Hallya Zwe

Suspiraban lo mismo los dos y hoy son parte de una lluvia lejos no te confundas no sirve el rencor son espasmos después del adiós Ponés canciones tristes para sentirte mejor tu esencia es más visible, Del mismo dolor vendrá un nuevo amanecer. uuuuh Tal vez colmaban la necesidad pero hay vacíos que no pueden llenar no conocían la profundidad hasta que un día no dio para más Quedabas esperando ecos que no volverán flotando entre rechazos del mismo dolor vendrá un nuevo amanecer. uuuuh Separarse de la especie por algo superior no es soberbia es amor no es soberbia es amor Poder decir adiós es crecer uuuuh Gustavo Cerati ... Te Amo Cerati me has dado bastante (: vuelve o vuela pero tienes que ser libre pronto

The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind and another. his mother called him “WILD THING!” and Max said “I’LL EAT YOU UP!” so he was sent to bed without eating anything. That very night in Max’s room a forest grew and grew- and grew until his ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around and an ocean tumbled by with a private boat for Max and he sailed off through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are. And when he came to the place where the wild things are they roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws - till Max said “BE STILL!” and tamed them with a magic trick of staring into their yellow eyes without blinking once and they were frightened and called him the most wild thing of all and made him king of all wild things. “And now,” cried Max, “let the wild rumpus start!” “Now stop!” Max said and sent the wild thi