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			<title>Mi feliz cumpleaños</title>
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			<published>2009-09-28T16:42:32Z</published>
			<updated>2009-09-28T13:43:17Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/09/28//#16623-1254163396-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1254163396-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Viva la mala hostia de mi generacion! 
fuimos como cohetes y mas de uno se estrello 
aunque no habia futuro y aquello se acabo 
y dios siguio en el cielo y yo me cago en dios 

Y dios siguio en el cielo y yo me cago en dios... 

Viva la mala hostia de mi generacion! 
fuimos una amenaza, casi una revolucion 
aunque no habia futuro y aquello se acabo 
que dios siga en el cielo que yo me cago en dios..... 

Nunca fuimos jipis, ni por paz ni por amor 
si te sientes solo, pues te compras un tambor 
mientras no te hayas muerto tendras que pelear 
follar alegremente, reirte y vacilar. 

Mientras llega la muerte que tengais buen rocanrol 
que haya buena suerte y salud de campeon 
mientras no te hayas muerto tendras que pelear 
follar alegremente, reirte y vacilar. 

Follar alegremente, reirte y vacilar. 

La ra la la ra, La ra la la ra 
La ra la la ra, La ra la la ra 

Foto: Franzisko x el cosmonauta justicialista. Letra: Maigenerasion - 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>Wicked Game</title>
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			<published>2009-09-18T13:11:46Z</published>
			<updated>2009-09-18T10:31:34Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/09/18//#16623-1253286706-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos4/16623-1253286706-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you.

No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you,

No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one.

Foto: MD - SABE / Letra: Chris Isaak - Wicked Game&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>Donde nada pasa y todo queda</title>
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			<published>2009-05-04T15:57:10Z</published>
			<updated>2009-05-04T15:57:10Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/05/05//#16623-1241459830-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos6/16623-1241459830-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
You will find me waiting through sping and summer
You will find me waiting waiting for the fall
You will find me waiting for the apples to riped
You will find me waiting for them to fall
You will find me by the banks of all four rivers
You will find me at the spring of conciousness
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain
You will find me if you want me in the garden
unless it's pouring down with rain

Foto: Parte de atr&amp;aacute;s de una casa. Capilla del Se&amp;ntilde;or. Argentina. Letra: The garden - Eist&amp;uuml;rzende Neubaten  &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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			<title>Mira lejos!</title>
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			<published>2009-05-04T15:48:47Z</published>
			<updated>2009-05-04T12:58:41Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/05/04//#16623-1241459327-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos/16623-1241459327-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never thought too hard on dying before
I never sucked on the dying
I never licked the side of dying before
And now I'm feeling the dying
You've got your hands over your ears
You've got your mouth running on
You've got your eyes looking for something
That will never be found - like a reason
Good god I don't need a reason
I never thought too hard on dying before
I never sucked on the dying
I never licked the side of dying before
And now I'm feeling the dying
But you've got to....
Give me the shot
Give me the pill
Give me the cure
Now what you've done to my wor

Foto: Torre de clinica privada Capilla del Se&amp;ntilde;or. Argentina. Letra: Give me the cure - Fugazi&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>Take off x3</title>
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			<published>2009-04-27T14:30:42Z</published>
			<updated>2009-04-27T14:30:42Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/04/27//#16623-1240849842-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos/16623-1240849842-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/04/27//#16623-1240849842-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos/16623-1240849842-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/04/27//#16623-1240849842-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos/16623-1240849842-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Schachmatt guten Tag
es ist alles in Ordnung
Ihr k&amp;ouml;nnt aufwachen, wir sind wieder da
Wir sind au&amp;szlig;er uns und Rand und Band und
Wir haben keine Zeit f&amp;uuml;r Schlaf

H&amp;ouml;rt her und &amp;ouml;ffnet eure Ohren
Wir sind zur&amp;uuml;ck wie neu geboren

Dieses Lied hier ist unser Werk und
Es ist geschrieben mit unserem Blut
Wir bluten und wir h&amp;ouml;rn nicht auf bis
Das der allerletzte Tropfen kommt

Wir schwitzen L&amp;auml;rm aus uns heraus
Und jeder Ton frisst euch mit auf

Und alles steht unter Strom
Vom ersten bis zum letzten Ton

Am Anfang war der L&amp;auml;rm und
Dieser L&amp;auml;rm h&amp;ouml;rt niemals auf
Am Tag als der Herr uns schuf da
hat er uns in L&amp;auml;rm getaucht

Richtig giftig, richtig wichtig
Damit wir uns nicht falsch verstehen
Ein Gesang aus tausend Kehlen
Solange bis die Luft wegbrennt
Gedanken, die wie Messer sind
fliegen auf dich zu und treffen dich


Fotos: Despegue MD SABE. Letra: Strom - Die Toten Hosen. Editorial: Gran recital que ieron Los Hosen el sabado pasado...si no fuiste te lo perdiste!&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>Volví....</title>
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			<published>2009-04-20T16:31:35Z</published>
			<updated>2009-04-20T13:38:40Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/04/20//#16623-1240252295-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos8/16623-1240252295-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mucha risa por aqu&amp;iacute;
pero ninguna es para m&amp;iacute;
sube la espuma sobre el cristal
yo cambio de forma para atacar
solo una vez m&amp;aacute;s, como enlace.

Lleno de problemas, voy a dar
a una playa con una modelo
ella est&amp;aacute; lista, quiere empezar
cambio de forma para atacar
s&amp;oacute;lo una vez m&amp;aacute;s, como enlace.
S&amp;oacute;lo como enlace, una vez m&amp;aacute;s.

No me gusta este lugar
vestidos y perfumes sin estilo
saco mi arma, voy a empezar
cambio de forma para atacar
s&amp;oacute;lo una vez m&amp;aacute;s, como enlace
s&amp;oacute;lo como enlace, una vez m&amp;aacute;s.

Mucha risa por aqu&amp;iacute;
pero ninguna es para m&amp;iacute;
sube la espuma sobre el cristal
cambio de forma para atacar
s&amp;oacute;lo una vez, como enlace
s&amp;oacute;lo como enlace, una vez m&amp;aacute;s

Foto: MD SABE Letra: Enlace - Ratones Paranoicos. 
Editorial: Nueva temprada, que la disfruten!.&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>Yuri</title>
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			<id>tag:www.photoblog.com,2009:/entry/822656/</id>
			<published>2009-04-12T16:01:52Z</published>
			<updated>2009-04-12T13:03:22Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/04/12//#16623-1239559312-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos2/16623-1239559312-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Мы рождены, чтоб сказку сделать былью,  
Преодолеть пространство и простор,      
Нам разум дал стальные руки-крылья,     
А вместо сердца - пламенный мотор.      

Все выше, и выше, и выше                
Стремим мы полет наших птиц,            
И в каждом пропеллере дышит             
Спокойствие наших границ.               

Бросая ввысь свой аппарат послушный     
Или творя невиданный полет,             
Мы сознаем, как крепнет флот воздушный, 
Наш первый в мире пролетарский флот!    

Наш острый взгляд пронзает каждый атом, 
Наш каждый нерв решимостью одет;        
И, верьте нам, на каждый ультиматум     
Воздушный флот сумеет дать ответ.       

Editorial: A Yuri Gagarin en el aniversario del primer vuelo k&amp;oacute;smico 
Letra: Marcha de la Fuerza Aerea Rusa.

Pd: ya se viene la temporada oto&amp;ntilde;o invierno de fotos...en pocos d&amp;iacute;as m&amp;aacute;s.&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>Derecho y Humano</title>
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			<published>2009-03-24T13:04:31Z</published>
			<updated>2009-03-24T10:17:33Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/03/24//#16623-1237907071-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos7/16623-1237907071-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;"...y vos...si, vos: no mires al costado
no te hagas el pescado, no te creas que le hablo
al de al lado porque te hablo a vos, &amp;iquest;qui&amp;eacute;n sos?..."



fragmento de la canci&amp;oacute;n "gente que no" de Todos tus muertos.

Editorial: Si, si, foto repetida....voler&amp;eacute; pronto/ I &amp;acute;ll back soon&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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			<title>La vieja Cárcel</title>
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			<published>2009-02-02T20:59:09Z</published>
			<updated>2009-02-02T18:24:47Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/02/03//#16623-1233619149-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos4/16623-1233619149-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/02/03//#16623-1233619149-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos4/16623-1233619149-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/02/03//#16623-1233619149-3&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos4/16623-1233619149-3.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/02/03//#16623-1233619149-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos4/16623-1233619149-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;No a las c&amp;aacute;rceles del estado asesino, &amp;iexcl;No! 
No m&amp;aacute;s esconder los errores del sistema, &amp;iexcl;No! 
No al estado terrorista que encierra, &amp;iexcl;No! 
A quien le sobra y a quien lucha contra &amp;eacute;l, &amp;iexcl;No! 
No queremos nadie preso y lucharemos por eso, &amp;iexcl;No! 
No m&amp;aacute;s presos. 
No m&amp;aacute;s presos. 


Foto: C&amp;aacute;rcel de caseros post demolici&amp;oacute;n. Bs As. Argentina.
Letra: No m&amp;aacute;s presos - La Polla Records ( La versi&amp;oacute;n de la Tabar&amp;eacute; sirve tambi&amp;eacute;n)&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>Foo Fighters</title>
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			<published>2009-02-02T20:41:04Z</published>
			<updated>2009-02-02T17:43:43Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/Franzisko/2009/02/02//#16623-1233618218-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i2.photoblog.com/photos5/16623-1233618218-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the last thing I expected to happen
There was a blast of energy, from the sun
From the exposure, solar radiation
Something came from out of space or somewhere.

Did I get here on a rocket?
Or did I come from another planet?

I am seeing U.F.O's
I am seeing U.F.O's
I guess it's because I had a hard time out with you.

I am seeing U.F.O's
I am seeing U.F.O's
I guess it's because I had a hard time out with you last night.

It's real in my imagination
I am comfortable in times like this (times like this)
When i'm in the bathroom brushing my teeth
I can't look in to the mirror - too light lamp

Did I get here on a rocket?
Or did I come from another planet?

I am seeing U.F.O's
I am seeing U.F.O's
I guess it's because I had a hard time out with you.

I am seeing U.F.O's
I am seeing U.F.O's
I guess it's because I had a hard time out with you last night.

Did I get here on a rocket?
Or did I come from another planet?

I am seeing U.F.O's
I am seeing U.F.O's
I guess it's because I had a hard time out with you.

I am seeing U.F.O's
I am seeing U.F.O's
I guess it's because I had a hard time out with you last night.

Oh oh yeah
oh oh yeah

Oh oh yeah
oh oh yeah

Foto: Algo raro que salio cuando le saque una foto a la sede del partido comunista local. Bs As. Argentina. Letra I&amp;acute;m seeing UFO&amp;acute;s -  Dee Dee Ramone.&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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