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5. The telephone moves away the feelings, approaches the restlessness and delays the visits.

6. In order to touch something it is necessary to have hands.

7, Perhaps tapeworm the hard chin like an anvil, the flower returns it smooth like the nectar.

8. The clock wakes up to the damn world clock.

9. If you do not know to walk you do not run, if you do not know to run you will die soon.

10, Divine youth treasure of stupidities. Divine oldness treasure of stupid memories.

11. You do not lament yourself to return, recalls the sight, always there are shades when you go away and light and joy when you return

12. I was never professor of anything, never I knew to explain itself, never I understood everything what they said to me, in the love I never put brake to madness, thanks to that I am happy.

13. I was not able to sell my dream to him and it never waited for the reductions.

14. Where he would be better than lost in a sea of your kisses.

15. The equal mail brings dreams to us that nightmares.

16. There are happy days like in stories of our childhood.

17. Nonseriamos nothing without the friends.

18. The revolt lasts while we eat of our parents.

19. The true paradise not this in the sky, but in the cheek of a free amiga.(versión on an appointment of Gautier)

20. That happiness to see the glad face of our children when we remembered our childhood.

21. We were wanted without jealousy, we accompanied ourselves without questions, we were glad together, we were understood without words, madnesses we made them together, for value his for fear mine, single innocence was hers, the dreams and the ideals mine. Réquiem by a dog.

22. I never close the door, the happiness does not call.

23. The lack committed by your love, would have to pay them in the jail of your arms.

24. The tears make us feel less animals.

25. That happy I was that day that innocence was drawn in its face.

26. For sensations the kisses of the children.

27. That smooth your tears in my nightmares sound to your kisses in my painful memories that.

28, Seville I call to us during 25 years, its streets gave back the memories to us.

29. The kisses enrich to which they receive them without impoverishing to that they give them, single last a moment but its memory is eternal. (Lao Tse/ free version)

30. If these afflicted as as much glad, if today it is Monday tomorrow will be Tuesday or he is not nothing.

31. Hatred and the affection take a walk together.

32. The life of a man turns around its parts, the one of the woman around its pencil of lips.

33. It spoke and it spoke and against but it spoke less understood what spoke but I arrive the day that shouting did not even understand what speaking it tried to explain, this sank to him in a doubt sea which made doubt and doubt him and against but it doubted less spoke and silence I appropriate myself.

34. Now I understand the reason for my solitude nobody understands to me.

35, Invítame to your company, and I will be, he more tripón of your companions at table.

36. In the forgetfulness they were left the pains and by your wanting the haste, in the heart I have the marks of your smiles.

37. It never has more difficulties a heart and tears eyes that when it is loved.

38. There is no worse thing than not to remain in the memory of anybody.

39. There are errors that single are seen with the eyes of envies it.

40. When you put the other cheek that is for another kiss.

41, Love and estomago are united by a heavy thread "I gave paste al dente".

42. It read his writings each morning, it remembered them late each, it dreamed every night.

43. With himself not to adapt me to my body spoils continuously!

44. We discovered our age in the buses.

45. There are times that the joy gets dressed today so that the kisses do it of morning.

46. The mind allows to raise the flight me and to glide like a vulture.

47. The memories us make visible to the eyes of that it wants to us.

48. The arms at night are to you rocking until dejarte slept in any corner.

49. I animate you are not hopeless, the life it is a disease that finishes ahogándote, but also has sweet moments, those strolls by old ways, those sweet kisses of, those caresses in form of letters, written in paper.

50. I found a day, nonmemory where, their joy and dulzura were calling to me, that expression between candy, itched and graceful that to little by little is you captivating. The eyes, always examining, as in an interminable question. The glance to the front, as the vane responds to the wind. The primitive thing observes letter and applied the worldly thing. Little friend of games when you animate them, but eager of jumps and flights, races behind any light, or hiding places, false and graceful, when she requests it. To like it, What more: the caresses. It shows his more tender side when my fingers are entangled with their hair and that to say, of that desire to lie down to my side, stuck to my back, as a wonderful and subtle breath, like a lost memory, as if a Moon brightness one was. (To a soul of seven lives.)

51. I curse my march back, leaving the source of my life, long for the return, to see the pool that I form without but.

52. The man is the only animal that is pleased in the destruction and it is proud of his brutality and like the other animals to fanfarronear of its power.

53. The sky has heard and sweetened Zaragoza to you with a fine sugar layer.

54. Against less air it enters the lungs but candles we must extinguish.

55. A full cake of lights takes you life to a full of colors.

56. A full cake of candles denotes a full life of watches.

57. A birth gave light to the darknesses, simpler others illuminate ours.

58. The people are as the trees need roots, a strong trunk and piston rods that make them last in the time.

59. My intelligence is like the shade that project; dark.

60. The size of the head not this in agreement with intelligence; I learned it when it watches the size of mine.

61. That wise the ear is the nature hardening, does not allow to hear the old thing that we are.

62. In the decline I have the same illusions that teeth.

63. I open the arms for the affection, I close them so that one does not escape to me.

64. Walked friends approach, running not them DAS option.

65. (In the day of your boda)No you request more to him; A smile in the face, the eyes mirándote, the mind in a dream.

66. You do not leave the marriage separates to you of your parents, nobody wants so much to you as they.

67. With facility the marriage unites two bodies, the difficult thing is to synchronize them.

68. The love nonfatigue, in fact I; I do not get tired to watch its eyes, I do not get tired to kiss its lips, do not get tired to embrace it.

69. If the marriage tires to you, ejercítate and improves.

70. The marriage is a bottom race in which the winner would wish to have lost.

71. That woman adored but their flowers were to him aloof, the love was prohibited to him with the Nymphs, in spite of it together saw the fields of Stems bloom, together their silver stream feet bathed or dunked. Their thoughts ran between hidden loves, filled the dreams in glory shows, fighting against unimaginable geniuses that stunned the thoughts to him and tried to erase their dreams. The day arrived in which the cause of its dreams was united to the God Sun, affability to see him its happy love and retirement to that part of the world, that this between earth, sea and celestial ceiling, that allows to see everything what happens and to hear everything what says, from sees there like the Telquines, able to be made rain and snow does not approve the wedding and fills the rivers with waters of the Estige to return it sterile. Rose forgot it, no voice of memory went to the ears of and its face went away saddening like a cypress, the bitterness aposento in its heart and in long nights without Moon it went turning his life; "whatever would give to go of its hand, whatever by a caress hers" cries to him to Jupiter. Without reason it takes to him to take a determination, was sent from the stop of the riscos does not want to live but, while it raises the stop thinks about his loved nymph and doubt, but once in the top, it jumps in search of the death. While this happens, a thought arrives at the mind of Rose, its baths with him in waters of the rivers, before crystalline and with life and now full of toads and serpents of 6 heads, in the fall their arms are become wings and their legs in strong claws, now pens cover their body and a strong tail guides its majestic flight and the hawk "settles on the hand of loved his while it caresses it", Jupiter has heard him - Ideas: Metamorphosis 15 a.C)

72. The man and his persistence in the wars, that damn and voracious idea to make succumb to a resemblance, had made of Push a ferocious able animal of the greater atrocities. Single its name already was feared, any Earth town cried some son by its cause. A small town had not been ultrajado by the hooves of its horse, this idea pushed out of position its jaws and towards vibrating its nasal graves. It reunited all those that as they did not have but memory that hatred and desoyendo to the father of the Gods and the Furies, decide to injuriar their names and to devastate Cercope. The sun had not even entered with its vehicle the way of the following day, when it turns it a cemetery. To the outskirts she inhabited Uxofou with the unjust thing to subsist he and her family, lived to plow señoríos and of her pigs. It is of foot like a poplar, she survives the terror and the scythe and says implorando to his God by his family and the robbed sustenance. The Furies request divine justice and the wrath of the Gods always terrible but straight is noticed little by little in the bodies of the opresores, its noses is flattened, giving a grotesco aspect them, their skin becomes shining, the before long legs and light short and now slow, their bodies in the end are adorned with a graceful waved rabito and by their mouth, single gruñidos leave, while gracefully revuelca by mud. Uxufou already has again work and sustenance.

73. It slept, the eyes closed in shameful dreams, that delights, that joys and that lies, as I like in those cases, that my lips encounter, although am with your cheeks.

74. We left together, we lived the passion, we loved ourselves and now in the final trip it is when we are wanted.

75. You do not let never want to me and I will never want that you leave me.

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