Letra escrita para el tema "Sobre Las Olas" de Juventino Rosas.
Como un latente relámpago
en este crepitar azul
mis pasos encuentran
el límite
solo para evocar tu amparo.
No sé de dónde vengo
no me hace falta
un pasado
es la brisa o eres tú pájaro enardecido
quien me hace ir siempre
cruzando
lejos
la brújula del destino.
Que rían los chapuceros de la felicidad
mientras el fuego de esta luz que baña mi cuerpo
ofrece a los pies del mundo
en un solo lienzo
cielo
mar.
Vallarta eleva sus alas blancas
velero adormecido
ciudad entrampada
entre el fin
y el principio
aurora
o crepúsculo
orilla del oriente o del pacífico
así, como mano tendida
a b i e r t a
al origen de la casa
del espacio
del vacío
donde solo el silencio es canto
y la salida
la puerta
— Martín Almádez.
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Gattaca and Babette's Feast.
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), a Bronze Star, and 2 purple hearts, and was pinned by Nixon and Johnson. He was a tortured POW and escaped from a jungle prison camp after his battalion was captured. Really makes you realize how tough and dedicated these Veterans are. Thanks again to all who have served, so we can be free!Statistics:Posted by Sterling94 — Tue Sep 25, 2018 11:09 am
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https://www.puertovallarta.net/fast_fac ... tino-rosas
Greetings
Mogens
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Like a latent lightning in this blue crackle
my steps find
the limit
just to evoke your protection.
I do not know where I come from
I do not need it
a past
it's the breeze or you're your enraged bird
who always makes me go
crossing
far
the compass of destiny.
Laughing the bunglers of happiness
while the fire of this light that bathes my body
offers at the foot of the world
in a single canvas
heaven
sea.
Vallarta raises its white wings
sleepy sailboat
trapped city
between the end
and the beginning
dawn
or twilight
East or Pacific shore
well, as a stretched hand
open
to the origin of the house
from space
of the vacuum
where only silence is singing
and the output
the door
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He didn't write words to it however others have over the years. The PV malecon seems to have most of the best known words which may've been written by the author, Jose Martin Orozco Almadez, on a plaque now added to the walkway:
Music can be found here:
http://www.folktunefinder.com/tunes/6213
Words:
Como un latente relámpago en este crepitar azul
mis pasos se encuentran solo para evocar tu amparo
no se de donde vengo no me hace falta
es la brisa o es tu pájaro enardecido
quien me hace ir siempre cruzando lejos
la brújula del destino querían los chapuceros de la felicidad
mientras el fuego de esta luz que baña mi cuerpo
ofrece a los pies del mundo en un solo lienzo
Vallarta eleva sus olas blancas
el ero adormecido ciudad entrampada
entre el fin y el principio
aurora u crepúsculo
orilla del oriente o pacifico
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When I attended "the institution of higher education", close to "the boot heel of MissourA", and resided in the dorm complex known as "Towers", there was this creature that played this, same loop format, extremely LOUD......ahahahahaAHAHAHAHAHA. Some of the Resident Advisors who took their roles to too seriously never caught the hacker
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