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La Radio Del Club Delle Galline
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lunedì 27 gennaio 2014

Animate Para Un Crucero........

Desnuda

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Las Razones Del Corazon

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Cuando Tù Llegaste

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Posdata: Te Quiero

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Mafia Captive

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Double Time

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Uma Cama Para Très

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O Melhor De Mim

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De Volta Para Casa

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Provocante

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Tensào

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A Bibliotecària

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Entre O Amor E A Paixào

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Belle

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Que Lindo Es Viajar

venerdì 24 gennaio 2014

Sueños Bajo La Piel

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Poemas Y Màs

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Um Olhar De Amor

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De Repente O Amor

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O Mais Belos Poemas De Amor

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Wallbanger

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Tào Mas Bonita

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Uma Vida Interrompida

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Crepùsculo

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As Lembranças De Alice

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Verdade Ou Consquència?

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Recetas Latinas Hecha Con Amor

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Donne Dell'arte In Toscana

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Enciclopedia D'arte "Artisti Contemporanei"

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Meu Brasil

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Paladares

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La Mexicana

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Diario Version Final

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giovedì 23 gennaio 2014

Catalogo 2014 Costa Cruceros

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Historias De La Historia

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Estaçao

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A Vida Gloriosa De Roberto Carlos

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Mujeres En La Historia

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Festival Do Bacalhau

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O que é que as brasileiras têm

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Italia A Tavola

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El Pan De Los Pobres

Pozzallo "La Rimini Siciliana"

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Cocina Mexicana Contemporanea

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Sal Y Pimienta "Invierno 2011-2012"

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Sal Y Pimienta "Verano 2012"

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Sal Y Pimienta "Otoño 2012"

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mercoledì 22 gennaio 2014

Sal Y Pimienta "Invierno 2012"

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Sal Y Pimienta "Primavera 2013"

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Sal Y Pimienta "Verano 2013"

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Sal Y Pimienta "Otoño"

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Mettiamoci A Cucinare "Benedetta Parodi"

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Pronto In Tavola "Benedetta Parodi"

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Modica In Tavola

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Mis Amigos/as De Costa Cruceros

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Immagini In HD

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Feliz Tarde


Deseo

Yo quisiera salvar esa distancia,
ese abismo fatal que nos divide,
y embriagarme de amor con la fragancia
mística y pura que tu ser despide.

Yo quisiera ser uno de los lazos
con que decoras tus radiantes sienes;
Yo quisiera, en el cielo de tus brazos,
¡beber la gloria que en tus labios tienes!...

Yo quisiera ser agua y que en mis olas,
que en mis olas vinieras a bañarte
para poder, como lo sueño a solas,
a un mismo tiempo por doquier besarte.

Yo quisiera ser lino, y en tu pecho,
allá en las sombras, con ardor cubrirte,
temblar con los temblores de tu pecho
y morir del placer de comprimirte.

¡Oh!...¡Yo quisiera mucho más!...¡Quisiera
llevar en mí, como la nube, el fuego;
más no, como la nube en su carrera,
¡para estallar y separarnos luego!...

Yo quisiera en mí mismo confundirte,
Confudirte en mí mismo y entrañarte;
Yo quisiera en perfume convertirte,
convertirte en perfume y aspirarte.

Aspirarte en un soplo como esencia,
y unir a mis latidos tus latidos,
y unir a mi existencia tu existencia,
y unir a mis sentidos tus sentidos.

Aspirarte en un soplo del ambiente,
y así verter sobre mi vida en calma
toda la llama de tu pecho ardiente
y todo el éter de lo azul de tu alma.

Aspirarte, mujer... De ti llenarme.
Y en ciego y sordo y mudo constituirme,
y ciego y sordo y mudo consagrarme
al deleite supremo de sentirte
y la dicha suprema de adorarte.