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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Zr_-GpYyFM/TwOWe-sr9OI/AAAAAAAACP4/pH7mEe1Jq1U/s1600/20100203002202-amandonos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Zr_-GpYyFM/TwOWe-sr9OI/AAAAAAAACP4/pH7mEe1Jq1U/s1600/20100203002202-amandonos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; font-size: small; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Átame a tu mirada y amárrame a tu cintura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;quiero perderme en tus ojos y juntar nuestras caderas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;que tus manos me recorran y suban por mis laderas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;que bajen por mis cañadas y formen enredaderas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Átame a tu cuerpo tibio para perderme en tu aliento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;bésame con tal locura en caricias derramadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;juntemos estos dos vientres y que crezca el sentimiento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;que se unan nuestros cuerpos y se crucen las miradas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Átame a tu verbo que tanto eriza mi piel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;con esas palabras dulces que susurras en mis oídos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;haces que broten las ganas y que corran mis fluidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;átame y bebe conmigo de dos cuerpos con sabor a miel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Átame a tus deseos que siempre serán los míos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;has que corran como ríos y desemboquen en el mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;los mas grandes deseos con todos mis desvaríos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;para que nunca me olvides y no me dejes de amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Átame a tus amores y a esos caros anhelos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;arder en la misma hoguera y perdernos en tus selvas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Átame a tus caprichos que por ti son mis desvelos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;que tu piel me acaricie y en esos sueños me envuelvas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Átame con esos brazos, sumérgete en mis pasiones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;bésame, sangra mis labios y métete en mis entrañas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;has que suba la marea y no rompas mis ilusiones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sé que no me engañas y es mucho lo que me extrañas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans; font-size: small; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman', times;"&gt;SHANIA LYNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-7933302982362869155?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/7933302982362869155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=7933302982362869155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/7933302982362869155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/7933302982362869155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2012/01/atame-ti.html' title='ÁTAME A TÍ'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Zr_-GpYyFM/TwOWe-sr9OI/AAAAAAAACP4/pH7mEe1Jq1U/s72-c/20100203002202-amandonos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-1190130958614973818</id><published>2012-01-03T20:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:59:00.952-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIOCONDA BELLI'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: 'Maiandra GD', Candara, Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-family: papyrus; font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wed7buPdh3M/TwOWLl5FAPI/AAAAAAAACPs/oy77R14LdZc/s1600/BESOS+EN+EL+MAR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wed7buPdh3M/TwOWLl5FAPI/AAAAAAAACPs/oy77R14LdZc/s400/BESOS+EN+EL+MAR.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: 'Maiandra GD', Candara, Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-family: papyrus; font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: 'Maiandra GD', Candara, Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-family: papyrus; font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: 'Maiandra GD', Candara, Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-family: papyrus; font-size: 20px;"&gt;Escribirte, escribirte, dibujarte.&lt;br /&gt;Llenarte el pelo de todas las palabras detenidas,&lt;br /&gt;colgadas en el aire, en el tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;en aquella rama llena de flores amarillas&lt;br /&gt;de cortes cuya belleza me pone los pelos de punta&lt;br /&gt;cuando vengo bajando sola,&lt;br /&gt;por la carretera, pensando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: papyrus; font-size: 20px; line-height: 25px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;Definir el misterio,&lt;br /&gt;el momento preciso del descubrimiento,&lt;br /&gt;el amor, esta sensación de aire comprimido&lt;br /&gt;dentro del cuerpo curvo,&lt;br /&gt;la explosiva felicidad que me saca las lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;y me colorea los ojos, la piel, los dientes,&lt;br /&gt;mientras voy volviéndome flor,&lt;br /&gt;enredadera, castillo, poema,&lt;br /&gt;entre tus manos que me acarician&lt;br /&gt;y me van deshojando,&lt;br /&gt;sacándome las palabras,&lt;br /&gt;volteándome de adentro para afuera,&lt;br /&gt;chorreando mi pasado,&lt;br /&gt;mi infancia de recuerdos felices,&lt;br /&gt;de sueños, de mar reventando contra los años,&lt;br /&gt;cada vez más hermoso y más grande,&lt;br /&gt;más grande y más hermoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;Como puedo agarrar la ilusión,&lt;br /&gt;empuñarla en la mano y&lt;br /&gt;soltártela en la cara como una paloma feliz&lt;br /&gt;que saliera a descubrir la tierra&lt;br /&gt;después del diluvio;&lt;br /&gt;descubrirte hasta en los reflejos más ignorados,&lt;br /&gt;irte absorbiendo lentamente,&lt;br /&gt;como un secante, perdiéndome,&lt;br /&gt;perdiéndonos los dos,&lt;br /&gt;en la mañana en la que hicimos el amor&lt;br /&gt;con todo el sueño, el olor,&lt;br /&gt;el sudor de la noche salada en nuestro cuerpos,&lt;br /&gt;untándonos el amor,&lt;br /&gt;chorreándolo en el piso&lt;br /&gt;en grandes olas inmensas,&lt;br /&gt;buceando en el amor,&lt;br /&gt;duchándonos con el amor que nos sobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-1190130958614973818?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/1190130958614973818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=1190130958614973818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/1190130958614973818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/1190130958614973818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2012/01/escribirte-escribirte-dibujarte.html' title=''/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wed7buPdh3M/TwOWLl5FAPI/AAAAAAAACPs/oy77R14LdZc/s72-c/BESOS+EN+EL+MAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-5374816320073463422</id><published>2011-12-30T10:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:17:30.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>pequeñas grandes cosas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw3CydEcZRI/Tv252AX8coI/AAAAAAAACPI/9BGLjQYR-7w/s1600/187706%257EBrigitte-Bardot-Posters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw3CydEcZRI/Tv252AX8coI/AAAAAAAACPI/9BGLjQYR-7w/s320/187706%257EBrigitte-Bardot-Posters.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Comer chocolate, sentir el calor del sol en mi piel, hacer el amor, oír el mar, oler el perfume de una rosa en primavera, imaginar lo imposible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Disfruta de las pequeñas cosas de la vida, un día puede que tú mires atrás y te des cuenta de que eran grandes cosas. (Robert Brault)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-7910221789289094960?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/7910221789289094960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=7910221789289094960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/7910221789289094960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/7910221789289094960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/12/disfruta-de-las-pequenas-cosas-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0fsUVyGl80/TvthQSnE5qI/AAAAAAAACO8/yWs3n7PqmV8/s72-c/404190_315250691848802_108692679171272_971035_1608432695_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-1957692423691963414</id><published>2011-12-28T12:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:56:59.900-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ABhg8KsbttA/Tvs76KfLwPI/AAAAAAAACOw/pXii31DiPsQ/s1600/pilar3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ABhg8KsbttA/Tvs76KfLwPI/AAAAAAAACOw/pXii31DiPsQ/s400/pilar3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Un día, la vida me golpeó tan fuerte que me enseñó a resistir... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Un día, me mintieron de tal forma que me dolió y entonces aprendí a ir siempre de frente con la verdad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Un día, me falló quien menos imaginaba y entendí que las palabras hay que cumplirlas y de los actos, hacerse cargo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A veces es necesario dar vuelta la página y empezar de cero... Aunque cueste o duela ''El mejor guerrero no es el que triunfa siempre sino el que vuelve sin miedo a la batalla"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-1957692423691963414?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/1957692423691963414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=1957692423691963414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/1957692423691963414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y jugamos y nadamos en el océano de la imaginación &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;y te amé más y más, con cada destello del agua &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;iluminadas nuestras miradas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;titilando anhelantes imitando mar y cielo, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ambos consumados 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Mh-ZvRJN8c/Ts7iGaGWzgI/AAAAAAAACM4/l83n8l4spkQ/s320/4ea19b8a1fb05_590_%2521.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Cuando te pones a escarbar en la memoria&lt;br /&gt;vas escogiendo del pasado aquellas cosas&lt;br /&gt;que te apuntalan, que te afirman, que te enrocan&lt;br /&gt;que te protegen de algunas sombras...&lt;br /&gt;yo tan esclavo como el labio de la boca&lt;br /&gt;yo tan atado como el niño a su pelota&lt;br /&gt;tan desarmado como un Rey sin su corona&lt;br /&gt;como una barca sobre las olas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin ti me faltaría el alfabeto&lt;br /&gt;sin ti consigo hacerme tan pequeño&lt;br /&gt;que si alguien hace así desaparezco&lt;br /&gt;como un globo de gas que se va al cielo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé muy bien si soy el hilo o la cometa&lt;br /&gt;no sé si soy el corazón o la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;nunca sabré si soy el alma o la materia&lt;br /&gt;Si soy el palo, si soy la vela...&lt;br /&gt;entre los dos nos inventamos lo imperfecto&lt;br /&gt;con la apariencia de hacer siempre lo correcto&lt;br /&gt;que sabe nadie lo que nos pasa por dentro&lt;br /&gt;a quién le importa si yo te quiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin ti me faltaría el 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href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/11/cancion-pequena.html' title='canción pequeña'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Mh-ZvRJN8c/Ts7iGaGWzgI/AAAAAAAACM4/l83n8l4spkQ/s72-c/4ea19b8a1fb05_590_%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-196593000876379056</id><published>2011-11-23T14:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:56:43.865-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ÁMAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_5w2FJLnhX0/Ts0zvLS0w_I/AAAAAAAACMw/XFfPWkpNsxE/s1600/apasionados.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_5w2FJLnhX0/Ts0zvLS0w_I/AAAAAAAACMw/XFfPWkpNsxE/s640/apasionados.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dáme más, quiero más,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de esa bendita forma en que me miras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sólo tú, sólo yo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;caricias que me roban la razón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ámame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acércate y ámame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;regálame de un poco tu calor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;atrévete a mi amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no tengas miedo y solo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ámame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahora y siempre &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ámame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;El mundo se inventó para los dos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no tiene la pasión de explicación&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Junto a ti seducción,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enciendes uno a uno mis sentidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quédate con mi amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;envuélveme en tus brazos sin temor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;viviré siempre así,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enamorada digan lo que digan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y seré para ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque tú eres uno en un millón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-196593000876379056?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/196593000876379056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=196593000876379056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;Sé de dónde vengo, sé dónde voy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por eso sé dónde estoy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y no me avergüenza lo que soy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sé cual es mi lugar, y a dónde pertenezco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lo que no me corresponde y lo que merezco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soy sangre de mi sangre, y soy mis costumbres,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soy mis hábitos y códigos y mis incertidumbres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soy mis decisiones y mis elecciones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soy mis acciones, sola y en la muchedumbre &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soy mis creencias y mis carencias, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Sl2qQo8SiE/TqGRsMuOxpI/AAAAAAAACKw/EVtZ3sf6YmE/s72-c/carre045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6422428301814786532</id><published>2011-10-21T10:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T10:48:23.776-03:00</updated><title type='text'>fuego en el fuego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoLkpOR2DcE/TqF3wr0hC1I/AAAAAAAACKg/Qx4k2WF2T50/s1600/tiamopic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoLkpOR2DcE/TqF3wr0hC1I/AAAAAAAACKg/Qx4k2WF2T50/s320/tiamopic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuego en el fuego son tus ojos dentro de mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuando te veo sé que entiendo todo de tí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;¿qué es lo que quieres tu de mí?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;¿qué es lo que buscas tú de mí?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dejas tu huella en mi corazón,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo te siento así.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quiero morirme, en tus brazos desfallecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quiero sentirte cuando tu pecho se va a encender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como dos pequeños volcanes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quiero sentirlos en mis manos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donde tu instinto se una al mío, encontrarnos allí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y las almas se unirán.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La noche es casi perfecta, disfrutaremos la vida los dos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque estamos buscando amor y el no espera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Es la emoción más directa que hay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas, no será infinita porque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos fuego en el fuego y ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estamos quemándonos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuego en el fuego, esta pasión, la tuya y la mia;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Es casi un juego ya, mezcla de música y fantasía.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hace subir las emociones, todas las sensaciones;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sube hasta el sol y, que por tu piel, lo más dulce que hay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y las almas se unirán.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La noche...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abrazado a tí llenaré mi piel de tu calor latino,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo te sentiré, así te sentiré.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La historia es esta. la noche es casi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos fuego en el fuego hoy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos fuego en el fuego hoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6422428301814786532?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6422428301814786532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6422428301814786532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6422428301814786532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6422428301814786532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/10/fuego-en-el-fuego.html' title='fuego en 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trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jN1gQCPnqi4/Tp4524HvKCI/AAAAAAAACKY/_qRoP6llVdg/s1600/tumblr_lio6khriQi1qf7psoo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jN1gQCPnqi4/Tp4524HvKCI/AAAAAAAACKY/_qRoP6llVdg/s400/tumblr_lio6khriQi1qf7psoo1_1280.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #bfbca4;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #999999; color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #999999; color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te amo de una manera inexplicable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;De una forma inconfesable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;De un modo contradictorio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Con mis estados de ánimo que son muchos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;y cambian de humor continuamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Por lo que ya sabes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;El tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;La vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;La muerte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;con el mundo que no entiendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Con la gente que no comprende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Con la ambivalencia de mi alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Con la incoherencia de mis actos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Con la fatalidad del destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Con la conspiración del deseo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Con la ambigüedad de los hechos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Aún cuando te digo que no te amo, te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Hasta cuando te engaño, no te engaño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;En el fondo, llevo a cabo un plan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;para amarte... mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Pues, aunque no lo creas, mi piel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;extraña enormemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;la ausencia de tu piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sin reflexionar, inconscientemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;irresponsablemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;espontáneamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;involuntariamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;por instinto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;por impulso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;irracionalmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;En efecto no tengo argumentos lógicos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;ni siquiera improvisados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;para fundamentar este amor que siento por ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;que surgió misteriosamente de la nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;que no ha resuelto mágicamente nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;y que milagrosamente, de a poco, con poco y nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;ha mejorado lo peor de mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te amo con un cuerpo que no piensa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;con un corazón que no razona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;con una cabeza que no coordina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;incomprensiblemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sin preguntarme, por qué te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sin importarme por qué te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sin cuestionarme por qué te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;sencillamente porque te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt style="text-align: 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;saber que estás ahí dibujándome los sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6635062748101829728?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6635062748101829728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6635062748101829728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-224565305510766391</id><published>2011-10-13T00:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:14:05.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahuyentemos el tiempo, amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4Df2vRgW-o/TpZXc_FcU-I/AAAAAAAACKA/mdByDa1iP5w/s1600/19679_1315331529868_1428108798_30912938_5519402_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4Df2vRgW-o/TpZXc_FcU-I/AAAAAAAACKA/mdByDa1iP5w/s1600/19679_1315331529868_1428108798_30912938_5519402_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahuyentemos el tiempo, amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que ya no exista;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esos minutos largos que desfilan pesados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuando no estás conmigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y estás en todas partes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin estar pero estando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me dolés en el cuerpo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me acariciás el pelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y no estás&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y estás cerca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;te siento levantarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desde el aire llenarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pero estoy sola, amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y este estarte viendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin que estés,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me hace sentirme a veces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como una leona herida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me retuerzo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;doy vueltas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;te busco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y no estás&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y estás&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;allí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/10/ahuyentemos-el-tiempo-amor.html' title='Ahuyentemos el tiempo, amor...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4Df2vRgW-o/TpZXc_FcU-I/AAAAAAAACKA/mdByDa1iP5w/s72-c/19679_1315331529868_1428108798_30912938_5519402_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-2256476534090860041</id><published>2011-10-12T14:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T14:47:17.742-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"surréalisme"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;El surrealismo es un movimiento artístico y literario que pretende seguir los dictados del pensamiento, sin la intervención reguladora de la razón, ajeno a toda preocupación estética o moral.Trata de proyectar el interior a base de imágenes tomadas tanto de lo real como de lo onírico. Busca transformar la vida a través de la liberación de la mente del hombre de todas las restricciones tradicionales que la esclavizan. En este concepto influenció notablemente la aparición de psicoanálisis, creado por el psicólogo alemán Sigmund Freud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;El surrealismo surgió de manera oficial en París (Francia) en 1924 con la publicación del "Primer Manifiesto", escrito por el poeta André Bretón. Sin embargo, comenzó a gestarse tres años antes, a partir del grupo Dadaísta parisino, cuyos miembros tiempo después se adscribirían a los surrealistas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8gHSjUpQ4bU" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y7lr0SYUfEo" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_Uzm9RwITXs" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GJbOK2EGWXA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yrMKY3EFJOQ" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="274" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-hDTPj7oncQ" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-2256476534090860041?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/2256476534090860041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=2256476534090860041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/2256476534090860041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/2256476534090860041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/10/surrealisme.html' title='&quot;surréalisme&quot;'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8gHSjUpQ4bU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-7627866034074236612</id><published>2011-10-06T23:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:49:12.312-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No es que muera de amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DwyIUE1-eIY/To5nuNZwI7I/AAAAAAAACJs/pX64NcJwDwo/s1600/una-splendida-carre-otis-accanto-a-mickey-rourke-in-una-scena-di-orchidea-selvaggia-142535.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DwyIUE1-eIY/To5nuNZwI7I/AAAAAAAACJs/pX64NcJwDwo/s400/una-splendida-carre-otis-accanto-a-mickey-rourke-in-una-scena-di-orchidea-selvaggia-142535.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important; text-indent: 0px !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: medium; text-indent: 0px !important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important; text-indent: 0px !important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;No es que muera de amor, muero de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: large;"&gt;Muero de ti, amor, de amor de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; text-indent: 0px !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de urgencia mía de mi piel de ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de mi alma de ti y de mi boca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y del insoportable que yo soy sin ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important; text-indent: 0px !important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Muero de ti y de mí, muero de ambos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: large;"&gt;de nosotros, de ese,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; text-indent: 0px !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desgarrado, partido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me muero, te muero, lo morimos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-7627866034074236612?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/7627866034074236612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=7627866034074236612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/7627866034074236612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/7627866034074236612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-es-que-muera-de-amor.html' title='No es que muera de amor...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DwyIUE1-eIY/To5nuNZwI7I/AAAAAAAACJs/pX64NcJwDwo/s72-c/una-splendida-carre-otis-accanto-a-mickey-rourke-in-una-scena-di-orchidea-selvaggia-142535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6081550570479242825</id><published>2011-10-05T22:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:18:23.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se io fossi un angelo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cZZdgPIg0EY" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SI YO FUERA UN ÁNGEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Lucio Dalla – R. Costa/adap. Victor M. San José)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si yo fuera un ángel, anoche imaginé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alto rubio, invisible, mitad hombre mujer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;¿Cómo podría ser?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vistiéndome de pájaro, seguro que volaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Incansable, inalcanzable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todo el mundo quiero ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Podría ir a Bagdad, viviría en África,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;viajaría por América,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y si tengo estómago intervendría en Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ángel, si yo fuera un ángel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;con la mirada bíblica os retaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Tenés dos horas, dos horas máximo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sobre vosotros después mearé,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sobre vuestras máquinas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sobre vuestros dólares,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sobre aquellas fábricas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que venden armas, fabrican miedo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;si yo fuera un ángel, ya no estaría en las procesiones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ni brincando por los altares,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estaría tumbado fumándome un cigarrillo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;al dulce fresco de algún prado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seré un buen ángel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hablaré con Dios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"yo te obedezco amándote a mi manera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y le hablaré a mi manera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y le diré: "¿Tú que esperas de mí?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"si perdonas al poderoso que abusa de su poder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;te puedes equivocar", y dejaría de hablar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, ángel, ya no seré un ángel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de una patada me echarán de allí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;harían de mí un mal demonio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sinceramente eso no me va&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque el infierno, qué es&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aparte de algo infernal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no será distinto de aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque yo siento que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;os aseguro que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sé que los ángeles ya son millones y millones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y no los ves en el cielo, a ras del suelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;son los más pobres, los más solos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a los que les falta de todo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y si en la Tierra naciera un nuevo Dios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;si le obedezco es amándole a mí manera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a mí manera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6081550570479242825?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6081550570479242825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6081550570479242825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6081550570479242825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6081550570479242825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-io-fossi-un-angelo.html' title='Se 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dILwf-2vzqI/ToOjtXzmFmI/AAAAAAAACJk/JweRrEXWyCQ/s1600/2830328671_cd1403d96a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dILwf-2vzqI/ToOjtXzmFmI/AAAAAAAACJk/JweRrEXWyCQ/s640/2830328671_cd1403d96a.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Aforismos Seleccionados" height="44" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/secciones/aforismos.gif" width="377" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;"La verdadera hermandad no requiere lazos de sangre."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;"Tantos siglos de civilización y no aprendimos a abrazarnos. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;"Cuando descubro un ser cálido descubro la frialdad del mundo. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;"Cuando leo que se asesinó a un hombre quisiera ser analfabeto. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;"Hay quien arroja un vidrio roto sobre la playa. Pero hay quien se agacha a recogerlo. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;"Al amigo no lo busques perfecto, búscalo amigo. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;"Donde hay amor no hay pecado. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Si siento que te quiero, no necesito saber porqué te quiero”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Tu silencio junto al mío es un idioma”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Quien confunde esposa con esclava, está confundiendo amor con propiedad”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Recién cuando me necesitaste, te necesité”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Prefiero el brillo de tus ojos al de los diamantes. Porque solo brillan para mí”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Te sumé a mi vida. Y la multipliqué”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Anistad" height="34" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforamistad.png" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“De una amistad con envidia, solo permanecerá la envidia.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Compañerismo no siempre es amistad. Pero amistad siempre es compañerismo.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“No es amigo quien ríe mi risa, sino quien llora mis lágrimas”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Tengo pocos amigos ¡Pero cuánta amistad tengo!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Amor" height="34" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforamor.gif" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“No podría quererte más. Pero podría quererte mejor.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Cuando el amor es rey, no necesita palacio”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Se puede ser feliz sin talento, pero no sin pasión”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“El amor es el único idioma que puede prescindir de las palabras”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Sólo los cuerdos aman con locura”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Felicidad" height="35" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforfelicidad.gif" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Dicen que la felicidad es un instante, ¿pero acaso la vida no es una suma de instantes?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La felicidad está en mil cofres. Pero todos tenemos alguna llave”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La felicidad también deja marcas. Pero pocas veces son indelebles”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“En nuestra felicidad vivimos. En nuestro dolor observamos la vida”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“En mi dolor envidio al mendigo. En mi felicidad no envidio al rey”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Todo soñador tiene asegurada una porción de felicidad”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Ilusion" height="37" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforilusion.gif" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Las leyes condenan al que roba un pan y absuelven a quién roba una ilusión”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Algunas palabras abren heridas. Otras abren caminos”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Mi mayor ilusión es seguir teniendo ilusiones”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Los dueños de la verdad la siguen buscando”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Triunfar es también llegar al fin de la ilusión”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Perder una ilusión, hiere. Perderlas todas, mata”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Comprensión" height="40" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforcomprension.gif" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Quién se emociona por lo simple suele no ser simple”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“El perdón siempre contiene justicia. Aunque no sea justo”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“El médico que no entiende de almas no entenderá cuerpos”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“No critiquemos lo diferente. Puede ser superior”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Perdonar es comprender”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La nacionalidad agrupa hombres. La comprensión los une”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:&lt;img alt="Bien" height="34" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforbien.gif" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Combatir por el bien no es combatir. Es dar”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Quién da conocerá la ingratitud, pero también la emoción de dar”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Dar con los ojos cerrados. Recibir con los ojos abiertos”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Los que luchan buscando el bien ya lo han encontrado”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dignidad" height="39" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/afordignidad.gif" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Todos pueden seguir la corriente. Pocos enfrentarla”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Los valientes también temen. Pero siguen avanzando”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Aceptemos ceder, no cedernos”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Nadie pudo ver el cielo sin elevar la mirada”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La dignidad es tan noble que compensa las pérdidas que causa”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“El digno sufre. Pero su dignidad lo consuela”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Madres" height="34" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aformadres.gif" width="344" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Toda mujer es madre aunque no tenga hijos”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“En el pecho materno absorbemos ternura para toda la vida”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Un cuerpo aloja una vida. Y un corazón la acaricia”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Un niño huérfano es un niño sin niñez”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La voz de la sangre se puede oír en el silencio”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Todas las madres dan el ser. Pero algunas mucho más”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sensibilidad" height="34" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforsensibilidad.gif" width="347" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Puede mentirse con palabras. Pero nunca con los ojos”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Estoy contento de sentir, aunque suelo estar triste por sentir”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La sensibilidad es una riqueza cuyo dueño siempre desea compartir”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Cien caricias no borran una bofetada”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Olvidar ofensas puede indicar una mente superior”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“El dolor físico lastima. El espiritual, desgarra”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Verdad" height="37" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforverdad.gif" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La sed de verdad es insaciable”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Las grandes verdades nacieron brisas. Y fueron ciclones”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Todos podrían herir a la verdad. Pero nadie podría matarla”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Un éxito inmerecido semeja una medalla encontrada”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Un gran error puede mostrarnos la verdad”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Muchos solicitan la verdad. Pero pocos desean oírla”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Vida" height="37" src="http://www.josenarosky.com/images/aforvida.gif" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Vivir es un oficio para especialistas”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La vida es un laberinto. Pero los iluminados conocen la salida”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Lo que sobra no reemplaza lo que falta”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La vida enseña. Pero pocos aprenden”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“La vida es sólo una pequeña luz entre dos grandes oscuridades”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TextosAforismos" style="color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“Cuando entendemos la vida, ya la hemos vivido”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-4966319043176645849?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/4966319043176645849/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xB-rV6J7MA8/Tlwc-6a2eFI/AAAAAAAACI4/rgy8gUolo7U/s72-c/181992_1857254400037_1501171696_2024666_456310_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-3563289556792833136</id><published>2011-08-29T17:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T17:46:27.209-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abogado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Hombre moral, responsable, estudioso y sabio conocedor de la vida y, en medio de su modestia material, el trabajo intenso, tensionante, alejado de la simpleza y de la rutina, recibiendo todos los reclamos y asumiendo todos los riesgos sin otra defensa que una coraza de principios, de valores y de ideales. Y a cambio un premio único y alto: la inconfundible paz espiritual que sólo conocen bien quiénes dedican su vida a esa cosa esotérica que es la pasión por la justicia, que encierra la de aproximarse, como en ninguna otra actividad, al insondable misterio de la naturaleza humana”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MPDimoP56c/Tlv5ZkxF_fI/AAAAAAAACI0/nT_62PBcySI/s1600/justicia2_05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MPDimoP56c/Tlv5ZkxF_fI/AAAAAAAACI0/nT_62PBcySI/s640/justicia2_05.jpg" width="348" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3563289556792833136?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/3563289556792833136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=3563289556792833136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3563289556792833136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3563289556792833136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/08/abogado.html' title='Abogado'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MPDimoP56c/Tlv5ZkxF_fI/AAAAAAAACI0/nT_62PBcySI/s72-c/justicia2_05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-5208049759322925662</id><published>2011-08-28T11:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T11:56:15.782-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LO INESPERADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/SdGSqy22aBI/AAAAAAAABc0/b8f57-ZR6Z4/s1600-h/ventana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319193898805258258" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/SdGSqy22aBI/AAAAAAAABc0/b8f57-ZR6Z4/s400/ventana.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Sólo entendemos el milagro de la vida&lt;br /&gt;cuando dejamos que suceda&lt;br /&gt;lo inesperado"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-5208049759322925662?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/5208049759322925662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=5208049759322925662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5208049759322925662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5208049759322925662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/08/lo-inesperado.html' title='LO INESPERADO'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/SdGSqy22aBI/AAAAAAAABc0/b8f57-ZR6Z4/s72-c/ventana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-9092954935234657004</id><published>2011-08-28T11:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T11:54:17.025-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William-Adolphe_Bouguereau'/><title type='text'>EL AMANECER / L ´AURORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TM8FD5_tjGI/AAAAAAAAB-E/jPt9jv50Gb4/s1600/William-Adolphe_Bouguereau_(1825-1905)_-_Dawn_(1881).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TM8FD5_tjGI/AAAAAAAAB-E/jPt9jv50Gb4/s640/William-Adolphe_Bouguereau_(1825-1905)_-_Dawn_(1881).jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-9092954935234657004?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/9092954935234657004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=9092954935234657004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/9092954935234657004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/9092954935234657004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/08/el-amanecer-l-aurore.html' title='EL AMANECER / L ´AURORE'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TM8FD5_tjGI/AAAAAAAAB-E/jPt9jv50Gb4/s72-c/William-Adolphe_Bouguereau_(1825-1905)_-_Dawn_(1881).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-259866200135347689</id><published>2011-08-28T11:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T11:53:26.118-03:00</updated><title type='text'>el secreto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #0a0a0a; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="title_box" style="color: white; display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 22px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="float: left; font-size: 1.8em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; width: 380px;"&gt;Cien citas de EL&amp;nbsp;SECRETO&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="comment_link" style="clear: left; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dejar un comentario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;div id="photo_container" style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=480819&amp;amp;id=176033422419193" id="myphotolink" style="color: #cc3300; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/250583_217046538317881_176033422419193_730291_869761_n.jpg" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Todos trabajamos con un infinito poder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. El Secreto es la Ley de Atracción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Lo que está pasando en tu mente, es lo que estás atrayendo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Somos como magnetos -lo semejante atrae a lo semejante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Te conviertes en lo que piensas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Cada pensamiento tiene una frecuencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Los pensamientos envían una energía magnética.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. La gente piensa en lo que no desea y atrae más de lo mismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. Pensamiento=creación. Si estos pensamientos están anexados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a emociones poderosas (buenas o malas) eso agiliza la creación.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. Tú atraes tus pensamientos dominantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. Aquellos que hablan más sobre enfermedad tienen enfermedad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aquellos que más hablan de prosperidad, la tienen, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. Esto no es solamente un “deseo”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11. No puedes tener un universo sin que la mente participe en eso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12. Elige tus pensamientos con cuidado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eres una obra maestra de tu vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;13. Los pensamientos no manifiestan la realidad de inmediato,lo que está bien. Imagina que viéramos un cuadro de un elefante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;y éste apareciera instantáneamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;14. TODO en tu vida lo has atraído …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acepta este hecho. Es verdad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;15. Tus pensamientos causan tus sentimientos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;16. No necesitamos complicar todas las “razones”detrás de nuestras emociones. Es mucho más simple que eso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Existen dos categorías: buenos sentimientos y malos sentimientos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;17. Pensamientos que traen buenos sentimientos significaque estás en el camino correcto.Pensamientos que traen malos sentimientos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;significa que no estás en el camino correcto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;18. Cualquier cosa que estés sintiendo es un reflejo perfecto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;de lo que está en proceso de llegar a ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;19. Obtienes exactamente lo que estás SINTIENDO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;20. Sentimientos felices, atraerán más circunstancias felices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;21- Puedes empezar a sentir lo que sea que deseas (aún si no está ahí). El Universo corresponderá a la naturaleza de tu canción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;22. Eso en lo que te enfocas con tus pensamientos y sentimientos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;es lo que atraes hacia tu experiencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;23. Lo que piensas y lo que sientes y lo que de hecho manifiestas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;es SIEMPRE semejante … Sin excepción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;24. Cambia tu percepción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;25. Tú creas tu propio universo conforme vas caminando – Winston Churchill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;26. Es importante sentirse bien ¡¡¡¡¡bien!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;27. Puedes cambiar tu emoción inmediatamente …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;al pensar en algo divertido, cantar una canción o recordar una experiencia feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;28. Cuando sientas el golpe de eso, antes de que lo sepas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SABRÁS que tú Eres el creador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;29. La vida puede y debe ser fenomenal …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Y lo será cuando tú de forma consciente apliques, la Ley de Atracción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;30. El Universo se re-arreglará a sí mismo, conforme a eso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;31. Empieza por usar esta frase para todos tus deseos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Estoy tan feliz y tan agradecido ahora que…*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;32. No necesitas conocer COMO el universo va a rearreglarse a sí mismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;34 La Ley de Atracción (LDA) es simplemente imaginar para ti mismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lo que generará los pensamientos positivos que tienes AHORA…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;34. Puedes tener un pensamiento inspirado o idea para ayudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a moverte hacia lo que deseas con más rapidez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;35. Al universo le gusta la VELOCIDAD. No lo demores, no adivines,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;no dudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;36. Cuando la oportunidad o impulse esté ahí… ACTÚA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;37. Atraerás todo lo que requieres – dinero, gente, conexiones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PON ATENCIÓN a lo que se está gestando enfrente de ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;38. Puedes empezar con nada..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Y de la nada o sin nada – una FORMA será proveída.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;39. ¿Cuánto TIEMPO? No hay reglas en el tiempo…Entre más alineado estés con sentimientos positivos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;suceden las cosas más rápido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;40. El tamaño es nada para el universo (la abundancia ilimitada, si eso es lo que deseas).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nosotros hacemos las reglas sobre el tamaño y el tiempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;41. No existen reglas de acuerdo al universo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tú provees los sentimientos de tenerlo ahora y el universo responderá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;42. La mayoría de la gente ofrece la mayor parte de sus pensamientos en respuesta a lo que ellos están observando (recibos en el correo, estar demorado, tener mala suerte, etc).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;43. Tienes que encontrar una forma diferente de acercamiento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hacia lo que tú pensabas era un diferente punto ventajoso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;44. “Todo lo que nosotros somos, es un resultado de lo que hemos pensado” – Buda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;45. ¿Qué puedes hacer correcto ahora para dar vuelta a tu vida?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gratitud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;46. La gratitud traerá más hacia nuestras vidas inmediatamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;47. Sobre lo que pensamos y sobre lo que agradecemos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;es lo que atraemos hacia nosotros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;48. ¿Cuáles son las cosas por las que estás agradecido?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Siente la gratitud … enfócate en lo que tienes ahora por lo cual te sientas Agradecido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;49. Despliega la imagen en tu mente – enfócate en el resultado final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;50. ¡VISUALIZA! Ensaya tu futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;51. ¡VISUALIZA! Vélo, siéntelo!. Aquí es donde la acción empieza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;52. Siente el júbilo… siente la felicidad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;53. Un pensamiento afirmativo es 200 veces más poderoso que uno negativo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;54. “Qué es el poder, no puedo decirlo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Todo lo que sé es que existe” -Alexander Graham Bell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;55. Nuestro trabajo no es preocuparnos por el “cómo”.El “cómo” se mostrará con el compromiso y creencia en el “qué”56. Los cómos son el dominio del universo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este siempre conoce la forma más rápida, más acelerada y más armoniosa entre tú y tu sueño.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;57. Si lo entregas al universo, te sorprenderá y asombrará lo que es entregado. Aquí es donde la magia y los milagros suceden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;58. Entrégalo hacia el universo diariamente, pero nunca debe ser una rutina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;59. Siéntete regocijado por todo el proceso … en onda, feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;entonado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;60. La única diferencia entre la gente, que realmente vive de esta forma, es que ellos están habituados a las formas del ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;61. Ellos recuerdan hacerlo todo el tiempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;62. Crea una pantalla de Visión … imagina lo que deseas Atraer…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cada día, míralo y métete en el estado de sensaciónde que ya has adquiridos estos deseos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;63. “La imaginación es todo. Es la vista preliminar de las atracciones de la Vida por venir” – Albert Einstein.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;64. “Decide lo que deseas … cree que puedes tenerlo, cree que Lo mereces, cree que es posible para ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;65. Cierra tus ojos y visualiza tener lo que ya deseaste y siente la sensación de que ya lo tienes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;66. Enfócate en sentirte agradecido por lo que ya tienes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;¡Disfrútalo! Luego libéralo en el universo. El universo lo manifestará.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;67. “Cualquier cosa que la mente del hombre pueda concebir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;puede lograrse”- W. Clement Stone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;68. Fija una meta tan grande que si la lograras, explotaría Tu mente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;69. Cuando tienes un pensamiento inspirado, debes confiar en él y actuar Sobre eso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;70. ¿Cómo puedes llegar a ser más próspero? ¡INTENTALO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;71. “Los cheques llegan en el correo regularmente”…o cambia tu estado bancario al saldo que desees ver ahí …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;y métete en la sensación de que ya lo tienes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;72. La vida tiene el propósito de ser abundante, en TODAS las áreas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;73. Busca la sensación interna de júbilo y paz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;y entonces todas las cosas aparecen afuera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;74. Nosotros somos los creadores de nuestro universo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;75. Las relaciones: Trátate a ti mismo, en la forma en que desees Ser tratado por otros … ámate a ti mismo y serás amado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;76. Respétate sanamente a ti mismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;77. Para aquellos con los que trabajas e interactúas regularmente,busca un cuaderno de notas y escribe los aspectos positivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;de cada uno de ellos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;78. Escribe las cosas que más te gustan de ellos (no esperes que ellos cambien). La Ley de Atracción no los pondrá a ti y a él,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;en el mismo espacio juntos si sus frecuencias no son o están acordes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;79. Cuando comprendes tu potencial de sentirte bien,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pedirás que ninguno sea diferente, a fin de que tú te sientas bien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;80. Te liberarás de incómodas imposibilidades de necesidad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;de controlar el mundo, a tus amigos, tu compañero, tus hijos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;81. Tú eres el único que crea tu realidad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;82. Nadie más puede pensar o sentir por ti …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;eres TÚ … ÚNICAMENTE TÚ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;83. Salud: agradece al universo por tu propia sanación.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La risa, y la Felicidad libre de tensión, que te mantendrán saludable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;84. El sistema inmunológico se sanará a sí mismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;85. Las partes de nuestros cuerpos son reemplazados cada día,cada semana, etc. Dentro de unos pocos años, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tendremos un cuerpo Nuevo flamante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;86. Véte a ti mismo viviendo en un cuerpo nuevo.Esperanza = recuperación. Felicidad = bioquímica afortunada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La tensión degrada al cuerpo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;87. Remueve la tensión del cuerpo y el cuerpo se regenera a sí mismo. Tú Puedes sanarte a ti mismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;88. Aprende a permanecer quieto … y lleva tu atención lejos de lo que no deseas y coloca tu atención en lo que deseas experimentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;89. Cuando la voz y la visión del interior se torna más profunda y clara que las opiniones del exterior,entonces tú has logrado la Maestría de tu vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;90. Tú no estás aquí para tratar de lograr que el mundo sea justo como tú lo deseas. Tú estás aquí para crear el mundo que te rodea y que tú has Elegido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;91. Y permite al mundo, como otros han elegido verlo, que también exista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;92. La gente piensa que si todos conocieran el poder de la LDA(Ley de Atracción) no habría suficiente para todos.Esta es una mentira que ha sido Arraigada en nosotros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;y nos convierte en muy avariciosos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;93. La verdad es que hay más que suficiente amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ideas creativas, poder, dicha, y felicidad para todos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;94. Toda esta abundancia empieza a brillar, a través de una mente que está consciente de su propia naturaleza infinita. Existe suficiente para cada Uno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ve y cree en ella, así se mostrará a ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;95. Así que permite que la variedad de tu realidad te emocionecuando elijas todas las cosas que deseas…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;entra en los buenos sentimientos de todos tus Deseos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;96. Escribe tu libreto. Cuando veas cosas que no deseas,no pienses en ellas. Escribe sobre ellas, habla sobre ellas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;empújalas o te unes a Grupos que se enfoquen en lo que no deseas… remueve tu atención de lo que no deseas y colócala en lo que sí deseas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;97. Nosotros somos energía en masa. Todo es energía. TODO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;98. No te definas a ti mismo por tu cuerpo… es el ser infinito el que está conectado a todo en el universo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;99. Un campo de energía.Nuestros cuerpos nos han distraído de nuestra energía.Somos el campo infinito de posibilidades por desarrollar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La Fuerza creativa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;100. ¿Son tus pensamientos valiosos para ti?Si no… AHORA es el momento de cambiarlos.Puedes empezar justo en donde estás ahora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nada importa sino el momento y en lo que estés enfocando tu atención.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-259866200135347689?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/259866200135347689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-2248271251658239036</id><published>2011-08-28T11:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T11:43:48.804-03:00</updated><title type='text'>en todo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2cJgYXmEMs/TlpUDUvCt3I/AAAAAAAACIs/TzxIgD3KgQs/s1600/sG0zwUTry447E9_twVs.0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2cJgYXmEMs/TlpUDUvCt3I/AAAAAAAACIs/TzxIgD3KgQs/s400/sG0zwUTry447E9_twVs.0.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2cJgYXmEMs/TlpUDUvCt3I/AAAAAAAACIs/TzxIgD3KgQs/s72-c/sG0zwUTry447E9_twVs.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-8629661476328440362</id><published>2011-08-28T11:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T11:48:12.652-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tú eres música...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Así serás, mi vida entera: Tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9iQjs3fi8C0/TlpU_8V9TaI/AAAAAAAACIw/69CckhGeG1c/s1600/15_frases_de_peliculas_de_amor_love_history.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9iQjs3fi8C0/TlpU_8V9TaI/AAAAAAAACIw/69CckhGeG1c/s320/15_frases_de_peliculas_de_amor_love_history.jpg" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-7634756512029917402</id><published>2011-08-23T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:35:44.662-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abrazada a tu piel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLjMim9JOb4/TlRVXssaErI/AAAAAAAACIk/tpf7OQ_OF0A/s1600/421546084_c3abbcb406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLjMim9JOb4/TlRVXssaErI/AAAAAAAACIk/tpf7OQ_OF0A/s1600/421546084_c3abbcb406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me acompañas en la vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;en el llanto y la alegría&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eres mi apoyo que me ayuda a seguir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me descubres las virtudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y olvidas mis defectos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me das fuerzas que me hacen resistir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi agua está en tus labios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;la bebo de tus besos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me alimento de tu amor que es mi paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi casa está en tu cuerpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tus sueños en mis alas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yo me entrego a ti sin red sin dudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quiero sentir tu calor en mi almohada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y despertar abrazado a tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quiero tenerte otra vez en mi alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y despertar abrazado a tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Al filo de tus ojos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mirándote en silencio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sé que el mundo gira a tu alrededor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eres mi mayor fortuna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mi fe, mi enamorado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que le enseñó al alma su dirección&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada es imposible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;si estás a mi lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque siento que eres mi buen amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que me sube hasta las nubes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;volando entre mis brazos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;liberándome al fin el corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quiero sentir tu calor en mi almohada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y despertar abrazado a tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quiero tenerte otra vez en mi alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y despertar abrazado a tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quiero sentir tu calor en mi almohada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y despertar abrazado a tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quiero tenerte otra vez en mi alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y despertar abrazado a tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quiero sentir tu calor en mi almohada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y despertar abrazado a tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quiero tenerte otra vez en mi alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y despertar abrazado a tu piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-7634756512029917402?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/7634756512029917402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=7634756512029917402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/7634756512029917402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/7634756512029917402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/08/abrazada-tu-piel.html' title='Abrazada a tu piel'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLjMim9JOb4/TlRVXssaErI/AAAAAAAACIk/tpf7OQ_OF0A/s72-c/421546084_c3abbcb406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-482720936103408356</id><published>2011-08-23T22:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:20:01.571-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U25xafF70pg/TlRRoJWvRMI/AAAAAAAACIg/-yzYoA-LDCk/s1600/Fairys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U25xafF70pg/TlRRoJWvRMI/AAAAAAAACIg/-yzYoA-LDCk/s1600/Fairys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Llegas a mi vida como un sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;como la suave transparencia del amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;como el aroma de la brisa en la mañana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;borrando para siempre mi dolor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-482720936103408356?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/482720936103408356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=482720936103408356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/482720936103408356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/482720936103408356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/08/llegas-mi-vida-como-un-sol-como-la.html' title=''/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U25xafF70pg/TlRRoJWvRMI/AAAAAAAACIg/-yzYoA-LDCk/s72-c/Fairys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-3102069018650190654</id><published>2011-08-19T12:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T12:52:31.537-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's, let's stay together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovin' you whether, whether&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Times are good or bad, happy or sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVvtlGw7Pek/Tk6GNdOAWTI/AAAAAAAACIc/Yt05u-jjrO0/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVvtlGw7Pek/Tk6GNdOAWTI/AAAAAAAACIc/Yt05u-jjrO0/s320/0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whatever you want to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is all right with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause you make me feel so brand new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I want to spend my life with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3102069018650190654?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/3102069018650190654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=3102069018650190654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eres lo lejano, lo amado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;en mis noches la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;pasión, lo que a veces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;sin querer en mi piel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;como un suspiro me lleva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;hacia el delirio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eres lo que me atrapa, lo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;me envuelve, el amor en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;una noche lluviosa;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;eres el motor de mis poemas,&lt;br /&gt;lo que espero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;lo anhelado, lo que grito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;y lo que llamo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eres el preludio al amor,&lt;br /&gt;tus besos y mis suspiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eres la luz, la esencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;mi fugitivo, eres la última carta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eres el amor, la noche y mi día,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;lo distante, lo cercano, mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;sueño entre quimeras, mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;coincidencia, el ausente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;mi presente y mi futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eres los labios clandestinos y aferrados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;mi caballero nocturno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;mi valentía y mi coraje,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;eres a lo que temo, eres todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;absolutamente todo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;eres lo que me gusta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eres mi poesía, mi canto, lo que llena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;mi vida, el eco de mi voz cuando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;te llamo, un suspiro de aquellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;delirios que se escapan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;pasiones engarzadas en piel de mujer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eres mi boca, mi piel, mi tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;mi espacio, amor, eres todo lo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;necesito para complementar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¡&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mi sueño de mujer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-8667009727531488267?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/8667009727531488267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hay luces que se apagan, hay luces que se encienden,  que iluminan a la gente  y te cuentan la verdad.&amp;nbsp;Hay otras que te marcan,  te cuentan un camino  tan clarito como el agua  y uno lo puede tomar.&amp;nbsp;Hay luces que encandilan  que te dan solo mentiras,  confunden, enceguecen,  te hacen mal.&amp;nbsp;Hay otras que acompañan,  calientan en la noche  y pueden encender tu soledad.  Cada mirada lleva encendida  una luz que cuida tu corazón.  Cuando uno brilla, brilla la vida,  y se enciende todo a tu alrededor.  A veces llega el viento,   sin preguntarte nada,  va soplando, apaga todo,  no hay lugar para soñar.  Se acaban los destellos,  se pierde el horizonte,  nos quedamos indefensos  en completa soledad.  Entonces llega alguien  con antorchas encendidas,  enfrenta todo...  hasta la oscuridad.  Se encienden las estrellas  muy dentro de mi alma  y ríe la esperanza una vez mas.  Cada mirada lleva encendida  una luz que cuida tu corazón.  Cuando uno brilla, brilla la vida,  y se enciende todo a tu alrededor.  Esa luz es un regalo de Dios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EgPx9VT9ieo/TkGeTqEaVzI/AAAAAAAACG0/yclwj01NsHo/s1600/wallpapercolorido51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EgPx9VT9ieo/TkGeTqEaVzI/AAAAAAAACG0/yclwj01NsHo/s320/wallpapercolorido51.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 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type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/08/luces.html' title='luces'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZSXW1AJ0Ew/TkGeLaRDbjI/AAAAAAAACGo/s5j9pKdsPAc/s72-c/wallpapercolorido1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-5653974296887608719</id><published>2011-08-07T21:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:25:02.571-03:00</updated><title type='text'>y llegaste tú...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAQW8onL3XY/Tj8sZuQhskI/AAAAAAAACGk/jJPhSbCvi4c/s1600/072410163425+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAQW8onL3XY/Tj8sZuQhskI/AAAAAAAACGk/jJPhSbCvi4c/s1600/072410163425+%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo solía pensar que  sabía quien eras tú&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no sabía que dentro de tí yo iba encontrar la luz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no sabia que existía un mundo así &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no sabía que podía ser tan feliz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y la vida pasaba de largo vacía sin emoción&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no había nada flotando en el aire abrazándome el corazón &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú y el mundo me abrazó&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú y el mundo se paró.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y llegaste tú y me sorprendió&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el poder que había en este amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú una bendición &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aún recuerdo el momento en que todo cambió&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú y me sorprendió &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el poder que hay en este amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú, una bendición&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aún recuerdo cuando llegaste tú&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoy que estoy en tus brazos recuerdo mi soledad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y me río pensando en las veces que yo te dejé pasar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú y el mundo me abrazó&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú y el mundo se paró&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y llegaste tú y me sorprendió&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el poder que había en este amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú una bendición &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aún recuerdo el momento en que todo cambió&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú y me sorprendió &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el poder que hay en este amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y llegaste tú, una bendición&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aún recuerdo cuando llegaste tú&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'>SUAVE Y PROFUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0WU4NqIe114" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suave y profundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ese beso entre los dos y lloramos por los sueños olvidados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suave y profundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cerca mío y sin hablarnos cruzamos en latidos encontrados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No preguntes tantas cosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;solo ayúdame a vivir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pero a veces necesito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todo el cielo para mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si hoy estás aquí, puedo morir entre tus brazos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ir descubriéndote despacio cerca de mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si hoy estás aquí, no hables de amor, no me confundas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yo sólo quiero que me aturdas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como la primera vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suave y profundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ese abrazo entre los dos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no, no cierres la ventana todavía&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;una caricia que me ayude a comprender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que la vida puede ser un solo día&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se que a veces me confundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y me pierdo por ahí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pero voy buscando un mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que me ayude a ser feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-2244384802933240497?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/2244384802933240497/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/15WDBuvovXo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-8597829879789464865</id><published>2011-07-06T23:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T23:30:23.875-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si de algo hay que morir ,quiero morir de amor, pero a tu lado... ( PAZ MARTINEZ)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sucedió que mientras iba camino a mi clase de francés, mi cabeza hizo un click. Pues, me puse a pensar en las personas, en la vida, en la rutina, en la soledad, en la felicidad y en la infelicidad, y principalmente en la gente que no tiene un amor y que vive todo de a uno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Soy felíz, lo reconozco, no me falta nada en esta etapa que transito. Tengo una familia que me apoya y que está a mi lado, tengo un amor que me llena el corazón, tengo una profesión que es fruto de mi vocación, tengo trabajo, tengo dinero en mis bolsillos y en el banco y tengo muchos sueños por vivir. Hoy festejo tener Amor en mi vida. Y VOY POR MÁS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A mi alrededor, hoy pude ver a aquellos que están solos, que carecen de afecto verdadero. &amp;nbsp;Me apenan aquellas personas que se cierran en su soledad, que no viven un amor, que no se atreven, que piensan primero en ellas y por eso no pueden estar acompañados.Y aquellos que se engañan con personas que no aman, que juegan, que usan. &amp;nbsp;Qué triste y más triste es la vida de a uno. La vida sin un amor, sin alguien a quien llamar por su nombre y que ése nombre nos cause cosquillas en la panza. &amp;nbsp;El otro hace todo más interesante. El otro nos completa y complementa. Llenarse de cosas materiales, vestirse bien, tener dinero, ¿ para quién? para uno. Es un engaño, es engañarse a uno mismo. Es hermoso sentir que alguien nos necesita, que se preocupa por nosotros, que busca hacernos felices. Es lindo besar unos labios que responden al amor y no a la necesidad. Es lindo hacer el amor con amor, y decirle al otro " te amo"con sentimiento, con pasión.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La vida es para compartirla con un alma gemela.Doy gracias a Dios por tener esa alma en mi vida. No me falta nada, y si no tuviera AMOR me faltaría todo. Los que dicen es mejor estar solo/a, que dicen "estoy bien en soledad", no saben nada, no entienden nada, se lo pierden todo. me pregunto: ¿ qué esperan?. En el amor hay que arriesgar, hay que poner el corazón y entregar el alma. El amor señores es MAGIA. El amor nos da alas y nos hace volar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Y hoy con convicción creo que TODO CUENTO DE HADAS PUEDE SER REAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdH21BBr9Ns/ThUY70rVDMI/AAAAAAAACGI/Mm-hwf8rm2k/s1600/so_tu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JdH21BBr9Ns/ThUY70rVDMI/AAAAAAAACGI/Mm-hwf8rm2k/s320/so_tu.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; 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PIENSA EN MÍ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SI TEAHOGA UN DESCONSUELO, PIENSA EN MI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SI TE FALTA ALGUN TE QUIERO, PIENSA ENMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;CUANDO TODO ESTE PERDIDO Y CONFUNDAS TU RAZON,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA ENMI... PIENSA ENMI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA EN MI, QUE YO VOY CONTIGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DONDE QUIERAS HASTA EL FIN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA EN MI, QUE YO PARA CURARME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;LAS HERIDAS PIENSO EN TI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SI PRECISAS BUENA SUERTE, PIENSA EN MI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O UN ABRAZO FUERTE, FUERTE, PIENSA EN MI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O CAMINAR BAJO LA LLUVIA AL LLEGAR EL MES DE ABRIL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA EN MI... PIENSA EN MÍ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA EN MI, QUE YO VOY CONTIGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DONDE QUIERAS HASTA EL FIN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA EN MI, QUE YO PARA CURARME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;LAS HERIDAS PIENSO EN TI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SI UN BUEN DIA TE DECIDES A SOÑAR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;CON LOS PIES SOBRE LA TIERRA UN POCO MAS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PARA COMPARTIR LA VIDA, EL AMOR Y LA VERDAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA EN MI... PIENSA EN MI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA EN MI, QUE YO VOY CONTIGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DONDE QUIERAS HASTA EL FIN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PIENSA EN MI, QUE YO PARA CURARME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;LAS HERIDAS PIENSO EN TI... PIENSA EN MÍ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3563501777403904577?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/3563501777403904577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=3563501777403904577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3563501777403904577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3563501777403904577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/07/piensa-en-mi.html' title='PIENSA EN MI'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5euPz8M79-A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-3373469195091141972</id><published>2011-06-17T00:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T00:29:28.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TU ES MA CAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0S3NDyyapsg/TfrJrh0m3cI/AAAAAAAACGA/X3awKNtssoA/s1600/wicked+game.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0S3NDyyapsg/TfrJrh0m3cI/AAAAAAAACGA/X3awKNtssoA/s1600/wicked+game.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;En una sola palabra diría que circulas por mis venas...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3373469195091141972?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/3373469195091141972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=3373469195091141972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3373469195091141972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3373469195091141972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/06/tu-es-ma-came.html' title='TU ES MA CAME'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0S3NDyyapsg/TfrJrh0m3cI/AAAAAAAACGA/X3awKNtssoA/s72-c/wicked+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-3652830184975550017</id><published>2011-06-13T13:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:53:15.772-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TE QUIERO A MORIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="303" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2Ngete8CN6M" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Borra las horas de cada reloj&lt;br /&gt;y me enseña a pintar transparente el dolor, con su sonrisa.&lt;br /&gt;Levanta una torre desde el cielo hasta aquí,&lt;br /&gt;y le cose unas alas y me ayuda a subir, a toda prisa, a toda prisa.&lt;br /&gt;Lo quiero a morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Conoce bien cada guerra,&lt;br /&gt;cada herida, cada sed.&lt;br /&gt;conoce bien, cada guerra de la vida,&lt;br /&gt;del amor también.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dibuja un paisaje y me lo hace vivir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;en un bosque de lápiz se apodera de mí ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;lo quiero a morir.&lt;br /&gt;Me atrapa en una lazo que no aprieta jamás,&lt;br /&gt;como un hilo de seda que no puedo soltar, no puedo soltar, no quiero soltar&lt;br /&gt;lo quiero a morir.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando trepo a sus ojos me enfrento al mar,&lt;br /&gt;los espejos de agua encerrada en cristal,&lt;br /&gt;lo quiero a morir.&lt;br /&gt;Sólo puedo sentarme, sólo puedo charlar,&lt;br /&gt;sólo puedo enredarme, sólo puedo aceptar ser sólo suya tan solo suya&lt;br /&gt;lo quiero a morir.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3652830184975550017?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/3652830184975550017/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=3652830184975550017&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3652830184975550017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3652830184975550017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/06/te-quiero-morir.html' title='TE QUIERO A MORIR'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2Ngete8CN6M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-2404413624540372305</id><published>2011-05-27T01:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T01:08:57.230-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tú me acostumbraste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2oDm48DtQs/Td8jNh0tvBI/AAAAAAAACF8/N7nKgYx-DqA/s1600/SNC00178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2oDm48DtQs/Td8jNh0tvBI/AAAAAAAACF8/N7nKgYx-DqA/s400/SNC00178.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Tú me acostumbraste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a todas esas cosas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y tú me enseñaste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que son maravillosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-2404413624540372305?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/2404413624540372305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=2404413624540372305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/2404413624540372305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/2404413624540372305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/05/tu-me-acostumbraste.html' title='tú me acostumbraste'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2oDm48DtQs/Td8jNh0tvBI/AAAAAAAACF8/N7nKgYx-DqA/s72-c/SNC00178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-5150699099516954969</id><published>2011-05-18T11:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:17:23.011-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MELODIA DESENCADENADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kXH4vDQWptU" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Oh, mi amor, mi querida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;He deseado tanto tus caricias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;Durante un largo, solitario tiempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y el tiempo pasa tan lentamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y el tiempo puede hacer tantas cosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;¿Aún eres mía?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Necesito tu amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Necesito tu amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que Dios me envíe tu amor hacia mí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los ríos solitarios fluyen al mar, al mar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A los brazos abiertos del mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los ríos solitarios suspiran: 'Espérenme, espérenme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estoy yendo a casa, espérenme.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, mi amor, mi querida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He deseado tanto tus caricias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Durante un largo, solitario tiempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y el tiempo pasa tan lentamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y el tiempo puede hacer tantas cosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;¿Aún eres mía?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Necesito tu amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Necesito tu amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que Dios me envíe tu amor hacia mí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kXH4vDQWptU" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-5150699099516954969?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/5150699099516954969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=5150699099516954969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5150699099516954969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5150699099516954969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/05/melodia-desencadenada.html' title='MELODIA DESENCADENADA'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kXH4vDQWptU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-7428294202658222420</id><published>2011-05-18T10:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:49:22.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKE MY BREATH AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XI4I5xN6a7k" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;El amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no sólo son palabras que se dicen al azar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por un momento y sin pensar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ienten sin hablar,&lt;br /&gt;al sonreír, al abrazar,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Son esas otras cosas que se &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;s(El amor) (El amor)&lt;/div&gt;(El amor) (El amor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;El amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;buscando a quién amar.&lt;br /&gt;A veces, cuando lleg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a veces nunca llega porque pasa sin llamar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se va&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; a llega tarde, porque ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hay alguien más en su lugar.&lt;/div&gt;(El amor) (El amor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o tiene edad. Puede&lt;/div&gt;(El amor) (El amor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor&lt;br /&gt;no sabe de fronteras, de distancias ni lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N llegar&lt;br /&gt;perdido entre la gente o arrullado en un cantar,&lt;br /&gt;por un reír, por un llorar,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;para volver a com&lt;/div&gt;(El amor) (El amor)&lt;br /&gt;(El amor) (El amor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor&lt;br /&gt;es perdonarse todo sin reproches y olvid&lt;br /&gt;aenzar,&lt;br /&gt;es no decirse nada y en silencio caminar,&lt;br /&gt;es ofrecer sin esperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(El amor) (El amor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(El amor) (El amor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-7428294202658222420?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XI4I5xN6a7k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-5551554763998379868</id><published>2011-05-17T02:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T02:26:11.171-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLAMENTE TU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599; font-size: large;"&gt;y tú, y tú, y tú, y solamente tú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599; font-size: large;"&gt;haces que mi alma se despierte con tu luz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="291" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F0rwOsAteXM" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Pintas de colores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-large;"&gt;mis mañanas sólo tú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-5551554763998379868?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/5551554763998379868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=5551554763998379868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5551554763998379868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5551554763998379868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/05/solamente-tu.html' title='SOLAMENTE TU'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F0rwOsAteXM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-5564633823471007121</id><published>2011-05-12T00:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T17:27:11.714-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FOREVER AND EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G0zQJVJwNd0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever, you'll be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That shines on me like the morning sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever, you'll be my spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My rainbow's end and the song I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Take me far beyond imagination, you're my dream come true, my consolation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever, you'll be my dream, my symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My own lover's theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever, my destiny will follow you eternally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-5564633823471007121?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/G0zQJVJwNd0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-4168577096933132558</id><published>2011-05-04T13:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:37:07.676-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA HIEDRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oA5cP52Pbq0/TcGASBijjVI/AAAAAAAACF0/x5lGU_BMBYs/s1600/mujer_yedra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oA5cP52Pbq0/TcGASBijjVI/AAAAAAAACF0/x5lGU_BMBYs/s320/mujer_yedra.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eedd00; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: black; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eedd00; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: black; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Así abrázame mi amor lo mismo que la hiedra&lt;br /&gt;Así que aspire tu perfume&lt;br /&gt;cual hiedra unida a ti viviré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo loca por tÍ en plena juventud&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo mi ilusión mayor&lt;br /&gt;Sin que nada me entregues tú&lt;br /&gt;yo mi alma te entregaré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así me sentirás a TÍ unida cual la hiedra...&lt;br /&gt;Y así en cada aliento mío&lt;br /&gt;contigo vivirá mi ilusión&lt;br /&gt;Venturoso y feliz el mundo reirá&lt;br /&gt;Y en tanto pueda hacerlo yo&lt;br /&gt;A ti me ligaré y a tí consagraré mi vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo loca por tí en plena juventud&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo mi ilusión mayor&lt;br /&gt;Sin que nada me entregues tú&lt;br /&gt;yo mi alma te entregaré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así me sentirás a ti unida cual la hiedra&lt;br /&gt;Y así en cada aliento mío&lt;br /&gt;contigo vivirá mi ilusión&lt;br /&gt;Venturoso y feliz el mundo reirá&lt;br /&gt;Y en tanto pueda hacerlo yo&lt;br /&gt;A ti me ligaré y a ti consagraré mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ERqnalUC5jo" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-4168577096933132558?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/4168577096933132558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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corazón,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;que tú eres el anhelo de mi única ilusión,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M506AxmDgdg/TayTwnU0CfI/AAAAAAAACEg/N6IOeuRVlyo/s1600/tumblr_l9y2tlYykp1qd43zb_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M506AxmDgdg/TayTwnU0CfI/AAAAAAAACEg/N6IOeuRVlyo/s320/tumblr_l9y2tlYykp1qd43zb_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La luz roja del sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desciende lentamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el cielo es todo lo que veo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nunca termina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Podemos volar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tú y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;en una nube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;besándonos, besándonos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;El viento juega con las hojas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;la temperatura se vuelve mas fría,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el amor no envejece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Podemos volar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tú y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;en una nube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;besándonos, besándonos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En un viaje del corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no hay mucho que ver,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y cuando el cielo está oscuro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tú estarás justo aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aquí conmigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aquí comingo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;besándonos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(besándonos, besándonos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(es un viaje del corazón)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjjFmwNH0AE/TZiP8hiCG9I/AAAAAAAACEY/rQaymSJjdMk/s1600/7506e6206773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjjFmwNH0AE/TZiP8hiCG9I/AAAAAAAACEY/rQaymSJjdMk/s400/7506e6206773.jpg" width="399" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me das las estrellas, la luna y el cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me das la fuerza, ay cuánto te quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sin tus caricias me muero, no quiero, no puedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Noto el amor cuando estoy a tu lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Noto el calor que tú siempre me has dado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tú haces que sienta lo nunca imaginado, gracias a tí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tú me das alas y me haces volar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me das esperanza y me haces soñar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Siento tu fuerza cuando estás junto a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mágico sueño cuando estoy cerca de tí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Veo cariño, el amor y deseo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Veo mi vida que sonríe de nuevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cuando te acercas, y me miras siento tu calor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me haces reír cada noche y día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me haces felíz, tú eres mi guía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;En tu sonrisa yo encuentro destellos de sol, gracias a tí.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Recordaré que hiciste todo por mí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Y yo seré feliz gracias a tí.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-8518183042197645532</id><published>2011-03-30T19:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T19:49:35.842-03:00</updated><title type='text'>susurro al viento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Lo único que quiero y espero, es culminar una etapa. Mañana puede ser un antes y un después muy importante. No le pido ayuda a Dios porque está para personas que lo necesitan más que yo, &amp;nbsp;pero le pido una ayudita a aquéllos que hoy no están más conmigo y desde algún lugar me cuidan. Y que por supuesto, que la suerte esté de mi lado.-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-8518183042197645532?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/8518183042197645532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=8518183042197645532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/8518183042197645532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/8518183042197645532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/03/susurro-al-viento.html' title='susurro al viento...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6761919521242636396</id><published>2011-03-24T21:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T21:36:42.922-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA VIUDA ALEGRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vhdV2xpudw0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calle el labio que los ojos dicen más, porque en ellos asomada el alma está,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cual destellos de oro de un naciente sol se refleja en tu mirada inmenso amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inúndase mi ser de efluvio pasional, de hito en hito así te quiero siempre contemplar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Libre el alma del sufrir que en sueño convirtió es nuestro porvenir encantador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calle el labio que los ojos dicen más, porque en ellos asomada el alma está,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cual destellos de oro de un naciente sol se refleja en tu mirada inmenso amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La viuda alegre&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;es una&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opereta" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;opereta&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;escrita en 1905 por el compositor austro-húngaro&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Franz_Leh%C3%A1r" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Franz Lehár&lt;/a&gt;. El libreto fue escrito por&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="new" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Victor_L%C3%A9on&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Victor Léon (aún no redactado)"&gt;Victor Léon&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;y&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="new" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Leo_Stein&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Leo Stein (aún no redactado)"&gt;Leo Stein&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;basados en la comedia&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;L'attaché d'ambassade&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;de&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henri_Meilhac" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Henri Meilhac&lt;/a&gt;. Fue estrenada en&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viena" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Viena&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;el 28 de diciembre de 1905 y desde entonces es considerada una de las obras más importantes del género. Entre los pasajes musicales conocidos se encuentra la canción "Vilia" y el "&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vals" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Vals&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;de la viuda alegre".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(170, 170, 170); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; font-size: 19px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0.6em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0.17em; padding-top: 0.5em; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Sinopsis"&gt;Sinopsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; font-size: 17px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0.17em; padding-top: 0.5em; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Acto_1"&gt;Acto 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;En la embajada de Pontevedre en&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Par%C3%ADs" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;París&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;se está celebrando una fiesta ofrecida por el barón Mirko Zeta. La esposa de Zeta, Valencienne, está coqueteando con el joven Camille de Rosillon. Sin embargo, el barón no lo nota pues su única preocupación es que Hanna Glawari, quien acaba de heredar cincuenta millones de francos tras la&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muerte" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;muerte&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;de su marido, no se case con un extranjero, pues la salida de tal fortuna de Pontevedre traería la ruina al empobrecido reino. Para evitarlo, envía a su ayudante N'jegus a traer al conde Danilo Danilowitsch quien se encuentra en Maxim´s. Mientras tanto, Camille escribe en el abanico de Valencienne "Te quiero" pero ésta contesta afirmando que es "una esposa respetable, una mujer honrada". Cuando salen, Zeta recibe a Hanna, quien se da plena cuenta del interés que tiene en su herencia y le asegura que no hay de qué preocuparse. Pronto llega Danilo quien se siente muy incómodo cuando se entera de la presencia de Hanna y se hace evidente que los dos estuvieron enamorados cuando él era un joven soldado y que su relación se interrumpió por la prohibición de su tío. El viejo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amor" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;amor&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;revive pero Danilo jura que no se casará con Hanna por su fortuna, mientras ella promete no casarse mientras él no le diga que la ama. Zeta le dice a Danilo que es su deber salvar el reino casándose con Hanna pero este empieza a buscar candidatos que sean apropiados para la viuda. Se anuncia el próximo baile donde las damas escogen su pareja y varios hombres desean que Hanna sea la suya; sin embargo, esta prefiere a Danilo, quien se niega diciendo que no sabe bailar, pero después ofrece vender su puesto por diez mil francos que donará a la caridad. Tal cantidad espanta a los pretendientes, así que a solas con Hanna éste le ofrece bailar pero ahora es ella quien se niega y Danilo termina bailando solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; font-size: 17px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0.17em; padding-top: 0.5em; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Acto_2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acto 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;En la tarde del día siguiente varios huéspedes están reunidos en el jardín de la mansión de Hanna. Ella interrumpe la música para cantar la balada de Vilja, una ninfa que se enamoró de un mortal. Las esperanzas de Danilo renacen cuando Zeta anuncia que la viuda traerá bailarinas de cabaret al estilo Maxim´s, al parecer Hanna está interesada en él. N'jegus le informa a Zeta que se ha enterado que Camille está cortejando a una mujer casada pero este no recela de su mujer. Luego, Zeta les pide a Danilo y N'jegus que se reúnan en la casa de verano a las ocho de la noche para una conferencia. Valencienne queda a solas con Camille, decidida a romper con él definitivamente, trata de persuadirlo para que le proponga matrimonio a Hanna. Camille pregunta por qué su romance debe durar tan poco y ella le dice que esa tarde es la última antes de que se separen y que la deben pasar en la casa de verano. A las ocho, Zeta se dirige hacia allá y echa un vistazo a través de la cerradura, donde cree ver a su esposa con Camille. N'jegus, que ha visto entrar a los dos amantes, saca a Velencienne por la puerta trasera y Hanna toma su lugar, para desespero de Danilo quien cree que está teniendo algo con Camille. Éste, para seguir con la farsa, repite sus juramentos de amor y Hanna, siguiendo la broma, anuncia su compromiso con Camille. Danilo finge que le es indiferente, pero luego lleno de ira se va rumbo a Maxim's para olvidar sus penas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; font-size: 17px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0.17em; padding-top: 0.5em; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Acto_3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acto 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Más tarde la misma noche, la sala de la casa de Hanna se ha convertido en una réplica de Maxim's, incluyendo las bailarinas entre las que se cuenta Valencienne. Danilo recibe un telegrama donde se le informa la inminente ruina del país y le pide a Hanna que dejé a Camille. Ella acepta, para felicidad de Danilo. Zeta encuentra el abanico comprometedor y jura divorciarse de su esposa para casarse con Hanna y salvar a Pontevedre, pero ésta le dice que perderá su fortuna si se vuelve a casar. Oyendo esto, Danilo confiesa su amor por ella y ella le hace saber que perderá su herencia pues está estipulado que pasará a manos de su nuevo marido. Valencienne recupera el abanico y le asegura su fidelidad a Zeta leyéndole lo que había contestado a la declaración de Zeta: "soy una esposa respetable, una dama de honor", de esta manera todo acaba felizmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6761919521242636396?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6761919521242636396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6761919521242636396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-1716979500523235148</id><published>2011-03-16T14:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:23:11.527-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zixfTQ_pQ3g" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: #ffcc33; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;Tu amor es el canto mío&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="lletra" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.cancioneros.com/aa/129/0/canciones-de-liuba-maria-hevia" style="color: #51a2cb; text-decoration: none;" target="_self"&gt;Liuba María Hevia&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lletra"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;El amor vino con su universo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;de manzanilla, ciruela y río,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;fuiste escribiendo la vida toda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;la vida toda en el canto mío.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu amor me nace en cada palabra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y aunque lo oculto del aire frío,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;escapa dulce, llena los labios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;llena los labios como un suspiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Porque tu amor es el canto mío,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;es el canto mío,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;llenas la vida con tu universo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;de manzanilla, ciruela y río,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;porque tu amor es el canto mío.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tengo el misterio dulce del monte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tengo en tu nombre desconocido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todo el amor que siempre viaja conmigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu amor me nace en cada palabra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y aunque lo oculto del aire frío,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;escapa dulce, llena los labios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;llena los labios como un suspiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-1716979500523235148?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/1716979500523235148/comments/default' 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center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escapémonos, tan lejos de aquí,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Distantes de todo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En la oscuridad, donde no haya más,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que ver en tus ojos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escondámonos, de la multitud,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Del absurdo día a día...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donde todas esas cosas que perturben,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No estén más en nuestras vidas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En nuestras vidas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para que estemos solos amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y el universo se nos quede en un abrazo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donde se esfumen esas dudas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y esos miedos que nos quedan del pasado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para que estemos solos amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En un día sin fin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sin preocuparnos más,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Del que podrán decir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donde durmamos abrazados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y si entonces nos sorprende el amanecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saber que estás ahí,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que estamos solos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escapémonos, por necesidad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos debemos tanto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si el amor está, no hay porqué esperar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;El donde o el cuándo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escondámonos de la multitud,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Del absurdo día a día...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donde todas esas cosas que perturben,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No estén más en nuestras vidas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En nuestras vidas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para que estemos solos amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y el universo se nos quede en un abrazo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donde se esfumen esas dudas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y esos miedos que nos quedan del pasado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para que estemos solos amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En un día sin fin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sin preocuparnos más,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Del que podrán decir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donde durmamos abrazados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y si entonces nos sorprende el amanecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saber que estás ahí,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que estamos solos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para que estemos solos amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En un día sin fin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sin preocuparnos más,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Del que podrán decir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donde durmamos abrazados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y si entonces nos sorprende el amanecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saber que estás ahí,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que estamos solos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escapémonos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escondámonos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escapémonos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1112xbrFpew/TXe5Ea87AjI/AAAAAAAACDk/Z0PC5wPRD64/s1600/tumblr_leiiefRogH1qf38p7o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1112xbrFpew/TXe5Ea87AjI/AAAAAAAACDk/Z0PC5wPRD64/s320/tumblr_leiiefRogH1qf38p7o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SFCe4ovWKU8/TXe4t5v9O3I/AAAAAAAACDg/HGrUpdPEu_I/s72-c/tumblr_ksiq944Ps41qzu1fjo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-3113411125571010954</id><published>2011-03-07T19:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:27:03.574-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La mort, l'amour, la vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="323" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xtmVTfGJUzA" title="YouTube video player" width="520"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La mort, l'amour, la vie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paul Eluard (1895-1952)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J’ai cru pouvoir briser la profondeur de l’immensité&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Par mon chagrin tout nu sans contact sans écho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je me suis étendu dans ma prison aux portes vierges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comme un mort raisonnable qui a su mourir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Un mort non couronné sinon de son néant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je me suis étendu sur les vagues absurdes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Du poison absorbé par amour de la cendre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La solitude m’a semblé plus vive que le sang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je voulais désunir la vie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je voulais partager la mort avec la mort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rendre mon cœur au vide et le vide à la vie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tout effacer qu’il n’y ait rien ni vire ni buée&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ni rien devant ni rien derrière rien entier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J’avais éliminé le glaçon des mains jointes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J’avais éliminé l’hivernale ossature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Du voeu de vivre qui s’annule&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu es venue le feu s'est alors ranimé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L'ombre a cédé le froid d'en bas s'est étoilé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et la terre s'est recouverte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De ta chair claire et je me suis senti léger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu es venue la solitude était vaincue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J'avais un guide sur la terre je savais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me diriger je me savais démesuré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J'avançais je gagnais de l'espace et du temps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J'allais vers toi j'allais sans fin vers la lumière&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La vie avait un corps l'espoir tendait sa voile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le sommeil ruisselait de rêves et la nuit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Promettait à l'aurore des regards confiants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Les rayons de tes bras entrouvraient le brouillard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ta bouche était mouillée des premières rosées&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le repos ébloui remplaçait la fatigue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et j'adorais l'amour comme à mes premiers jours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Les champs sont labourés les usines rayonnent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et le blé fait son nid dans une houle énorme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La moisson la vendange ont des témoins sans nombre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rien n’est simple ni singulier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La mer est dans les yeux du ciel ou de la nuit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La forêt donne aux arbres la sécurité&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et les murs des maisons ont une peau commune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et les routes toujours se croisent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Les hommes sont faits pour s’entendre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pour se comprendre pour s’aimer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ont des enfants qui deviendront pères des hommes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ont des enfants sans feu ni lieu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qui réinventeront les hommes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et la nature et leur patrie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celle de tous les hommes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celle de tous les temps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La muerte, el amor, la vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Creí que me rompería lo inmenso lo profundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Con mi pena desnuda, sin contacto, sin eco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me tendí en mi prisión de puertas vírgenes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como un muerto sensato que había sabido morir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Un muerto coronado sólo de su nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me tendí sobre las olas absurdas del verano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;absorbido por amor a la ceniza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La soledad me pareció más viva que la sangre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quería desunir la vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quería compartir la muerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;con la muerte, entregar mi corazón vacío a la vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;borrarlo todo, que no hubiera ni vidrio ni vaho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada delante, nada detrás, nada entero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Había eliminado el hielo de las manos juntas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;había eliminado la osamenta invernal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;del voto de vivir que se anula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tú viniste y se reanimó el fuego,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cedió la sombra el frío,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aquí abajo se llenó de estrellas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y se cubrió la tierra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De tu carne clara me sentí ligero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Viniste, la soledad fue vencida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tuve una guía sobre la tierra y supe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dirigirme, me sabía sin medida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adelantaba ganaba tierra y espacio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iba sin fin hacia la luz ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La vida tenía un cuerpo, la esperanza tendía sus velas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;promisoria de miradas confiadas para el alba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De la noche surgía una cascada se sueños.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los rayos de tus brazos entreabrían la niebla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;El primer rocío humedecía tu boca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deslumbrando reposo remplazaba el cansancio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo amaba el amor como en mis primeros días.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los campos están labrados las fábricas resplandecen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y el trigo hace su nido en una enorme marea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;las mieses, la vendimia, tienen muchos testigos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nada es singular ni simple,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el mar está en los ojos del cielo o de la noche,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el bosque da a los árboles seguridad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y los muros de las casas tienen una piel común,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;los caminos siempre se encuentran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los hombres están hechos para entenderse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para comprenderse, para amarse,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tienen hijos que serán padres de los hombres,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tienen hijos sin fuego ni lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que inventarán de nuevo a los hombres,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y la naturaleza y su patria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;la de todos los hombres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;la de todos los tiempos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Versión de Andrés Holguín&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Libellés : Paul Eluard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3113411125571010954?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Agresivo.. Ama las relaciones largas. Les gusta dar buenas peleas por aquello que quieren. Extremadamente extrovertidos. Aman ayudar a las personas que lo necesitan. Buen besador. Buena personalidad. Testarudo. Preocupativo. Unico en su clase. Alguien con quien no deberías meterte. Las personas más atractivas sobre la tierra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Un Tauro suele ser práctico, decidido y tener una gran fuerza de voluntad. Los tauro son personas estables y conservadores, y seguirán de forma leal un líder en el que tienen confianza. Les encanta la paz y tranquilidad y son muy respetuosos con las leyes y las reglas. Respetan los valores materiales y evitan las deudas. Son un poco reacios al cambio, es por ello que viven con la persona equivocada hasta el ocaso de su vida. Dichoso aquel Tauro al que el amor verdadero, el amor soñado, el amor ideal, el verdadero amor toca su puerta y lo deja entrar y lo deja ser parte de su vida. Tauro puede verse en una encrucijada al decidir entre el verdadero amor y el amor que una vez fue. Será infeliz siempre si deja pasar el verdadero amor. Es una decisión dificil de tomar y Tauro lamentablemente siempre deja pasar el amor antes de lucharlo y vivirlo sin saber que es un error que le costará su verdadera felicidad. Son más prácticos que intelectuales, y como les gusta la continuidad y la rutina, suelen ser de ideas fijas. Los Tauro son prudentes, estables y tienen un gran sentido de la justicia. No suelen hundirse ante las dificultades sino que siguen adelante hasta salir. A veces los Tauro pueden ser demasiado rígidos, argumentativos, egocentrísticos y tercos. A los tauros les gustan las cosas bellas y suelen ser aficionados al arte y la música. Algunos tauros tienen una fe religiosa poco convencional y muy fuerte. Les encantan los placeres de la vida, el lujo y la buena comida y bebida. De hecho los tauro deben esforzarse para no dejarse llevar por la tentación de satisfacer en exceso estos gustos.Los tauro son amigos fieles y generosos. Tienen una gran capacidad para ser cariñosos aunque rara vez hagan amigos con personas fuera de su entorno social. Evitan los conflictos y los disgustos y prefieren el buen humor y la estabilidad. No obstante, si pierden los nervios son capaces de tener un genio tan furioso que sorprende a todos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Los tauro son sensuales pero prácticos, y en este sentido son parejas fieles y considerados y anteponen su verdadera felicidad solo para no herir a su familia si saber que es un error que lamentará siempre. Son buenos padres y no exijen demasiado de su pareja ni tampoco de sus hijos. Tienen bastante amor propio y tienden a ser posesivos pero si su pareja intenta hacer las paces y comprenderles, hacen un esfuerzo para olvidar su enfado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gExmhZIl-aw/TXJk7GCLv5I/AAAAAAAACDQ/N-SqULd2ll0/s1600/-tauro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gExmhZIl-aw/TXJk7GCLv5I/AAAAAAAACDQ/N-SqULd2ll0/s320/-tauro.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6957865327122490617?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6957865327122490617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6957865327122490617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6957865327122490617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6957865327122490617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/03/tauro.html' title='TAURO'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JNFZYT_jJWI/TXJkZw4nt1I/AAAAAAAACDM/WYZ5_7pBDFI/s72-c/4cf7a28b90e22__500%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6914368044390366120</id><published>2011-03-01T18:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:22:39.852-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family time bouguereau'/><title type='text'>ERES MI SUEÑO, ERES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PslQPdv2s3o/TW1fja03fBI/AAAAAAAACCo/81xrT-2HfOs/s1600/William-Adolphe+Bouguereau+-+Family+Time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PslQPdv2s3o/TW1fja03fBI/AAAAAAAACCo/81xrT-2HfOs/s400/William-Adolphe+Bouguereau+-+Family+Time.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;El hombre que elijo para unirme ante los ojos de Dios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;para caminar la vida juntos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Y así unidos, de dos hacer tres, cuatro, cinco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;A VOS: sé que no es fácil. Pero, lo que más quiero en la vida, es estar por siempre a tu lado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6914368044390366120?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6914368044390366120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6914368044390366120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6914368044390366120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6126347807916050378</id><published>2011-02-28T20:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:31:02.911-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La vuelta al mundo - Calle 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3G5BOPhL8wI/TWwqpA1490I/AAAAAAAACCk/gwdYtTUQq8I/s1600/7018495_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3G5BOPhL8wI/TWwqpA1490I/AAAAAAAACCk/gwdYtTUQq8I/s400/7018495_2.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 30px/normal Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; position: relative; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header" style="color: #693a44; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.6; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;No Me Regalen Mas Libros&lt;br /&gt;Por Que No Los Leo&lt;br /&gt;Lo Que He Aprendido&lt;br /&gt;Es Por Que Lo Veo&lt;br /&gt;Mientras Más Pasan Los Años&lt;br /&gt;Me Contradigo Cuando Pienso&lt;br /&gt;El Tiempo No Me Mueve&lt;br /&gt;Yo Me Muevo Con El Tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Soy, Las Ganas De Vivir&lt;br /&gt;Las Ganas De Cruzar&lt;br /&gt;Las Ganas De Conocer&lt;br /&gt;Lo Que Hay Después Del Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Espero Que Mi Boca&lt;br /&gt;Nunca Se Calle&lt;br /&gt;También Espero Que Las Turbinas De Este Avión Nunca Me Fallen&lt;br /&gt;No Tengo Todo Calculado&lt;br /&gt;Ni Mi Vida Resuelta&lt;br /&gt;Solo Tengo Una Sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;Y Espero Una De Vuelta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Confió En El Destino&lt;br /&gt;Y En La Marejada&lt;br /&gt;Yo No Creo En La Iglesia&lt;br /&gt;Pero Creo En Tu Mirada&lt;br /&gt;Tú Eres El Sol En Mi Cara&lt;br /&gt;Cuando Me Levanta&lt;br /&gt;Yo Soy La Vida Que Ya Tengo&lt;br /&gt;Tu Eres La Vida Que Me Falta&lt;br /&gt;Así Que Agarra Tu Maleta&lt;br /&gt;El Bulto, Los Motetes&lt;br /&gt;El Equipaje, Tu Valija&lt;br /&gt;La Mochila Con Todos Tus Juguetes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y!, Dame La Mano&lt;br /&gt;Y Vamos A Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame La Mano&lt;br /&gt;Y Vamos A Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Renta, El Sueldo&lt;br /&gt;El Trabajo En La Oficina&lt;br /&gt;Lo Cambie Por Las Estrellas&lt;br /&gt;Y Por Huertos De Harina&lt;br /&gt;Me Escape De La Rutina&lt;br /&gt;Para Pilotear Mi Viaje&lt;br /&gt;Por Que El Cubo En El Que Vivía&lt;br /&gt;Se Convirtió En Paisaje&lt;br /&gt;Yo!, Era Un Objeto&lt;br /&gt;Esperando A Ser Ceniza&lt;br /&gt;Un Día Decidí&lt;br /&gt;Hacerle Caso A La Brisa&lt;br /&gt;A Irme Resbalando Detrás De Tu Camisa&lt;br /&gt;No Me Convenció Nadie&lt;br /&gt;Me Convenció Tu Sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y Me Fui Tras De Ti&lt;br /&gt;Persiguiendo Mi Instinto&lt;br /&gt;Si Quieres Cambio Verdadero&lt;br /&gt;Pues, Camina Distinto&lt;br /&gt;Voy A Escaparme Hasta La Constelación Más Cercana&lt;br /&gt;La Suerte Es Mi Oxigeno&lt;br /&gt;Tus Ojos Son Mi Ventana&lt;br /&gt;Quiero Correr Por Siete Lagos&lt;br /&gt;En Un Mismo Día&lt;br /&gt;Sentir Encima De Mis Muslos&lt;br /&gt;El Clima De Tus Nalgas Frías&lt;br /&gt;Llegar Al Tope De La Tierra&lt;br /&gt;Abrazarme Con Las Nubes&lt;br /&gt;Sumergirme Bajo El Agua&lt;br /&gt;Y Ver Como Las Burbujas Suben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y!, Dame La Mano&lt;br /&gt;Y Vamos A Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame La Mano&lt;br /&gt;Y Vamos A Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Darle La Vuelta Al Mundo&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6126347807916050378?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6126347807916050378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3G5BOPhL8wI/TWwqpA1490I/AAAAAAAACCk/gwdYtTUQq8I/s72-c/7018495_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-3015307518609145736</id><published>2011-02-23T02:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T02:07:20.927-03:00</updated><title type='text'>yo renaceré...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ECBczWon1_8" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo renaceré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciervo en primavera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tal vez regresaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gaviota de escoyera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sin un pasado que olvidarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin nada más que preguntarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;con un camino por delante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo renaceré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amigo fiel, amigo mío&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y me transformaré en un ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;distinto al que yo he sido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Águila blanca de montaña&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que vuela más no sueña&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que va de frente que no engaña&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo renaceré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amigo y tu estarás conmigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sé que encontraré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toda la fuerza que yo ansío&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin miedo alguno de caerme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seguro al fin de levantarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seré un eterno caminante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin miedo alguno de caerme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seguro al fin de levantarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seré un eterno caminante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yo renaceré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin mis pasadas frustraciones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y amigo mío intentaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hacer verdad mis ilusiones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tendré mi rumbo definido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feliz así de haber nacido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mirando al cielo al infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yo renaceré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin mis pasadas frustraciones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y amigo mío intentaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hacer verdad mis ilusiones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tendré mi rumbo definido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feliz así de haber nacido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mirando al cielo al infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yo renaceré, yo renacéré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, no, no. No, no, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo renaceré...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3015307518609145736?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/3015307518609145736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=3015307518609145736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3015307518609145736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3015307518609145736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/02/yo-renacere.html' title='yo renaceré...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ECBczWon1_8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-3827323640329540032</id><published>2011-02-18T10:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:04:17.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La Teoría del Fueguito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mw2.google.com/mw-panoramio/photos/medium/807615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Imaginemos que vos y tu &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt; están en un bosque, cuidando que no se apague, el fueguito que acaban de encender. Esto es difícil, ya que es un trabajo de equipo. Los dos deberán cuidarlo día y noche, cuidarlo del viento, de la lluvia, o de que algún extraño, al verlo solo, intente apagarlo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Todos los días, los dos le agregarán algo, para que no se apague. Habrá días, donde colocarás leña, otros días sólo ramitas secas, y habrá días donde sólo conseguirás algunas hojas. Días donde será mas difícil y días donde todo será mas fácil. Si cada uno tira para su lado el fueguito se apagará…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pero si se entienden, y los dos trabajan para que el fuego no se apague, éste durará por siempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/95/95546hhdk1odkw5.gif" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Con el &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;amor &lt;/span&gt;sucede lo mismo que con el fueguito. Es un hermoso trabajo, de todos los días, y como todo trabajo requiere esfuerzos, paciencia y entendimiento, escuchar y ser escuchado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;Mucha leña y mantendrán encendido el fuego eterno del Amor…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3827323640329540032?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/3827323640329540032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=3827323640329540032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3827323640329540032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/3827323640329540032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/02/la-teoria-del-fueguito.html' title='La Teoría del Fueguito'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6843792258355203496</id><published>2011-02-14T00:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:25:53.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>San valentín</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Existen diversas versiones sobre el origen de este festejo. Hay quienes sostienen que el 14 de febrero fue señalado como día de San Valentinus, en memoria de quien se dedicó a desposar parejas, aún cuando el emperador romano Claudius II lo había prohibido. Otros afirman que está relacionado el festejo con que, en la antigua Roma, el 15 de febrero se celebraba el día de la Fertilidad o Lupercalia, en honor del dios Lupercus. Los griegos también consideraban esta fecha como el día del Inicio del Amor. La Lupercalia era una fiesta de la fertilidad y la prosperidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="right" border="0" hspace="8" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/sapodeotrozopo/lovelet/rosa.jpg" vspace="8" /&gt;Se habla también de tres mártires con el nombre de San Valentín.&lt;br /&gt;La versión que más a perdurado es la del sacerdote nacido en Roma durante el siglo III, bajo el gobierno de Claudio III, emperador romano que desarrolló una de las más duras persecuciones contra los cristianos, muchos de los cuales murieron por negarse a renegar de su fe. Claudio III ordenó que los cristianos no debían casarse entre sí y dispuso, por decreto, que a los que contrajeran matrimonio les correspondía la pena de muerte.&lt;br /&gt;Valentín era obispo de lo que hoy es Terni. Fiel a su creencia de que los decretos que prohibían el casamiento eran indignos y que el pueblo debía amar a Dios y contraer matrimonio libremente, Valentín casaba a las parejas en forma secreta, obsequiándoles una flor blanca que significaba pureza y fidelidad. Cuando lo descubrieron, fue detenido y llevado a Claudio III, quien le dio la posibilidad de abandonar el cristianismo a cambio del indulto por desobedecer la orden imperial.&lt;br /&gt;Valentín no aceptó y Claudio lo sentenció a muerte, fue condenado a paliza, piedras y, finalmente, la decapitación. En la cárcel, antes de cumplir sentencia, cuenta la leyenda&amp;nbsp; que Valentín se enamoró de Julia, la hija del carcelero Asterio, de la cual se dice que era ciega de nacimiento y muy hermosa. El sacerdote le enseñó aritmética y le habló de Dios. Ella vio el mundo a través de los ojos de Valentín y la fe en Dios y la tranquilidad espiritual hizo que un día Julia pudiese ver.&lt;br /&gt;El santo fue ejecutado el 14 de febrero entre el 269 y el 271) y enterrado en lo que hoy es la Iglesia de Práxedes, en Roma. La leyenda dice que Julia plantó un árbol de almendros con flores rosadas y hoy el árbol es un símbolo de amor y amistad. Los restos se guardan en Madrid, España, en la Iglesia de San Antón y la gente le pide toda clase de milagros amorosos día a día. La leyenda también dice que San Valentín dejó una nota de despedida para la hija del carcelero que se había hecho su amiga, y la firmó "De Tu Valentín."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TgTU96igd8/TVifONqsfDI/AAAAAAAACCY/5d5DK8L2Pi8/s1600/tumblr_lati7xsm4K1qeo28zo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TgTU96igd8/TVifONqsfDI/AAAAAAAACCY/5d5DK8L2Pi8/s320/tumblr_lati7xsm4K1qeo28zo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tengo tu amor y lo tengo todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6843792258355203496?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6843792258355203496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6843792258355203496&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6843792258355203496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6843792258355203496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/02/san-valentin.html' title='San valentín'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TgTU96igd8/TVifONqsfDI/AAAAAAAACCY/5d5DK8L2Pi8/s72-c/tumblr_lati7xsm4K1qeo28zo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-755462963285075134</id><published>2011-02-11T11:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:34:29.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La belleza de las cosas simples...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Una película que puedo ver mil veces, es Dulce Noviembre ¿por qué? pues porque resalta la belleza de las cosas simples de la vida, esas mismas que olvidamos a diario y que son tan importantes, quizás las más importantes de nuestras vidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Últimamente me siento como " Sara" queriendo cambiar el mundo, a las cosas, y a las personas, porque quiero una mirada simple y sencilla. Quiero huír de la rutina, de la frialdad, de las reglas, de lo material, de ideologías y políticas, de lo estipulado. No quiero oír frases hechas, ni palabras complejas, no quiero hablar de dinero, ni trabajo, ni filosofías de vida. Quiero los sonidos del &amp;nbsp;silencio, el aroma de cada mañana y de cada atardecer, y observar con mis pupilas la belleza de la naturaleza y la vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="334" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KWNzPfmRewc" title="YouTube video player" width="540"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Observando lo trivial, lo simple y aparentemente vulgar podemos llegar a descubrir aquello que merece la pena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si cada día mirásemos las cosas pequeñas con buenos ojos, nos sorprenderíamos de la inmensa y variada belleza que se nos ofrece y muchas veces pasamos por alto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-755462963285075134?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/755462963285075134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=755462963285075134&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/755462963285075134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/755462963285075134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/02/la-belleza-de-las-cosas-simples.html' title='La belleza de las cosas simples...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KWNzPfmRewc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-5624395488731568725</id><published>2011-02-08T11:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:58:14.595-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Te regalo un cuento, por Jorge Gonzalvo Díaz.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TVFZamUW8JI/AAAAAAAACCQ/JdOrmVmCQXo/s1600/Where_fairies_sleep_and_dream_by_MojoFire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TVFZamUW8JI/AAAAAAAACCQ/JdOrmVmCQXo/s320/Where_fairies_sleep_and_dream_by_MojoFire.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te regalo un cuento. Podía haber sido un paseo por el parque o una canción a medio hacer. Una carta de amor, un capuccino en tu plaza favorita o un truco de magia sin ensayar apenitas. Pero no. Quería que fuera un cuento. No para después de hacer el amor ni para que nos echemos de menos. No para que suene el Adaggieto de la quinta de Mahler, ni nada por el estilo.&lt;br /&gt;Te regalo un cuento para que puedas hacerlo tuyo dibujándole una narizota, para que lo compartas con tu vecina de escalera o con tu gato. Para que elijas la banda sonora que te apetece que suene de fondo mientras lo lees.&lt;br /&gt;Yo tengo mis canciones para escribirte. Tu las tuyas para leerme. &lt;br /&gt;Te regalo un cuento para que puedas llevarlo contigo, dobladito en el bolso, o entre las páginas de un libro de Benedetti. Para que cuando te enfades conmigo puedas estrujarlo y hacer con él una pelota de papel, arrojarlo por la ventana y mirar complacida cómo lo atropella un autobús. Para que lo fotocopies mil veces y le entregues una copia a quien más te apetezca. Para que envuelvas con él una manzana o para colgarlo en tu pared. Para que le claves alfileres los días en los que me matarías. O para apuntar encima del título el teléfono de tu banco.&lt;br /&gt;Te regalo un cuento improvisado. De esos que empiezas a escribir sin pensar y que no sabes cuándo acaban. Te regalo esta noche y todas las demás. Te ofrezco mi sonrisa non stop, sin conservantes ni colorantes. Aún a riesgo de poder ser acusado de alevosía y nocturnidad, y aunque puedan encontrarse muchos más agravantes.&lt;br /&gt;Te dejo abierta la ventana para que te cueles, para que me espíes ésta noche. Para que me veas sin que te vea. Para que me cuides un poco sin que yo lo sepa. &lt;br /&gt;Te regalo una idea. El concepto más hermoso de complicidad, un escenario vacío en el que buscar la manera de encontrarse. Te regalo un cuento que habla de amigos y de sueños, de noches de verano pegajosas, de mí mismo mientras me imagino tu cuarto desde lo alto del cielo, antes de lanzarme en picado sobre tu almohada. De kamikazes que se estrellan en tus brazos y que no vuelven a despegar, ni falta que les hace.&lt;br /&gt;Te regalo el kit completo de cariño, el maletín mágico con el que jugabas de niña a maquillar muñecas y cocinar guisos de plastilina mientras yo fabricaba dinamita con el Quimicefa. &lt;br /&gt;Te regalo un cuento indeterminado sin pies ni cabeza, sin trama ni desenlace final, sin argumentos y sin actores de reparto. Sin moraleja. Y si la tiene, que sólo tú la conozcas.&lt;br /&gt;Lo único que necesitas es apagar la luz, cerrar los ojos y la puerta de tu habitación, no necesariamente en ese orden. Dejar que te lea al oído, olvidarte de las facturas y del telediario. Quererme un poco más que hace cinco minutos y hacérmelo saber, de alguna manera. &lt;br /&gt;Te regalo un deseo. Llenarte de unas ganas locas de reír y de que salgas corriendo en busca de una diadema bonita para el pelo. Que necesites llamarme y te encuentres pidiéndome que apague la luz, que cierre mi puerta y entonces, empieces a leer el mismo cuento que estás leyendo ahora. Y ojalá no podamos dejar de llamarnos cada noche, para contarnos el mismo cuento. Toda una vida.&lt;br /&gt;Un cuento para llevarte de viaje, y para leerle a tus hijos y a los míos, a tus nietos y a mi abuela. A las calles y a los parques. &lt;br /&gt;Te regalo un cuento sin papel de colores ni un "espero que te guste". Sin aplicar el IVA y sin descuento por pronto pago. Un cuento que habla de ti y de mí, que pueda leerse cualquier día del año, a cualquier hora, sea cual sea tu estado de ánimo o tu sabor favorito de helado.&lt;br /&gt;Te regalo este cuento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-5624395488731568725?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/5624395488731568725/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=5624395488731568725&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5624395488731568725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5624395488731568725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/02/te-regalo-un-cuento-por-jorge-gonzalvo.html' title='Te regalo un cuento, por Jorge Gonzalvo Díaz.-'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TVFZamUW8JI/AAAAAAAACCQ/JdOrmVmCQXo/s72-c/Where_fairies_sleep_and_dream_by_MojoFire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6425223865680544511</id><published>2011-01-27T13:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T13:04:16.824-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Será...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TUGVlQZS9dI/AAAAAAAACCE/w3CjvDTndII/s1600/tumblr_l94mo7R2NC1qdbbywo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TUGVlQZS9dI/AAAAAAAACCE/w3CjvDTndII/s320/tumblr_l94mo7R2NC1qdbbywo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;¿Será que nos buscábamos tanto?,¿Será que tanto nos necesitábamos?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;¿ Será que la magia se acercó a nosotros? ,o simplemente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;¿ Será que el amor nos señaló con el dedo para decirnos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;que nacimos para estar juntos y amarnos cómo sólo nosotros podemos hacerlo?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;¿y ahora?. Ahora, nada ni nadie nos podrá separar nunca jamás.-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6425223865680544511?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6425223865680544511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6425223865680544511&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6425223865680544511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6425223865680544511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/01/sera.html' title='Será...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TUGVlQZS9dI/AAAAAAAACCE/w3CjvDTndII/s72-c/tumblr_l94mo7R2NC1qdbbywo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6459795340484504625</id><published>2011-01-19T00:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:05:20.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HJX1gwpYT44?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HJX1gwpYT44?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque sientas dolor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando, y subiendo, continuando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque tengas temor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando, y cruzando, continuando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pues la vida siempre te dara,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Un camino, unico a ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Con tiempo veras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque tengas preguntas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando, y buscando, continuando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque baje la sombra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando, navegando, continuando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Algunas veces, tal un capitan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Navegaras en tu soledad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hacia tu tierra &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque dañan tus sueños&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando, y sembrando, continuando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hasta los dias tranquilos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sigues continunado, explorando tus deseos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La vida es un mar tan bravo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abraza los momentos lindos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque sientas dolor - La suerte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando - ... Es caprichosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y subiendo - Quieta y digna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Continuando - ... Atraviesa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque tengas temor - La fortuna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando - ... Y la miseria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y cruzando, continuando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque tengas preguntas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando, y buscando, continuando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunque baje la sombra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigues continuando, navegando, continuando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-6459795340484504625?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/6459795340484504625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=6459795340484504625&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6459795340484504625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/6459795340484504625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/01/continuando.html' title='Continuando...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-6618604001437756869</id><published>2011-01-17T20:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:41:22.487-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LE DIVORCE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TSv4bk3C4tI/AAAAAAAACB4/2CCsvYnC-6o/s1600/susu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TSv4bk3C4tI/AAAAAAAACB4/2CCsvYnC-6o/s400/susu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 25px;"&gt;Hoy quiero brillar entre las estrellas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-4480789472687113826?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/4480789472687113826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=4480789472687113826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/4480789472687113826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/4480789472687113826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoy-quiero-brillar-entre-las-estrellas.html' title=''/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TSv4bk3C4tI/AAAAAAAACB4/2CCsvYnC-6o/s72-c/susu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-1035406369969091649</id><published>2010-12-31T10:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:49:37.785-03:00</updated><title type='text'>lo que viene...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TR3bxV8UynI/AAAAAAAACBM/BODkqeGpPgg/s1600/mujer+mar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TR3bxV8UynI/AAAAAAAACBM/BODkqeGpPgg/s400/mujer+mar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;La aventura te llamará a cruzar nuevos mares, atravesar nuevas tempestades y aprovechar nuevos vientos. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-1035406369969091649?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/1035406369969091649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=1035406369969091649&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/1035406369969091649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/1035406369969091649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2010/12/la-aventura-te-llamara-cruzar-nuevos.html' title='lo que viene...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TR3bxV8UynI/AAAAAAAACBM/BODkqeGpPgg/s72-c/mujer+mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-2269997659368870453</id><published>2010-12-27T09:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T09:38:57.154-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TRiIkjIleCI/AAAAAAAACBE/3VJC2AzhfPk/s1600/gotas-de-rocio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TRiIkjIleCI/AAAAAAAACBE/3VJC2AzhfPk/s400/gotas-de-rocio.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Descubrí el secreto del mar meditando sobre una gota de rocío.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Antonio Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-2269997659368870453?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/2269997659368870453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=2269997659368870453&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/2269997659368870453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/2269997659368870453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2010/12/descubri-el-secreto-del-mar-meditando.html' title=''/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TRiIkjIleCI/AAAAAAAACBE/3VJC2AzhfPk/s72-c/gotas-de-rocio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-5083491525710897123</id><published>2010-12-24T11:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T11:17:24.494-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I WISH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TRSqlYvno-I/AAAAAAAACA8/6u5-aT86KZ0/s1600/2518699027_1d41e8eda3_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TRSqlYvno-I/AAAAAAAACA8/6u5-aT86KZ0/s400/2518699027_1d41e8eda3_m.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I WISH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I WISH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I WISH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I WISH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I WISH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I WISH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HOPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HOPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HOPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HOPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-5083491525710897123?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/5083491525710897123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=5083491525710897123&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5083491525710897123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/5083491525710897123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish.html' title='I WISH...'/><author><name>C i n t i t a ✿ܓ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507771879953256911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUMzyLNAGM8/TmTiXGFQGzI/AAAAAAAACJE/JhTOfFF8y5I/s220/206228_2034410746399_1428108798_32431687_7721170_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TRSqlYvno-I/AAAAAAAACA8/6u5-aT86KZ0/s72-c/2518699027_1d41e8eda3_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-3808653560586002703</id><published>2010-12-07T10:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:51:42.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cuando nos vimos por primera vez, no hicimos sino&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://es.wikiquote.org/wiki/Memoria" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Memoria"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;recordarnos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Aunque te parezca absurdo, yo he&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://es.wikiquote.org/wiki/L%C3%A1grima" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Lágrima"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;llorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;cuando tuve conciencia de mi amor hacia ti, por no haberte querido toda la vida."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANTONIO MACHADO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-3808653560586002703?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/3808653560586002703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=3808653560586002703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8235606223479997606.post-4307419112033972612</id><published>2010-12-06T19:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:01:56.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPERANZA / HOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TP1ZX_jZLnI/AAAAAAAACAI/BMDhCxpqVO8/s1600/hope+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TP1ZX_jZLnI/AAAAAAAACAI/BMDhCxpqVO8/s320/hope+%25282%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t" style="margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mientras hay vida hay esperanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="o" style="float: right; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proverbia.net/enviar_frase.asp?id=453054316" style="color: #000099;" title="Enviar frase"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Enviar frase" src="http://www.proverbia.net/images/ic_email_2.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="a" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=833" style="color: #000099;" title="Frases de Refrán"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Refrán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TP1ZkC0V0SI/AAAAAAAACAM/AmgteHouUGo/s1600/tarot_esperanza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pra7e5p5YG4/TP1ZkC0V0SI/AAAAAAAACAM/AmgteHouUGo/s320/tarot_esperanza.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="t" style="margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aunque tengamos la evidencia de que hemos de vivir constantemente en la oscuridad y en las tinieblas, sin objeto y sin fin, hay que tener esperanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="o" style="float: right; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proverbia.net/enviar_frase.asp?id=453059008" style="color: #000099;" title="Enviar frase"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Enviar frase" src="http://www.proverbia.net/images/ic_email_2.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="a" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=70" style="color: #000099;" title="Frases de Pío Baroja"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pío Baroja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Yo te ofrezco mi confianza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;para todas tus batallas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;tambien mi sabiduría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;y mis interrogativas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te diré lo que yo sé,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;lo que estoy por aprender aún,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;hasta mi materia gris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;que sólo ha pensado en tí mi amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Carezco todo lo que tengo y también lo que no tengo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te doy mis sentimientos y mi amor que es verdadero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Todo lo que tengo te lo ofrezco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;y lo que no tengo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te ofrezco mi cariño y mi confianza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;para tus nostalgias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te doy mis manos llenas de franqueza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;y de cosas buenas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te prestaré mis alas y volemos juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;por nuestro amor profundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;unamos nuestro rumbo,todo te lo ofrezco a tí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;yo te ofrezco mis locuras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;para nuestras aventuras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te doy mi serenidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;para tu intranquilidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;cuando esos poderosos, esos que curan las heridas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;de inmediato las olvidas y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;las cambias por sonrisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Todo lo que tengo te lo ofrezco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;y lo que no tengo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te ofrezco mi cariño y mi confianza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;para tus nostalgias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te doy mis manos llenas de franqueza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;y de cosas buenas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te prestare mis alas y volemos juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;por nuestro amor profundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;unamos nuestro rumbo,todo te lo ofrezco a tí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Quiero empezar desde cero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;mi amor es honesto y sincero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;no creas que esto es un juego y llegado el momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;en que nos juntemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;yo ofrezco amor y cariño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;por eso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;yo te pido que quiero mi mundo contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;por eso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Todo lo que tengo te lo ofrezco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;y lo que no tengo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te ofrezco mi cariño y mi confianza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;para tus nostalgias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te doy mis manos llenas de franqueza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;y de cosas buenas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;te prestare mis alas y volemos juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;por nuestro amor profundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;unamos nuestro rumbo,todo te lo ofrezco a tí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8235606223479997606-1869883027971596480?l=historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiasaladeriva.blogspot.com/feeds/1869883027971596480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8235606223479997606&amp;postID=1869883027971596480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8235606223479997606/posts/default/1869883027971596480'/><link 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center;"&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1297036692708770184&amp;amp;site=widget-88.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-88.slide.com/widgets/themepic.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contigo aprendí,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;que existen nuevas y mejores emociones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contigo aprendí,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;a conocer un mundo nuevo de ilusiones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprendí&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;que la semana tiene más de siete días,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;a hacer mayores mis contadas alegrías,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;y a ser dichosa, yo contigo lo aprendí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contigo aprendí,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;a ver la luz del otro lado de la luna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contigo aprendí,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;que tu presencia no la cambio por ninguna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprendí&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;que puede un beso ser más dulce y más profundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;que puedo irme mañana mismo de este mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Las cosas buenas ya contigo las viví,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;y &lt;b&gt;contigo aprendí,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;que yo nací el día que te conocí&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gracias por enseñarme a &lt;i&gt;AMAR&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gracias por hacerme tan &lt;i&gt;FELÍZ&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gracias por dejarme &lt;i&gt;SER&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gracias por dejarme &lt;i&gt;SOÑAR A TU LADO...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br 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