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toledo, is not toledo

Publicado por unacasaenelsol el agosto 22, 2006

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ayer me sentí realmente de vacaciones. Con motivo de la celebración de San Froilán las calles de la ciudad están llenas de gente y de pequeñas ferias, la feria de la cerámica, la feria medieval y la feria de la morcilla. La única que no visitamos fue la de la cerámica (supongo que porque no daban de comer). Degustamos enrejado de chocolate (en el medievo) y ración de morcilla con su vinito (en la feria de la morcilla obviamente). Como acompañante el desconocido asno zamorano-leonés que dócilmente soportaba caricias y monerías de niños y mayores.

hello, i´m johnny cash

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 Th

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