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			<title>Hasta los huevos...</title>
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			<published>2008-07-13T17:02:11Z</published>
			<updated>2008-07-13T14:03:29Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/07/13//#16623-1215975731-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1215975731-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/07/13//#16623-1215975731-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1215975731-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nada por aqu&amp;iacute; 
Nada por all&amp;aacute; 
No hay nada en ning&amp;uacute;n sitio, 
Que calme mi ansiedad. 
No hay ninguna droga 
Yanqui ni local. 
No quedan trucos sucios 
Que pueda disfrutar. 
Tengo los nervios 
Fuera de situaci&amp;oacute;n, 
Bailo la danza 
De los perdidos. 
&amp;iexcl;&amp;iexcl;Baila!! 
Miro a veces a m&amp;iacute; alrededor 
Seres extra&amp;ntilde;os sin identidad 
Bailando su danza 
Al borde de la extinci&amp;oacute;n 
La danza maldita 
La misma que bailo yo. 
&amp;iexcl;&amp;iexcl;Baila hasta el final!! 
&amp;iexcl;&amp;iexcl;Baila hasta el fondo!!


Foto: Hace un tiempo &amp;aacute;tras...SABE, Bs. As., Argentina. Letra: Balil&amp;eacute;is - La Polla Records.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Planeta Tierra Kamikaze</title>
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			<published>2008-06-30T11:27:25Z</published>
			<updated>2008-06-30T11:16:42Z</updated>
			
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la calle es un volc&amp;aacute;n , entrando en erupci&amp;oacute;n
de repente me encuentro en una tempestad
estoy en problemas no puedo escapar
un planeta totalmente ido
algo que jam&amp;aacute;s hubieras cre&amp;iacute;do
un sonido submarino aturde la ciudad
el grito de la tierra que est&amp;aacute; por explotar
(planeta tierra Kamikaze)
Mentes juveniles entran en acci&amp;oacute;n
cruzando la barrera de la comunicaci&amp;oacute;n
quiero abandonar toda misi&amp;oacute;n 
pero llueve ceniza y pierdo la raz&amp;oacute;n 
soy un nuevo salvaje, ya no hay salvaci&amp;oacute;n
los mandos no responden , el tiempo se acab&amp;oacute;
Tengo que prender el detonador
preparen la cabeza para la explosdi&amp;oacute;n
(planeta tierra Kamikaze)

Fotos: Secuencia atardecer del primer domingo de invierno, Reserva Ecol&amp;oacute;gica, Bs. As., Argentina. Letra: El detonador - Los Brujos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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		<entry>
			<title>Me matan si no trabajo y si trabajo me matan......</title>
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			<published>2008-06-27T21:15:55Z</published>
			<updated>2008-06-27T21:15:55Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/27//#16623-1214608555-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1214608555-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me matan si no trabajo,
y si trabajo me matan.
Siempre me matan, me matan, ay,
siempre me matan.

Ayer vi a un hombre mirando,
mirando el sol que sal&amp;iacute;a.
El hombre estaba muy serio
porque el hombre no ve&amp;iacute;a.
Ay, los ciegos viven sin ver
cuando sale el sol.

Ayer vi a un ni&amp;ntilde;o jugando
a que mataba a otro ni&amp;ntilde;o.
Hay ni&amp;ntilde;os que se parecen
a los hombres trabajando.
Ay, qui&amp;eacute;n le dir&amp;aacute; cuando crezcan
que los hombres no son ni&amp;ntilde;os,
que no lo son. 

Foto: Rodaje, C150, Mor&amp;oacute;n, Argentina. Letra: Me matan si no trabajo - Daniel Viglietti. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Maravilla sunset </title>
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			<published>2008-06-18T15:13:01Z</published>
			<updated>2008-06-18T12:17:32Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-6&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-6.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-4&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-4.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-5&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-5.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809408-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809408-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-3&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-3.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809408-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809408-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-9&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-9.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-8&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-8.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/18//#16623-1213809181-7&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1213809181-7.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Armoured cars sail the sky
Theyre pink at dawn
If I lived forever you just wouldnt be so beautiful
As the sun
When it shines
All over the world
Were pilots watching the stars
The world pre-occupied
Were pilots watching the stars
Who do you think we are ? 
Ice and clouds
Shimmer outside
Rain just falls
At magic hour
Its just the sound
Of you and me
Time twitching
Murmurs of our friendly machine

Fotos: &amp;Uacute;ltimo vuelo de un d&amp;iacute;a invernal - Ayacucho, Argentina. Letra: Pilots - Goldfrapp &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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		<entry>
			<title>Para el campo</title>
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			<published>2008-06-17T01:02:06Z</published>
			<updated>2008-06-16T22:04:43Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-6&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-6.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-10&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-10.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-11&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-11.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-5&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-5.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-7&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-7.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-8&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-8.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-9&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-9.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/17//#16623-1213671726-3&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1213671726-3.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Un rey no es rey por voluntad divina,
sino porque sus antepasados se lo montaron divinamente.


Fotos: Cacerolazo de 16/6/08 A favor el campo y contra el Gobierno de la Tirana. Letra: Real como la vida misma - La Polla Records&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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				<name>Franzisko</name>
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		<entry>
			<title>Con el campo</title>
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			<id>tag:www.photoblog.com,2008:/entry/512741/</id>
			<published>2008-06-16T23:54:27Z</published>
			<updated>2008-06-16T20:56:04Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/16//#16623-1213667667-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1213667667-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/16//#16623-1213667667-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1213667667-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/16//#16623-1213667667-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1213667667-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/16//#16623-1213667667-3&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1213667667-3.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/16//#16623-1213667667-4&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1213667667-4.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/16//#16623-1213667667-5&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1213667667-5.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/16//#16623-1213667667-6&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1213667667-6.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/16//#16623-1213667667-7&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1213667667-7.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Esta historia que pudo ser verd&amp;aacute; 
parece mentira, la vamos a contar. 
En la Rusia del bienamado Zar &amp;iexcl;&amp;iexcl;El Zar!! 
viv&amp;iacute;a un aldeano llamado Iv&amp;aacute;n. 
Trabajando la tierra sin parar 
pasando mucha hambre, sin tiempo pa pensar. 
Siembra y siembra y siembra que te siembra 
y el conde Gorronovicht se queda la cosecha &amp;iexcl;Ol&amp;eacute;! 
El Curilla pide resignaci&amp;oacute;n 
se invita a su casa y se come lo mejor. 
All&amp;iacute; estaba Iv&amp;aacute;n. 
Un buen d&amp;iacute;a que estaba con la azada 
vinieron unos hombres... le dijeron "Kamhrada" 
Ya no hay amos a quien obedecer, 
eres un hombre libre, tenemos el poder! 
Piensa y piensa y piensa que te piensa Iv&amp;aacute;n, 
que poco a poco va haci&amp;eacute;ndose a la idea... 
La nobleza ha sido derrocada 
ya no habr&amp;aacute; pamplinas 
viviendo por la cara... 
All&amp;aacute; estaba Iv&amp;aacute;n. 
Dando saltos a la pata coja 
la hoz y el martillico en la bandera roja 
con empe&amp;ntilde;o y un poco de atenci&amp;oacute;n 
menudas volteretas que da la situaci&amp;oacute;n.

Fotos: Varias del campo en distitnas &amp;eacute;pocas - Chivilcoy, Las Flores y Chacabuco. Pcia Bs. As. Argentina. Letra: Iv&amp;aacute;n - La Polla Records&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<author>
				<name>Franzisko</name>
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		<entry>
			<title>Escuadrilla Acrobática Cruz del Sur</title>
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			<published>2008-06-10T11:07:05Z</published>
			<updated>2008-06-10T08:52:56Z</updated>
			
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We've got fun 'n' games
We got everything you want
Honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey
We got your disease

In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
knees, knees
I wanna watch you bleed

Welcome to the jungle
We take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed
But it's the price you pay
And you're a very sexy girl
That's very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights
But you won't get them for free
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
I, I wanna hear you scream

Welcome to the jungle
It gets worse here everyday
Ya learn ta live like an animal
In the jungle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see
You'll take it eventually
You can have anything you want
But you better not take it from me

And when you're high you never
Ever want to come down, YEAH!

You know where you are
You're in the jungle baby
You're gonna die
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
knees, knees
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
knees, knees
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
It' gonna bring you down-HA!


Editorial: Una de las grandes motivaciones que ten&amp;iacute;a cuando hacia el curso de piloto comercial eran los festivales a&amp;eacute;reos que se hac&amp;iacute;an en la base, esto sumado a que al estar 6 d&amp;iacute;as a la semana metido ah&amp;iacute; adentro pod&amp;iacute;a asistir a ver la llegada de los aviones,hablar con los pilotos, ir a los hangares y ver "funciones privadas" de entrenamiento. Aunque esto me costar&amp;aacute; un misil en la deriva &amp;iquest;?.
Fotos: Escuadrilla acrob&amp;aacute;tica "Cruz del sur"  Mor&amp;oacute;n, Argentina, 2002. Letra: Welcome to the jungle - Guns n&amp;acute; Roses .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<author>
				<name>Franzisko</name>
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			<title>Vref</title>
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			<id>tag:www.photoblog.com,2008:/entry/503982/</id>
			<published>2008-06-08T23:25:45Z</published>
			<updated>2008-06-08T20:27:26Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/08//#16623-1212974745-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/16623-1212974745-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/08//#16623-1212974745-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/16623-1212974745-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ein leichtes leises S&amp;auml;useln 

Ich bin auf der Flucht 
vor aufgebrachten Massen
quer durch die Wildnis
am Ende angekommen
warte lange schon am Eingang
stumm und ohne Plan

Zun&amp;auml;chst ist da Sturm
du ziehst nicht damit vorbei
Dann ist da ein Beben
aber auch da bist du nicht involviert
Ich werde heftig von unter an der Wurzeln reissen
bis die obere Welt sich regt

Col de ma ma daqua
Ein leichtes leises S&amp;auml;useln
Eine Stimme verschwebten Schweigens

Und g&amp;auml;be es ungeheure Wassermassen
ich weiss du n&amp;auml;hmst an keiner Flut mehr teil
Selbst wenn es heute noch Meteore regnet
du bist ganz einfach nicht mehr dabei
Ich werde heftig an den zweiundzwanzig Wurzeln reissen
bis die obere Welt sich regt
Ich erhebe meine Gegenstimme
bis aus dem S&amp;auml;useln die Antwort mir weht
 

A Whisper Light and Low 

I'm on the run
from outraged masses
Across the wilderness
I came to the end
Waiting at the entrance for a long time
Dumb and without a plan

First there is a storm
but you are not carried along
Then there is an earthquake
but you are also not involved
From below I will fiercely pull on
the roots
until the upper world should move

Col de ma ma daqua
A whisper light and low
A voice of floating silence

And if there were tremendous waters
I know you wouldn't partake in any more floods
Even if it rains meteors today
You are just not taking part
I will fiercely pull on all
twenty two roots
Until the upper world should move
I raise my voice against it
'till out of the whisper the answer wafts to me

Foto: 737-500 en final, SABE, Bs. As. Argentina. Letra: Ein leichtes leises S&amp;auml;useln - Einst&amp;uuml;rzende Neubauten

 
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			<author>
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			<title>Atlántico</title>
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			<id>tag:www.photoblog.com,2008:/entry/498895/</id>
			<published>2008-06-04T15:22:44Z</published>
			<updated>2008-06-04T12:24:09Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/06/04//#16623-1212600247-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/16623-1212600247-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rompen el mundo con un estampido
Nacen y salen por el camino
Quieren catala tregua catala
van conquistando la resbalada
les gusta la marea 
porque siempre es buena 
y van atravesando toda frontera
son los aliados en la batalla
tienen las almas muy bien cargadas
Atlanticos
Cuando parece que todo se arruina
ellos contagian adrenalina
el agua los junta, el agua los gu&amp;iacute;a
van proyectando sabidur&amp;iacute;a
son invencibles, son inmortales
cruzan las puertas dimensionales
son los atlantes que nos protegen
la luz acu&amp;aacute;tica los fortalece
Atl&amp;aacute;nticos

Foto: Sobrevolando la costa, Faro Querand&amp;iacute;es, Pcia Bs As,  Argentina. Letra: Atl&amp;aacute;nticos - Los Brujos
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				<name>Franzisko</name>
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			<title>Esa estrella era mi lujo</title>
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			<id>tag:www.photoblog.com,2008:/entry/494065/</id>
			<published>2008-05-29T14:46:40Z</published>
			<updated>2008-05-29T14:46:40Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2008/05/31//#16623-1212079600-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos/16623-1212079600-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;iquest;Era todo? Pregunt&amp;eacute;.
Soy un iluso.
No nos dimos nada m&amp;aacute;s,
S&amp;oacute;lo un buen gesto.

Mord&amp;iacute; el anzuelo una vez m&amp;aacute;s.
Siempre un iluso.
Nuestra estrella se agot&amp;oacute;
Y era mi lujo.

Ella fue por esa vez
Mi h&amp;eacute;roe vivo, bah
Fue mi &amp;uacute;nico h&amp;eacute;roe
En este l&amp;iacute;o.
La m&amp;aacute;s linda del amor
Que un tonto ha visto so&amp;ntilde;ar
Meti&amp;oacute; mi rocanrol bajo este pulso

Foto: volviendo a casa...de SADM - SADF. Bs. As., Argentina. Letra: Esa estrella era mi lujo - Patricio Rey y sus Redonditos de Ricota.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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				<name>Franzisko</name>
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