tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59500988177335733882011-04-21T11:06:05.501-07:00El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.comBlogger371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-6182017063048957042008-11-03T18:07:00.000-08:002008-11-03T18:07:00.899-08:00<a href="http://www.pagina12.com.ar/2001/suple/Radar/01-03/01-03-11/pagina3.htm">Página/12 - Suplemento RADAR - Buenos Aires</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-618201706304895704?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-763225136009364682008-10-09T20:27:00.000-07:002008-10-09T20:27:01.131-07:00<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pFmYIFk5i1Q">YouTube - The Last Laugh - Crisis Subprime - Subtitulos Castellano</a><br />la crisis, meditaciones de alejo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-76322513600936468?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-79727102946892271122008-09-07T06:15:00.000-07:002008-09-07T06:18:36.830-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SMPUmwXv-iI/AAAAAAAACEk/bCzytWZjKRo/s1600-h/MF4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243268153474021922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SMPUmwXv-iI/AAAAAAAACEk/bCzytWZjKRo/s200/MF4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/elhadadelosfrutos">YouTube - elhadadelosfrutos's Channel</a><br /><br />mi música clasico y moderno o sólo rock</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-7972710294689227112?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-40976926415510385692008-08-26T17:04:00.000-07:002008-08-26T17:06:34.316-07:00<a href="http://www.cordoba.net/nota.asp?nota_id=234388">Inconsciente colectivo cordoba.net El mayor portal de cine, televisión, música, noche y turismo de Córdoba.</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xX1TtmpaGE">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xX1TtmpaGE</a><br />Charly García - Inconsciente colectivo<br />pequeño aporte a la recuperación<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-4097692641551038569?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-90408185603466298022008-08-24T18:48:00.000-07:002008-08-24T18:50:38.441-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SLIPw_GC54I/AAAAAAAAAHo/PrKMnxg3yJ8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238266650830235522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SLIPw_GC54I/AAAAAAAAAHo/PrKMnxg3yJ8/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=81NF0YeSNig&amp;feature=related">YouTube - Andrés Calamaro - Estadio Azteca (directo Ratones Coloraos)</a><br />47 años...buen número Andres.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-9040818560346629802?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-18748825163119184152008-08-09T16:00:00.000-07:002008-08-09T16:14:07.074-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SJ4knYL4GbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Pb6SR0AwI9E/s1600-h/junio+08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660075976858034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SJ4knYL4GbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Pb6SR0AwI9E/s200/junio+08.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Tiene certeros ojosque miran y me juzganmanos </div><br /><div>que me acaricianpara dejarme sola.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-1874882516311918415?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-55720950334792319022008-08-02T09:04:00.000-07:002008-08-02T09:05:57.685-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SJSF26a6E0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/UvW04VU8uKI/s1600-h/MV5BMTcyMzcwOTUwMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMTI3OTM2__V1__CR0,0,281,281_SS80_.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229952245725532994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SJSF26a6E0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/UvW04VU8uKI/s200/MV5BMTcyMzcwOTUwMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMTI3OTM2__V1__CR0,0,281,281_SS80_.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oqs_0SBbPD0">YouTube - tv series the invaders</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-5572095033479231902?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-83828366175645026212008-07-15T15:00:00.000-07:002008-07-15T15:00:56.850-07:00<a href="http://www.cordoba.net/nota.asp?nota_id=222027">Las celebridades no son perfectas cordoba.net El mayor portal de cine, televisión, música, noche y turismo de Córdoba.</a><br />motivo de felicidad!!<br />para caro<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-8382836617564502621?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-76669438629914193072008-07-12T12:23:00.001-07:002008-07-12T12:23:26.351-07:00<a href="http://jorgetv2.blogspot.com/">http://jorgetv2.blogspot.com/</a><br />recomendado<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-7666943862991419307?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-78816952549745973442008-07-12T10:55:00.000-07:002008-07-12T10:56:29.979-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SHjwQf6kFkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DrtisiTmlZI/s1600-h/IMG_5593.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222187934171797058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SHjwQf6kFkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DrtisiTmlZI/s200/IMG_5593.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=3O4HOMPD-1E&amp;feature=related">YouTube - Dream Theater - Master of Puppets (Live)</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-7881695254974597344?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-20551541189686647722008-07-08T10:03:00.000-07:002008-07-08T10:03:37.714-07:00<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RfZfbjaj9xA">YouTube - Peter Capusotto - Bombita Rodriguez - 07/07/08</a><br />el picnic de los montoneros<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-2055154118968664772?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-56026944098713308292008-07-08T06:20:00.000-07:002008-07-08T06:20:50.450-07:00<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9LlnLTH87U">YouTube - Ya no sé qué hacer conmigo</a><br /><br />resumen antes del cumpleaño<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-5602694409871330829?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-79330189798967654142008-07-06T18:46:00.000-07:002008-07-06T18:52:56.605-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SHF26QM04RI/AAAAAAAAAGs/X5BRMb2SGEI/s1600-h/medicos+comunitarios+2008+102.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220084186252370194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SHF26QM04RI/AAAAAAAAAGs/X5BRMb2SGEI/s200/medicos+comunitarios+2008+102.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br />Me hubiera gustado ir con la manada.</div><br /><div>No ser oveja alada</div><br /><div>bajar la cabeza; seguir a las otras.</div><br /><div>Hacerme pullovers de blancos vellones.</div><br /><div>Me hubiera gustado esconder mis ganas</div><br /><div>dejarme esquilar por la mejor paga.</div><br /><div>Pero soy de esas que buscan carneros,</div><br /><div>la muerden los perros</div><br /><div>son blancos de presa,</div><br /><div>se mete en problemas.</div><br /><div>Yo no sé qué cosa se me hace difícil</div><br /><div>preguntarme siempre: </div><br /><div>¿Yo, por qué lo hice?</div><br /><div>Ahora en verano, parezco desnuda</div><br /><div>y en mi carne dura</div><br /><div>se notan las huellas.</div><br /><div>Vos sabés qué pasa... yo no soy oveja.</div><br /><div>Soy loba mal hecha.No hubo manada</div><br /><div>y ahora sin nadame muerdo las patas.</div><br /><div>No sé si mi casa será establo o cueva;</div><br /><div>si aullar en la arenao balar con todas.</div><br /><div>No sé de qué modo no quedarme sola.</div><br /><div>¡Venite a mi lado, juntate conmigo</div><br /><div>hacete mi amigo!¡Yo sí sé quererte!</div><br /><div>O deseame suerte</div><br /><div>voy al matadero en vuelo seguro.</div><br /><div>¡Sacate la ropa y abrigame un poco!</div><br /><div>Te juro, che loco, que me voy de una.</div><br /><div>Mis genes mal hechos </div><br /><div>ya se hicieron otra. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-7933018979896765414?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-38455839363527928792008-07-06T18:30:00.000-07:002008-07-06T18:34:03.306-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SHFygVWtQFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/m-B4P95NKvI/s1600-h/8509521716.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220079342912880722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SHFygVWtQFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/m-B4P95NKvI/s320/8509521716.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br />Los sacramentos profanos</div><br /><div>dichos en silencio</div><br /><div>ante todos por nada</div><br /><div>con las sábanas húmedasde tanto extrañarte.</div><br /><div>Y los ojos cerradoscon los que te veo.</div><br /><div>Para garantizarteque no soy de nadie</div><br /><div>pero estoy por siempre.</div><br /><div>Mi cuerpo, mi alma y mi espíritu</div><br /><div>comulgando en pecado.</div><br /><div>Yo te ofrezco esta noche: </div><br /><div>El fracaso perpetuo </div><br /><div>de poder atraparme. </div><br /><div>Darte lo que no tengo. </div><br /><div>Sacrificarme en nada. </div><br /><div>Nunca tocar la tierra. </div><br /><div>Compartir la locura. </div><br /><div>Fragmentarte en pedazos. </div><br /><div>Guardarte mil secretos. </div><br /><div>En la salud y la riqueza </div><br /><div>cada uno en su espacio. </div><br /><div>Serte implacable. </div><br /><div>Reclamarte por todo. </div><br /><div>Empujarte al abismo. </div><br /><div>Cambiar y sorprenderte. </div><br /><div>Que estalles en mi cuerpo </div><br /><div>el desconcierto mutuo, </div><br /><div>el infierno y el cielo. </div><br /><div>Un proyecto sin metas. </div><br /><div>La libertad de ser ante mis ojos </div><br /><div>y el templo de mi cuerpo </div><br /><div>para que te arrodilles </div><br /><div>en mis aguas benditas. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-3845583936352792879?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-23752647738908703302008-07-06T18:22:00.000-07:002008-07-06T18:29:47.611-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SHFxg1sBeEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CUmu8bB7Qvw/s1600-h/Doves_by_blackeri.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220078252080592962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SHFxg1sBeEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CUmu8bB7Qvw/s320/Doves_by_blackeri.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br />Detalles<br /><br />Mi mano que se demora al abrir la puerta. Mis lentos pasos de autómata inconsciente. Los ojos que pierden la mirada y se escabullen en anónimas botellas alineadas.<br />El círculo que define la mesa y el pequeño círculo de la taza humeante donde revolveré mi angustia hasta que enfríe la emoción del encuentro que he deseado.<br />Imagino mil formas y las niego. Mi sangre que recorre la derrota o el rubor de dos bocas que se miran vaciarse en las palabras.<br />Cada uno de mis míseros detalles serán recubiertos por tus sueños, como quien recobra un objeto perdido que amaba tanto y le parecía ajeno.<br />Ya lo sé. Todo lo que diga será como una trampa y quizás no explique nada; lo que siento destruye las palabras y las vuelve pesadas como piedras.<br />Puedo caminar casi sin tocar el suelo, salirme a cada rato de la escena para reencontrarte en el justo papel de la inocencia.<br />Será lo que el abismo determine con el puente infinito de tus ganas. Quizás los necios juzguen como pasión lo que es incomprensible. Yo prefiero sentirme pecadora si mi alma se dilata al verte.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-2375264773890870330?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-48014985612862645672008-06-24T17:16:00.000-07:002008-06-24T17:17:48.285-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SGGOnB8CxCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CHHR3GFVKu8/s1600-h/medicos+comunitarios+2008+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215606644658062370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SGGOnB8CxCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CHHR3GFVKu8/s320/medicos+comunitarios+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKBwku-PsPY">YouTube - camel - stationary traveller</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-4801498561286264567?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-81954065091741735052008-06-24T16:52:00.000-07:002008-06-24T16:54:09.928-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SGGJF4hvmVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GUkuDHw1aRo/s1600-h/recoleta15.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215600577638013266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SGGJF4hvmVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GUkuDHw1aRo/s320/recoleta15.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X7tx2_mS1cQ&amp;amp;feature=related">YouTube - Pendragon - Fallen Dreams And Angels</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-8195406509174173505?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-28200346359690376342008-06-24T16:48:00.000-07:002008-06-24T16:50:13.693-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SGGIKszRIpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sUTbRZZeLmM/s1600-h/Fotos+Varias+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215599560878006930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SGGIKszRIpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sUTbRZZeLmM/s320/Fotos+Varias+029.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIPrJmzG7Ss&amp;amp;feature=related">YouTube - Marillion - Sugar Mice</a></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-2820034635969037634?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-88968593058979401282008-06-21T07:16:00.000-07:002008-06-21T07:18:03.725-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SF0NlEx4NYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NX5XP37u9x4/s1600-h/81995.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214338874154169730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SF0NlEx4NYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NX5XP37u9x4/s320/81995.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QjazA_Vg3uQ">YouTube - Supertramp - Fool's Overture (live Toronto)</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-8896859305897940128?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-19099621381041759052008-06-14T11:35:00.000-07:002008-06-14T11:44:08.805-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SFQRb4HC_RI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bjXwf_MmNs4/s1600-h/Rayos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211809839390588178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SFQRb4HC_RI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bjXwf_MmNs4/s320/Rayos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZ1BsCqDd_E">YouTube - Sono Qui per l'Amore - Luciano Ligabue</a></div><br /><div>Luciano Ligabue - Sono Qui Per L'Amore</div><br /><div><br />Sono qui per l’amore, per le facce curiose che fa Per la coda alla cassa, con il saldo più o meno a metà, per le gabbie di carta, per la chiave scordata in cantina, per il giro del sangue e per quello del vino. </div><br /><div><br />Sono qui per l’amore, per difendere quello che so per le rampe di lancio, e lo sporco che riga gli oblò che nel lancio ci siamo, e la torre controllo lontana, con il brico sul fuoco e la fiamma puttana.</div><br /><div><br />Con tutto il sangue andato a male, e poi di colpo questo andarsi bene, un solo sole che forse basterà. Con tutto il sangue andato a male, e poi di colpo questo andare insieme, in una vita che forse basterà. Questo andarsi bene qua….. </div><br /><div><br />Sono qui per l’amore, e per tutto il rumore che vuoi E i brandelli di cielo che dipendono solo da noi, per quel po’ di sollievo che ti strappano dall’ombelico, per gli occhiali buttati, per l’orgoglio spedito, con la sponda di ghiaia che alla prima alluvione va giù.. ed un nome e cognome che comunque resiste di più. </div><br /><div><br />Sono qui per l’amore per riempire col secchio il tuo male, con la barca di carta, che non vuole affondare. </div><br /><div><br />Con tutto il sangue andato a male, e poi di colpo questo andarsi bene, un solo sole che forse basterà. </div><br /><div>Con tutto il sangue andato a male, e poi di colpo questo andare insieme, in una vita che forse basterà. Questo andarsi bene qua….. </div><br /><div><br />Sono qui per l’amore, per le facce curiose che fa Per le giostre sfinite che son sempre più fuori città, stabiliamo per sempre le corsie che ci mandano avanti, e prendiamo le multe tutti belli e cantanti</div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-1909962138104175905?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-87909036958736118122008-06-13T12:38:00.000-07:002008-06-13T12:42:22.171-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SFLNWbGoeII/AAAAAAAAAFs/JYfj6v6CbCY/s1600-h/La+Cumbre+2006+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211453503937476738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SFLNWbGoeII/AAAAAAAAAFs/JYfj6v6CbCY/s320/La+Cumbre+2006+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAPpSQJIoEg&amp;amp;feature=related">YouTube - Todd Rundgren　-　Influenza</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-8790903695873611812?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-49382878734623821022008-06-13T12:30:00.000-07:002008-06-13T12:34:05.348-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SFLLnK52spI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W1eRviCAQ8I/s1600-h/Ecuador+(119).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211451592623436434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SFLLnK52spI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W1eRviCAQ8I/s320/Ecuador+(119).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lED7rpQo32I&amp;amp;feature=related">YouTube - influencia</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-4938287873462382102?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-50283983149250043562008-06-10T21:00:00.000-07:002008-06-10T21:02:14.573-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SE9OPMVXxhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IDWgqhxbTOo/s1600-h/rally2005+(1).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210469316806821394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SE9OPMVXxhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IDWgqhxbTOo/s320/rally2005+(1).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7UihpDKY0C8">YouTube - Spandau Ballet - A traves de las barricadas-(By Maverickano)</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-5028398314925004356?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-23125464539250265262008-06-04T18:50:00.000-07:002008-06-04T18:52:36.524-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SEdG2BBb4iI/AAAAAAAAAEw/N4dfaU_tVKU/s1600-h/hada-10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208209387878605346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SEdG2BBb4iI/AAAAAAAAAEw/N4dfaU_tVKU/s320/hada-10.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_lwocmL9dQ&amp;feature=related">YouTube - Eruption Guitar Solo--Eddie Van Halen</a><br />algo para escuchar...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-2312546453925026526?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-30752909945340024682008-06-03T14:47:00.000-07:002008-06-03T14:52:50.114-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SEW9Gj87-iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cRIGZ2mV6e8/s1600-h/hand4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207776464551541282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SEW9Gj87-iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cRIGZ2mV6e8/s320/hand4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>UN AMOR MAS ALLÁ DEL AMOR...<br /></div><br /><div>Un amor más allá del amor, </div><br /><div>por encima del rito del vínculo,</div><br /><div>más allá del juego siniestro de la soledad y de la compañía. </div><br /><div>Un amor que no necesite regreso,</div><br /><div>pero tampoco partida. </div><br /><div>Un amor no sometido a los fogonazos de ir y de volver, </div><br /><div>de estar despiertos o dormidos,</div><br /><div>de llamar o callar. </div><br /><div>Un amor para estar juntos o para no estarlo</div><br /><div>pero también para todas las posiciones intermedias.</div><br /><div>Un amor como abrir los ojos. </div><br /><div>Y quizá también como cerrarlos. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-3075290994534002468?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-43145459093453865242008-05-26T21:06:00.000-07:002008-05-26T21:13:00.975-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SDuJnllWBHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0VqMWvx6cWc/s1600-h/81993.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204905107553387634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SDuJnllWBHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0VqMWvx6cWc/s200/81993.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>un muro el</div><div>ella otro</div><div>la culpa</div><div>el cemento </div><div>que los ata</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-4314545909345386524?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-12804501914164328112008-04-27T15:31:00.000-07:002008-04-27T15:35:15.150-07:00POEMA 5 DE "XENIA" II<br />Del brazo tuyo he bajado por lo menos un millón de escaleras,<br />y ahora que no estás cada escalón es un vacío.<br />También así de breve fue nuestro largo viaje.<br />El mío aún continúa, más ya no necesito<br />los trasbordos, los asientos reservados,<br />las trampas, los oprobios de quien creeque lo que vemos es la realidad.<br /><br />He bajado millones de escaleras dándote el brazo<br />y no porque cuatro ojos puedan ver más que dos.<br />Contigo las bajé porque sabía que de ambos<br />las únicas pupilas verdaderas,<br />aunque muy empañadaseran las tuyas.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-1280450191416432811?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-21223821116843192852008-04-21T16:44:00.000-07:002008-04-21T16:52:30.667-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SA0otLY-qAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZNPULwuxWew/s1600-h/autumn_whispers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191850702044833794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SA0otLY-qAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZNPULwuxWew/s200/autumn_whispers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Yo dormía entre cuerdas de metal<br />y soñaba ser como Hendrix.<br />Subido a un taburete<br />movía las caderas.<br /><br />Seantado en la terraza<br />que está sobre mi cuarto,<br />se pasarn las horas<br />y los sueños.<br /><br />Ahora vendo<br />mis viejos discos en la feria.<br />Y sueño, que mi nombre vive en ellos.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-2122382111684319285?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-17528763410976859112008-04-20T21:03:00.000-07:002008-04-20T21:09:47.958-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAwTd1QkUzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/llYdg_pOaVg/s1600-h/i-08-"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191545873685041970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAwTd1QkUzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/llYdg_pOaVg/s320/i-08-%27smoke%27.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Hermana gemela</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ha puesto clavos de punta,</div><br /><div>ha minado el ingreso, </div><br /><div>para que sólo quede </div><br /><div>el rectángulo de su cama,</div><br /><div>donde acuna su miedo.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Oh melancolía espesa</div><br /><div>donde los sueños se tejen espiralados</div><br /><div>para que la red tenga</div><br /><div>más huecos que nudos</div><br /><div>y las noches permanezcan opacas.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Los hoambres pasan</div><br /><div>y la angustia queda.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Debajo de las uñas,</div><br /><div>detras de cicatrices.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Como una hermana gemela.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-1752876341097685911?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-32731601784574867052008-04-20T20:52:00.000-07:002008-04-20T20:57:36.199-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAwQiFQkUyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wqZL8MvQ0bQ/s1600-h/g6240_b~Fruta-Posters.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191542648164602658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAwQiFQkUyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wqZL8MvQ0bQ/s320/g6240_b~Fruta-Posters.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>No es agua ni arena la orilla del mar<br />Es dentro de mí que lo siento.<br />Muerte sin fin<br />Que agua tan agua</div><br /><p> </p><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-3273160178457486705?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-49639944941263249272008-04-19T19:56:00.000-07:002008-04-19T19:57:40.985-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAqxGVQkUxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gppC_-LQFeY/s1600-h/spg245_b~Frutas-de-temporada-verano-Posters.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191156242841883410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAqxGVQkUxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gppC_-LQFeY/s320/spg245_b~Frutas-de-temporada-verano-Posters.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-4963994494126324927?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-78747609206161140882008-04-18T14:22:00.000-07:002008-04-18T14:23:54.947-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-7874760920616114088?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-915961310757544842008-04-18T14:17:00.000-07:002008-04-18T14:20:00.445-07:00La terraza: jardin Zen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-91596131075754484?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-47461277622629959052008-04-17T17:30:00.000-07:002008-04-17T17:41:24.794-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAfuAOTqIhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rFcfslLj2bA/s1600-h/08-ishiki.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190378783175746066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAfuAOTqIhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rFcfslLj2bA/s320/08-ishiki.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">No soy nada.</div><br /><div align="justify">Nunca seré nada.</div><br /><div align="justify">No puedo querer ser nada.</div><br /><div align="justify">Fuera de eso, tengo en mí todos los sueños del mundo.</div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">Fernando Pessoa</div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify"><a href="http://www.foro-cualquiera.com/literatura/12272-tabaqueria-fernando-pessoa.html">http://www.foro-cualquiera.com/literatura/12272-tabaqueria-fernando-pessoa.html</a></div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-4746127762262995905?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-15791668654445141102008-04-16T15:07:00.000-07:002008-04-16T15:14:02.180-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAZ5ZeTqIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/h6FPev6IxuQ/s1600-h/2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189969099130282498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PZR-jn2v8oo/SAZ5ZeTqIgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/h6FPev6IxuQ/s200/2.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />Cae la red en silencio<br />Teje paciente<br />Sus prisioneros.<br /><br /><a href="http://poesiabonsai.blogspot.com/">http://poesiabonsai.blogspot.com/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-1579166865444514110?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-25289523682096287032008-04-16T15:00:00.000-07:002008-04-16T15:06:26.958-07:00Quién sabe si la luna<br />no es un globo, que viene de una hermosa ciudad<br />en el cielo, lleno de gente linda<br />Y si tú y yo pudiéramos entrar en él, si ellos<br />nos admitieran a mí y a tí en su globo<br />entonces<br />ascenderíamos con toda esa gente linda<br />más alto que las casas, los campanarios y las nubes<br />Y bogaríamos y bogaríamos lejos, muy lejos<br />hacia una hermosa ciudad que nadie ha visitado jamás,<br />donde siempre es Primavera<br />y todo el mundo está enamorado<br />y las flores se cortan ellas mismas...<br /><br /><br />who knows if the moon´s<br />a balloon, coming out of a keen city<br />in the sky -filled with pretty people?<br />(and if you and i should<br /><br />get into it, if they<br />should take me and take you into their balloon,<br />why then<br />we'd go up higher with all the pretty people<br /><br />than houses and steeples and clouds:<br />go sailing<br />away and away sailing into a keen<br />city which nobody's ever visited, where<br /><br />always<br /> it's<br /> Spring and everyone's<br />in love and flowers pick themselves<br /><br /><br /><br />E.E.CUMMINGS<br />En Época de Lilas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-2528952368209628703?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950098817733573388.post-8838968198189730882008-04-12T16:40:00.000-07:002008-04-12T16:41:08.935-07:00hola a todos!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5950098817733573388-883896819818973088?l=elhadadelosfrutos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Hadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652469811036179710noreply@blogger.com0