Thursday, November 23, 2006

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Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Sesame Street - Jazz Spies - Number 6 (1969)

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Sesame Street - Jazz Spies - Number 6 (1969)



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Sein-Imation: Pinky Toes Wild Ride

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Thursday, November 09, 2006

i should have known better

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I should have known better with a girl like you
That I would love everything that you do
And I do, hey hey hey, and I do

Whoa, whoa, I
never realized what I kiss could be
this could only happen to me
Can't you see, can't you see

That when I tell you that I love you, oh
You're gonna say you love me too, hoo, hoo, hoo, oh
And when I ask you to be mine
You're gonna say you love me too

So, oh I never realized what I kiss could be
this could only happen to me
Can't you see, can't you see

That when I tell you that I love you, oh
You're gonna say you love me too, hoo, hoo, hoo, oh
And when I ask you to be mine
You're gonna say you love me too

Whoa whoa I never realized what I kiss could be
this could only happen to me
Can't you see, can't you see

That when I tell you that I love you, oh
You're gonna say you love me too, hoo, hoo, hoo, oh
And when I ask you to be mine
You're gonna say you love me too
You love me too
you love me too


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Monday, November 06, 2006

Les Silhouettes

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The sea is flecked with bars of grey,
The dull dead wind is out of tune,
And like a withered leaf the moon
Is blown across the stormy bay.

Etched clear upon the pallid sand
Lies the black boat: a sailor boy
Clambers aboard in careless joy
With laughing face and gleaming hand.

And overhead the curlews cry,
Where through the dusky upland grass
The young brown-throated reapers pass,
Like silhouettes against the sky.

Oscar Wilde

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Oscar Wilde
(1854-1900)

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Friday, November 03, 2006

Blowin' In The wind

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Yes, and how many times
must a man look up
before he can see the sky?

Yes, and how many ears
must one man have
before he can hear people cry?

Yes, and how many
deaths will it take till he knows
that too many people have died?

The answer, my friend,
is blowin' in the wind,
the answer is blowin' in the wind

Sí, ¿y cuántas veces
tiene que mirar un hombre hacia arriba
para poder ver el cielo?

Sí, ¿y cuántos oídos
tiene que tener un hombre
para poder escuchar a la gente llorar?

Sí, ¿y cuántas
muertes tendrán lugar hasta que sepa
que ha muerto demasiada gente?

La respuesta, mi amigo,
está soplando en el viento,
la respuesta está soplando en el viento

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