Eres el arroyito que baña mi cabaña,
Eres el negativo de la foto de mi alma,
Eres agua bendita que crece en mi cultivo,
Eres ese rayito que me calienta el nido

Yo sólo quiero ser el dueño de tu amor,
Yo sólo quiero ser el dueño de tu vida,
Para encontrarte y devolverte el corazón
Y me acompañes por el resto de mi vida

Luz y El Blanco

Blanco…como nuestra luna..el blanco transparente y honesto como mis sentimientos por ti..

Blanco:inocencia y pureza, como cuando te decides a amarme y lo haces solo con tu mirada…


El blanco que refleja tu principal cualidad: la bondad,
el blanco de tu alma,
de tu interior,
de la paz que consigo a tu lado..de la perfección de tus creciones artisticas
y el blanco del optimismo que produce el tenerte en mi mente dia y noche.

Strip of me.......

yeah i know who you remind me of
a girl i think i used to know
yeah i'd see her when the days got colder
on those days when it felt like snow

you know i even think that she stared like you
she used to just stand there and stare
and roll her eyes right up to heaven
and make like i just wasn't there

and she used to fall down a lot
that girl was always falling
again and again
and i used to sometimes try to catch her
but never even caught her name

and sometimes we would spend the night
just rolling about on the floor
and i remember even though it felt soft at the time
i always used to wake up sore...

you know i even think that she smiled like you
she used to just stand there and smile
and her eyes would go all sort of far away
and stay like that for quite a while

and i remember she used to fall down a lot
that girl was always falling
again and again
and i used to sometimes try to catch her
but never even caught her name

yes i sometimes even tried to catch her
but never even caught her name

Mini Me....

La Playa here I come......

Ella...ella es como el aire
necesario pa’ respirar
pero se te escapa
cuando to lo abrazas, ella

Ella..ella es como el agua
Como el agua para beber
Y es también la causa
De esta sed extraña, ella

Ella…ella es como el viento
Ella es del mismo material
Del que son mis sueños

Pero yo, yo no me despierto

Ahhh yes its my time again, free ....Three picks for listening this weekend...

Maria Teresa Vera Eso No Es Na', Adriana Varla Afiche and Julieta Venegas Eres Para Mi



Mala mala mala!




Cruel en el cartel,

la propaganda manda cruel en el cartel.

Y en el fetiche de un afiche de papel

se vende la ilusion, se rifa el corazón.

Rum, blow, papaya and blood....

I'm really enjoying this book at the moment - My Colombian Death. Maybe "enjoy" is not really the right word. I feel very unsettled each time I read it but keep going back to it. It has made me think how grateful I am for my home,my freedom, my country - its peace - things which most of us take for granted.

Kidnappings, car bombs, cocaine, paramilitaries, bullfights, the Amazon and madness. Welcome to Colombia, where life is cheap and so are the drugs.

In 2006, Matt Thompson travelled to Colombia in search of the life he might have led. Born to American parents, Matt's father was offered a post which would have taken the family to Bogota, but he turned it down because it was too high risk. Instead they came to Australia – low-risk, even paradisaic – and the land that nearly drove Matt to a slow death from boredom.

One day he quits his job, picks up his bag and decides to go experience life in the country that's not only the most dangerous in South America, but possibly the world. This is the story of what happened next.

The 35-year-old writer deliberately sought out dangerous scenarios as a strange form of personal quest. He'd worked unhappily as a journalist for the Sydney Morning Herald, describing himself as a "hair-pulling, stressed-out lunatic with a bad back". Bored by his daily routine, Thompson craved action so urgently that he left for Colombia just one month after the birth of his first child. "I felt like I could live my whole life without ever knowing whether I could trust my instincts," he explains.

"In Australia you get carried along by a decent economy, decent social services, law and order - it's such a stable country. I wanted to spend time somewhere where the consequences of a mistake were extremely serious. I wanted to see whether I could handle the intensity and to see whether I was up for it."

Other books to along the same line Marching Powder, In Memory of Pablo Escobar and watching Blow well of course Senor Depp and Pene Cruz - cmon! and more recently Maria Full of Grace.