 

Libertad para la ofensa,

sin censura.

Repeat a thousand times models weary dead

expired.

Nothing matters,

anything goes,

because gentlemen have come

are already are here,

the elections.

Eah! more fun being bad

and this is business as usual.

Eah! Being evil is more fun.

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Quiero llegar a ser como tu..

My mother

I want to become like you, a brave and determined 70añera who does not weigh the years that you Have filled with life.

Every day I aspire to look in the mirror tomorrow and see your reflection in myself, your desire, this will and your joy.

I get to have your courage, it gave you the courage to make a calabrazo your road map, a chart into an uncertain future today is your past and the germ of my life.

I want to be like you, living excited with light of another day ending in nights that you decorated with stars. Having thousands of dreams and illusions feeding projects to come.

vertigo I want to lose, get on your heels, get up after a hard fall, like you, but full sore.

I want to become like you, daughter, sister, mother, owner of a large kindred that entertains you, pamper and love plot with some caution. Not be easy to imitate but I endorse the genetically my chances of being like you, mother, increase.

Eah! be good to mother is looking

Eah! Being ill is more fun.