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Nadie puede ser perfecto, pero si excelente. ¿Por qué no intentarlo?

Hay que endurecerse sin perder jamás la ternura

Nada extraño, nada inusual o distinto a lo habitual. El mismo viejo escenario, las mismas viejas goteras, y sin atisbos de ninguna explosión por aquí. Pero entonces, algo raro, algo inusual apareció de la nada. Vi un platillo volante, flotando sobre tu ventana. ¿Lo viste desaparecer? Amie, ven, siéntate a mi lado. Nada raro, nada ha cambiado. Sólo un poco más viejos, eso es todo.

 Pero hay algo que sí he aprendido. Sabes cuándo lo has encontrado, porque lo padeces cuando lo pierdes. Algo extraño, algo inusual, viene de algún lugar. Pero yo no soy un milagro y tú no eres un santo, sólo un soldado más, camino a ninguna parte. Amie, ven, siéntate a mi lado. Y diles, cómo todavía crees que el fin de siglo traerá un cambio para ti y para mí.

Pensé en decirle que mi vida era su boca...

 pero no, paso a su lado y contengo la respiración

Me duele la cara de ser tan guapa

                                                                       Jajaja No.

 Las mismas palabras dichas por distintas bocas,no causan los mismos efectos.

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night.

There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
"this could be heaven or this could be hell"
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said "we are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"relax", said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!

Si la fama llega cuando mueres, no tengo prisa en conseguirla.