Hyde Park, 1968
Sigue haciendo transfusiones energeticas con tu Ki, Nick. Y, por supuesto, tus baquetas.
Ki es la energia vital, es lo que mueve al mundo. Esta en todas partes.
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Te doble plus quiero!
Happy Birthday!
Feliz Cumpleaños!
Feliz Aniversario!
Zum Geburtstag viel Glück!
Richard en Abbey :)
ONE OF MY TURNS
[ oh my god, what a fabulous room!
Are all these your guitars?
This place is bigger than our apartment.
Uh, could I have a drink of water?
Ya want some? huh?
Oh wow! look at this tub!
Wanna take a bath?
What’re you watching?
Hello?
Are you feeling ok? ]
Day after day,
Our love turns gray,
Like the skin on a dying man.
And night after night,
We pretend it’s all right,
But I have grown older,
And you have grown colder,
And nothing is very much fun, anymore.
And I can feel,
One of all my turns coming on.
I feel,
Cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.
Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left,
You’ll find my favorite axe.
Don’t look so frightened,
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch tv?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate a silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly? -- would ya?
Would you like to see me try?
Ooohh. no!
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it’s time I stopped?
Why are you running away?
 Feliz Cumple, Syd :)
No podia dejar de subir foto hoy.
Me encanta esta foto, es muy tu, muy Syd.
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far...
SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND
Estes donde estes espero que estes bien.
Te doble plus quiero!
Happy Birthday!
Feliz Cumpleaños!
Feliz Aniversario!
Zum Geburtstag viel Glück!
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Long Gone
Syd Barrett
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She was long gone, long, long gone
she was gone, gone, the bigger they come
the larger her hand 'till no one understands
why for so long she'd been gone.
And I stood very still by the window sill
and I wondered for those I love still
I cried in my mind where I stand behind
the beauty of love's in her eyes...
She was long gone, long, long gone
she was gone, gone, the bigger they come
the larger her hand 'till no one understands
why for so long she'd been gone.
And I borrowed the page
from a leopard's cage
and I prowled in the evening sun's glaze
her head lifted high to the light in the sky
the opening dawn on her face...
She was long gone long, long gone
she was gone, gone, the bigger they come
the larger her hand 'till no one understands
why for so long she'd been gone.
And I stood very still by the window sill
and I wondered for those I love still
I cried in my mind where I stand behind
the beauty of love's in her eyes...
She was long gone long, long gone.
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