I went out walking Through streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking Under an atomic sky Where the ground won´t turn And the rain it burns Like the tears when I said goodbye Yeah I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering I went drifting Through the capitals of tin Where men can´t walk Or freely talk And sons turn their fathers in I stopped outside a church house Where the citizens like to sit They say they want the kingdom But they don´t want God in it I went out riding Down that old eight lane I passed by a thousand signs Looking for my own name I went with nothing But the thought you´d be there too Looking for you I went out there In search of experience To taste and to touch And to feel as much As a man can Before he repents I went out searching Looking for one good man A spirit who would not bend or break Who would sit at his father´s right hand I went out walking With a bible and a gun The word of God lay heavy on my heart I was sure I was the one Now Jesus, don´t you wait up Jesus, I´ll be home soon Yeah I went out for the papers Told her I´d be back by noon Yeah I left with nothing But the thought you´d be there too Looking for you Yeah I left with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wanderin. (the wanderer, u2, zooropa, 2003)
la parte críptica y oscura del blog se radicaliza.
no es un aviso, es una amenaza. jijij
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¡enhorabuena Pati! no tengas pena por no poder celebrarlo este fin de semana, ya habrá tiempo (tranquila que estas cosas no las olvidamos, pero por supuesto que no iremos a la Taurina, ejem!)
un saludo desde las eras (de Renueva)