Be. That´s all. Just be
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Time goes fast / Tid gor fort
Sunday, August 21, 2011
It´s a wonderful life
Italy, France, Germany, Japan, Thailand, USA, Canada, Dominican Republic, Costa Rica, Brasil, Venezuela, Chile, Argentina, Australia, New Zealand, Turkey and Spain.
We got to know a new culture, a new way of life.
Life is LOVE


I´ve lived a year of unforgettables moments, but they were not as the people talk about, you can only feel it. Words cant describe how awesome It was.





The final camp, when the beginning and the end get together, when the end implied something new and between the two, life flowed.







Do you feel magic?
Monday, March 21, 2011
Världspoesidagen 2011.
Vida
La tarde caía,
de noche se hacía,
el sol se despedía,
parecía el fin.
Aún siento melancolía,
al recordar aquel día,
amor mío,
en que te conocí.
Girasol buscaba al sol.
Yo te buscaba a ti.
Un nuevo sentimiento despertó.
Junto a una encina te vi.
Cruce de miradas,
reflejo de inocencia.
Silencio oportuno,
sensación de vivir.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Nous Deux
- What is it?
- I want you to listen to me.
- Why?
- Because! ...Théo
- Hm?
- I love you.
- Yeah me, I love you too.
- You love me too.. are you listening to me?..this.. this is forever.. right?
- What is forever?
- The two of us.. isn't it?
- Why, because Matthew said this?
- What did Matthew say?
- That we're monsters.
- I only want you to say that it's forever.. it's forever..
- Isa.. we'll talk about it tomorrow, okay? I promise.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
creo que fue una medicina horrible, pero supongo que el paciente la necesitaba
Saturday, January 22, 2011
No te rindas / Don´t give up
Don't give up, you still have time
to reach up and start anew,
Accept your shadows,
Bury your fears,
Free your burdens,
Fly again.
Don't give up, that's what life is
Continue the journey,
Follow your dreams,
Unstuck time,
Move the rubble,
And uncover the sky.
Don't give up, please don't give way,
Even if the cold burns,
Even if fear bites,
Even if the sun sets,
And the wind goes silent,
There is still fire in your soul
There is still life in your dreams.
Because life is yours and yours is the desire
Because you have loved it and because I love you
Because wine exists and love is true.
Because there are no wounds that time doesn't cure.
To open the doors,
Take away the locks,
Abandon the walls that have protected you,
To live life and accept the challenge
Get back laughter,
Practice a song,
Lower the guard and extend the hands
Open the wings
And try again,
Celebrate life and take back the skies.
Don't give up, please don't give way,
Even if the cold burns,
Even if fear bites,
Even if the sun sets,
And the wind goes silent,
There is still fire in your soul
There is still life in your dreams.
Because every day is a new beginning,
Because this is the hour and the best moment.
Because you are not alone, because I love you.
No te rindas, aún estás a tiempo
De alcanzar y comenzar de nuevo,
Aceptar tus sombras,
Enterrar tus miedos,
Liberar el lastre,
Retomar el vuelo.
No te rindas que la vida es eso,
Continuar el viaje,
Perseguir tus sueños,
Destrabar el tiempo,
Correr los escombros,
Y destapar el cielo.
No te rindas, por favor no cedas,
Aunque el frío queme,
Aunque el miedo muerda,
Aunque el sol se esconda,
Y se calle el viento,
Aún hay fuego en tu alma
Aún hay vida en tus sueños.
Porque la vida es tuya y tuyo también el deseo
Porque lo has querido y porque te quiero
Porque existe el vino y el amor, es cierto.
Porque no hay heridas que no cure el tiempo.
Abrir las puertas,
Quitar los cerrojos,
Abandonar las murallas que te protegieron,
Vivir la vida y aceptar el reto,
Recuperar la risa,
Ensayar un canto,
Bajar la guardia y extender las manos
Desplegar las alas
E intentar de nuevo,
Celebrar la vida y retomar los cielos.
No te rindas, por favor no cedas,
Aunque el frío queme,
Aunque el miedo muerda,
Aunque el sol se ponga y se calle el viento,
Aún hay fuego en tu alma,
Aún hay vida en tus sueños
Porque cada día es un comienzo nuevo,
Porque esta es la hora y el mejor momento.
Porque no estás solo, porque yo te quiero.
Mario Benedetti.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Sweden
Somewhere cold and caked in snow
And the world feels like graves of dirt
Just close your eyes until
You can imagine this place





