Depende del caso yo también me resisto a que me caigan marrones. A veces los busco, lo confieso! Me divierte solucionar temas. Pero está claro que está es una con la que pocos quieren bailar.
Cataluña se merece una decisión coherente. Sea de quien sea. Pero YA.
Tal como Miquel Roca i Junyent dijo y seguramente otros creadores de la constitución y del TC dirían bajo la pregunta de cómo se sentiría Jordi Solé Tura en esta situación: “Tan decepcionado como yo.”
A veces necesitamos algo especial para empezar el día. Alguien que nos saluda, una sonrisa, un abrazo, un beso, una noticia, una canción… Algo que nos active más allá de lo que consigue el despertador o un chorro de agua.
Buenos días!!
New Slang – The Shins (lyrics, letras)
Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
Only, i don’t know how they got out, dear.
Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
I was happier then with no mind-set.
And if you’d ‘a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i’d ‘a jumped from my tree
And i’d a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ‘a fared well.
New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
Hope it’s right when you die, old and bony.
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head’s to the wall and i’m lonely.
And if you’d ‘a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i’d ‘a jumped from my tree
And i’d a danced like the kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ‘a fared well.
God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
And bleed into their buns ’till they melt away.
I’m looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
And if you’d ‘a took to me like
Well i’d a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would ‘a fared well.
