tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85108441571375369962024-02-07T03:20:25.713-03:00Ley Nro 23344El fumar es perjudicial para la saludLucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.comBlogger146125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-44276427035825107442010-08-11T09:09:00.003-03:002010-08-11T09:15:37.069-03:00Despedida<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><i><br /><b>Io> </b>Amor de mi vida, te fuiste sin despedirme.<br /><br /><b>Lei></b> Es que estabas todo tapado hasta el último pelito, no daba despertarte...<br /><br /><b>Io></b> Tenía miedo al abandono... y vos te fuiste.</i><br /><br /><br />Lucas.-<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>Creo la muerte de un ser tan bello me desmoronó. Pero la vida sigue. Nos vemos por ahí.</i></span><br /></span><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjyDqcvv9cg&hl=en_GB&fs=1?rel=0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjyDqcvv9cg&hl=en_GB&fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-76154592890000601022010-01-06T10:24:00.002-03:002010-01-06T10:26:24.204-03:00Lhasa<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Parole dis,<br /><br /><i>Je remercie ton corps |De m'avoir attendu |J'ai dû me perdre pour arriver jusqu'à toi | Je remercie tes bras |D'avoir pu m'atteindre |J'ai dû m'éloigner pour arriver jusqu'à toi |Je remercie tes mains| De m'avoir supportée| J'ai dû me brûler| Pour arriver jusqu'à toi<br /></i><br /><br />Merci Lhasa pour ta poésie, ta grâce, ta présence, ta voix<br /><br /><br />Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qnDl9a6FqSA&hl=es_ES&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qnDl9a6FqSA&hl=es_ES&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-33988520046618924722009-12-09T08:44:00.002-03:002009-12-09T08:54:12.519-03:00Vieni via con me<span style="font-family: verdana;">Ahhh... que sería de mis lunes sin la música*</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Entra e fatti un bagno caldo</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">c'è un accappatoio azzurro, fuori piove è un mondo freddo...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas./</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">*Si, es miércoles, lo se... pero se parece, no?</span></span><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/44wqc2gbbfY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/44wqc2gbbfY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-81099171637177007722009-11-28T13:31:00.003-03:002009-11-28T13:41:20.301-03:00I just want<span style="font-family: verdana;">Hola,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">A mi me pueden las personas que en primer lugar son honestas consigo mismas y en segundo lugar hacen arte.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas./</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQHJuSZTjkE&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQHJuSZTjkE&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-4760178479745896522009-11-14T14:24:00.001-03:002009-11-14T14:29:03.175-03:00Meant to be<span style="font-family: verdana;">En lo personal, pocas cosas me conmueven más que una bonita canción, una mujer y una guitarra.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Lay Your Head Down</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K5_OMreg5Io&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K5_OMreg5Io&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-89442524613959253662009-11-04T22:05:00.000-03:002009-11-04T22:07:29.983-03:00E’ forse una remota speranza la felicità?<span style="font-family: verdana;">Godersi il sole in dicembre, non molto lontano da qui nevica. Non molto lontano da qui la gente escogita affannose corsein preda all’ansia di tornare al punto di partenza, e dimenticail peso della posta in gioco, e il come e il quando mentre fuori piove...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Carmen <span style="font-style: italic;">amore da Catania</span> Consoli</span><br /><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDdv9qQCkTc&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDdv9qQCkTc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-15153108592880288822009-10-29T11:02:00.002-03:002009-10-29T11:05:17.846-03:00No sabes las ganas que tuve de besarte...<span style="font-family: verdana;">A vos:<br /><br />Jamás he realizado confesiones por este medio y no voy a comenzar ahora. Pero la más íntima de mis fantasía reside en la idiotez de creer que cuando veas esto y escuches a <span style="font-style: italic;">Nancy</span>, a vos también se te van a soltar las ganas.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Me lo perdono.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pmj6VqmMVyo&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pmj6VqmMVyo&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-54824735302592139012009-10-11T12:46:00.002-03:002009-10-11T12:47:40.269-03:00Volver<span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Quien dijo que me fui, si siempre estoy volviendo?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">(estimo que es de un tango)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Lucas./</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/upsF0jpz4kg&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/upsF0jpz4kg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-89774086401877290572009-09-28T23:45:00.002-03:002009-09-28T23:49:51.729-03:00Idealismos<span style="font-family:verdana;">Enciende la mirra un simple reflejo, el sonido del mar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Toneladas de soledad.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZRGMuF3VgA&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZRGMuF3VgA&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-56653441694039103442009-09-27T13:51:00.002-03:002009-09-27T13:54:27.023-03:00Indimidades<span style="font-family:verdana;">Existe una <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">dialéctica</span> que trasciende todo narcisismo, donde sólo <span style="font-style: italic;">se es lo que se hace</span>, donde <span style="font-style: italic;">sólo se hace lo que nos abandona.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Hay un poderoso estado del alma donde vibra la humanidad entera.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Lucas</span>.-</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ECaaWhb3fbY&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ECaaWhb3fbY&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-55455254769596188762009-09-18T12:07:00.002-03:002009-09-19T16:34:43.508-03:00Tais toi mon coeur<span style="font-family:verdana;">Hola!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Volvemos cada tanto. Vamos a reinventar un corazón, vamos a hacerlo fuerte, vamos a hacerlo soñar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sea un corazón que late desquiciado.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AibEjgg2AMs&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AibEjgg2AMs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-67355924539050687032009-08-26T19:41:00.001-03:002009-08-26T19:43:28.904-03:00Si te hace sentir bien<span style="font-family: verdana;">Y cada tanto me da por escribir cualquier burrada, así que sacá la carita de sorpresa y gritá con Janis:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Take another piece of my heart!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEwtvuQOb3k&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEwtvuQOb3k&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-4913702571832672392009-08-25T11:11:00.005-03:002009-08-25T11:17:22.137-03:00Tu carácter de mierda<span style="font-family:verdana;">Y boe... era hora de dejar de poner mis videíllos y darle lugar a la buena música.. jaja..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">En la teoría diplomática (si es que existe algo así) se habla de trato de reciprocidad... No me llamás? No te llamo. No me escribís? No te escribo? Te "enojas"...? Uh... Preparate...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Y así le aportamos juntos más elementos a la teoría del desencuentro.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0se5gUFl4tI&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0se5gUFl4tI&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-72824993722346601412009-08-23T13:15:00.002-03:002009-08-23T13:20:02.690-03:00Fake Plastic Trees<span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >She looks like the real thing</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >She tastes like the real thing</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >My fake plastic love.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" ><br />But I can't help the feeling</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >I could blow through the ceiling</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >If I just turn and run.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" ><br />And it wears me out, it wears me out.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >It wears me out, it wears me out.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Radiocabeza.</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2VZsK_fGf3k&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2VZsK_fGf3k&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-40759222274667807742009-08-16T14:44:00.001-03:002009-08-16T14:50:07.713-03:00Two Steps<span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Celebrate we will</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Because life is short but sweet for certain</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Were climbing two by two</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">To be sure these days continue,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">These things we cannot change...</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y90hN7vva5w&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y90hN7vva5w&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-47196862222110240122009-07-21T02:02:00.001-03:002009-07-21T02:04:04.038-03:00Sólo la música<span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Sólo en una estación de tren.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Sólo en <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Suecia</span>.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Sólo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Michael</span>.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Sólo la música.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Lucas</span>.-</span><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1aA8VMRHcE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1aA8VMRHcE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-70188136862242504562009-07-16T12:20:00.002-03:002009-07-16T12:26:59.236-03:00Fool<span style="font-family: verdana;">Hola,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lo siento. No puedo evitar la emoción. Ya me quedó claro que sin música no vivo, y saber que hoy la veo me vuela las babuchas!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">It</span>’s <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">not</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">that</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">it</span>’s <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">bad</span>…<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">it</span>’s <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">not</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">that</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">it</span>’s <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">death</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">It</span>’s <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">just</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">that</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">it</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">is</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">on</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">the</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">tip</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">of</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">your</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">tongue</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">and</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">you</span>'<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">re</span> so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">silent</span></span>...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Para que se metan en tema. No es vídeo, es de esos que tienen una puta foto y corre el tema... lo que encontré.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Arriba Poder Gato!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">Lucas</span>.-</span><br /><br /><object width="320" height="265"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hoEtJAyz4zY&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hoEtJAyz4zY&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-48716761905904515442009-07-13T11:39:00.005-03:002009-07-13T11:47:37.821-03:00Sálvame!R,<br /><br />Es increíble lo que un par de notas, carentes casi de riqueza armónica <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alguna</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pueden</span> construir.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Sálvame</span> de esta caída! De ser pasto para las idiotas, del grupo de anormales al que pertenezco, de ser un muerto que respira.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sálvame</span> de ésta soledad, del rocío de la mañana, de ésta pena de hombre ciego, de sospechar que ya no podré amar a nadie.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Lucas</span>.-<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FbFQa4SeY48&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FbFQa4SeY48&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-87717231772487815542009-07-10T09:43:00.002-03:002009-07-10T09:46:56.346-03:00Toda posesión es una pérdida<span style="font-family: verdana;">R,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Jamás podré <span style="font-style: italic;">tenerte</span>, nunca serás <span style="font-style: italic;">mi objeto</span>. Toda posesión es una pérdida pero todo amante desea poseer.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tu sonrisa define mi carencia.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHHxYl75eu8&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHHxYl75eu8&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-39872002315958538372009-07-01T12:05:00.002-03:002009-07-01T12:11:24.867-03:00I Don't Know<span style="font-family: verdana;">R.<br /><br />No se quien sos, no se si has viajado o si hablás algún otro idioma, pero me gustaría conocerte.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">No se si te gusta volar, si escribís cartas, pero me gustaría tener tu número y llamarte.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ignoro si sabés nadar, si te gusta el agua, la playa o la montaña. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">"I'd like to call you all the same, if you want to, I am game.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">If you walk my way and I could keep my head we could creep away in the dark or maybe not, we could shoot it down anyway.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">I don't know if you read novels or the magazines if you love the hand that feeds you I assume that your heart's been bruised I know I'd like to know you you don't know if I can draw at all or what records I am into if I sleep like a spoon or rarely at all or maybe you would do? maybe you would do</span>"<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7WwaPv1rZiQ&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7WwaPv1rZiQ&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-17387439203527980282009-06-29T15:53:00.002-03:002009-06-29T15:59:31.368-03:00L'Amour est un tricheur<span style="font-family:verdana;">Por definición. Por antonomasia.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >L'Amour est un tricheur... </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(lo traducimos como "tramposo", vale?)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Yhw3Uq9IKU&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Yhw3Uq9IKU&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-14505307100764450542009-06-26T17:43:00.002-03:002009-06-26T17:48:56.625-03:00Qué carajo estaba pensando?<span style="font-family: verdana;">...cuándo te dije que no?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Qué carajo estaba pensando cuando me fui? Cuándo me levanté de un salto y me marché sin despedirme siquiera?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tu amor crecía dentro mío como un tumor. Ya me devoran los parásitos que dejaron tus besos.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tu amor me desgarra como un demonio.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">"Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">maybe I'll be the special one that doesnt get burned.</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">What the fuck was I thinking?"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZUgFP2LO44&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZUgFP2LO44&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-61131425196549520382009-06-23T21:31:00.003-03:002009-06-23T21:41:00.852-03:00Pourquoi?<span style="font-family:verdana;">M.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">De dónde no te conozco? Si yo nací para nombrarte!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Y cada vez que te ausentas, los acordes de tu mirada siguen sonando, como una melodía inconclusa, como el agua, como vino, como hojas del camino.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sólo tu conoces mi sueño.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4154905&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4154905&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/4154905">Marie-Pierre Arthur: Pourquoi</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/bonsoundmgm">Bonsound</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.</p>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-85160610616421547942009-06-22T09:50:00.002-03:002009-06-22T09:53:38.661-03:00I was alone<span style="font-family:verdana;">F.<br /><br />Cada tanto me pasa.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sin música me mataría cada lunes, me tiraría del balcón, no saldría de la cama.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Voy a saltar por vos, ayer lo hubiera hecho. Hoy lo hice, mañana repito marcha y contramarcha y nos lleno de colores.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6teJi0DfhI&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6teJi0DfhI&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510844157137536996.post-36074264004248070872009-06-19T17:13:00.002-03:002009-06-19T17:17:06.486-03:00Cellos (no celos, cellos!)<span style="font-family: verdana;">La música una.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música toda.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música misma.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música franca.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música puesta.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música música.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música musa.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música orquesta.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música electrónica.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música mecatrónica.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música unida.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La música huida.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lucas.-</span><br /><br /><br /><object style="font-family: verdana;" width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IliwQImJrYE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IliwQImJrYE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Lucas.-http://www.blogger.com/profile/15747568245394699389noreply@blogger.com4