El escocés errante en Fuerteventura y La Palma, en inglés y español.
Sunday, October 31
Saturday, October 30
Friday, October 29
Thursday, October 28
Wednesday, October 27
gracias a Mai, Kim y Gabriel García Márquez.
Donde está,
Mi corazón donde se ha ido a derrumbar,
Mi corazón que alguien lo busque para mí,
Donde está, que esta noche no duerme contigo.
Tuesday, October 26
Monday, October 25
Sunday, October 24
Saturday, October 23
Friday, October 22
Tuesday, October 19
Sunday, October 17
¿qué estar solo es mejor?
Yo le pregunte al pastor del amor
y el me dijo que se lo entregara a Dios.
Que no me sintiera solo
que estar solo era mejor que vivir de una ilusion
y el me dijo que se lo entregara a Dios.
Que no me sintiera solo
que estar solo era mejor que vivir de una ilusion
Saturday, October 16
Thursday, October 14
Tuesday, October 12
waiting....esperando....
I fingered the soft underbelly of temptation, prodding recent scars, their badly managed story yet to properly heal, stitches wafting in the anti meridian breeze….as the scene unfolded.
Life around the chapel square, or if you will, Plaza de la Iglesia, was a curious parody. A Venezuelan friend once remarked it was the only chapel he knew with a bar in its grounds..thus sharing the same space there were quinto drinkers and Christian thinkers…
The Christians were out numbered, and like the amphitheatre of old, they had no chance.
The square filled as the allotted hour came…and went; clearly we were on Fuerteventura time. An Ayuntamiento man distributed straw hats; the mayor appeared grinning almost as much as his consort, flash guns capturing a brillo smile, or was that manufactured sincerity?
to be continued...
Sunday, October 10
Friday, October 8
Wednesday, October 6
Clau..............
my song is love
you don´t have to be alone....
you don´t have to be on your own....
you don´t have to be alone....
you don´t have to be on your own....
Tuesday, October 5
Sunday, October 3
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