mariel1958
- Name: mariel
- Age: 50
- Gender: Female
- Location: Santa Fe OO AR
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Who I am
I live in Argentina, and I do not understand the English, (use a translator).
I am widow, and, I have three children: Jose ( 17 years old), Matias (7 years old), and, Martin (5 years old).
I also have two pets; one cat: "minina", and a small dog: "caramelita".
MY FAMILY
Me and my boys.
My son Jose and me.
My son Jose
My son Matias
My son Martin.
Matias and Martin
I am widow, and, I have three children: Jose ( 17 years old), Matias (7 years old), and, Martin (5 years old).
I also have two pets; one cat: "minina", and a small dog: "caramelita".
MY FAMILY
Me and my boys.
My son Jose and me.
My son Jose
My son Matias
My son Martin.
Matias and Martin
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THERE ARE NO BORDERS FOR THE FRIENDSHIP!!
THIS IS THE WORLD
THIS IS THE WORLD ????!!!!
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Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
(John Lennon)
Cantares
Textos de Antonio Machadoy J.M. Serrat
Música de J.M. Serrat
Todo pasa y todo queda,
pero lo nuestro es pasar,
pasar haciendo caminos,
caminos sobre la mar.
Nunca perseguí la gloria,
ni dejar en la memoria
de los hombres mi canción;
yo amo los mundos sutiles,
ingrávidos y gentiles,
como pompas de jabón.
Me gusta verlos pintarse
de sol y grana, volar
bajo el cielo azul, temblar
súbitamente y quebrarse...
Nunca perseguí la gloria.
Caminante, son tus huellas
el camino y nada más;
caminante, no hay camino,
se hace camino al andar.
Al andar se hace camino
y al volver la vista atrás
se ve la senda que nunca
se ha de volver a pisar.
Caminante no hay camino
sino estelas en la mar...
Hace algún tiempo en ese lugar
donde hoy los bosques se visten de espinos
se oyó la voz de un poeta gritar:
«Caminante no hay camino,
se hace camino al andar...»
golpe a golpe, verso a verso...
Murió el poeta lejos del hogar.
Le cubre el polvo de un país vecino.
Al alejarse le vieron llorar.
«Caminante no hay camino,
se hace camino al andar...»
golpe a golpe, verso a verso...
Cuando el jilguero no puede cantar,
cuando el poeta es un peregrino,
cuando de nada nos sirve rezar.
«Caminante no hay camino,
se hace camino al andar...»
golpe a golpe, verso a verso.
ARGENTINA!......MY COUNTRY
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VOSLOOMANIA?...........YES!!!!!!!!!!
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virgomommy
07/23/08
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07/23/08
Angeliize
07/22/08
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Mister Nostalgic
07/20/08
Awww, thank you. *big hugs* I hope you and your family are having a wonderful Sunday. :)
Perry Spring
07/20/08
You are both beautiful.....
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