Sunday, October 4, 2009

Best Place To Buy Silver Discs

we went ..!!! Te


Perhaps the words of his close friend, Teresa Parodi, summarizing the feelings of many:
"... Mercedes, psalm on the lips

loving mother loved American woman injured
your song gives us wings and makes the whole country desolate
petite and not die yet,
not die because they always sing in our souls ... "


Thanks to life by letting us enjoy your talents, I remember the first time I heard a little girl with dreams of forging and a great mother thanking life, do not forget your prescencia in my first place where only sang: I like the students because they raise the chest when I say that knowing is bran flour. And do not make the deaf when this fact. Caramba and samba thing, the right code! , I will never forget the mass: If he did not believe in listening to me, if I did not believe it hurts, if you do not believe in what is, if I did not believe in fighting ... What thing out, what thing was the hub without quarry? a tangle of ropes and tendons made a mess of meat with wood, a tool no better pretensions of lights mounted to the scene ... what else out, heart, what else was? What else was the hub without quarry?


Mercedes
never shut up, because although you are not with us ... never shut up singing ..

street Not the singer because silenciocobarde manages the evil that oppresses the singers do not know will never keep silent agachadasno crimén.Que facing the removal of all plant banderascuando the singer with his gritoque thousand guitars bleed into the immortal song nocheuna to infinity.
If the singer is silent. . . silent life.


Because in my sorrows of love, you were also : What have I got to Lunaqua the two look together? what have I got to the wall nombresEstampados? As the calendar changes, changes everything in this world. ay, ay, ay! Ay! Ay!


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never end to thank you, do not worry Mercedes, my children and my children's children will listen



And speaking countries and hope, speak for life, speak for nothing, I talk about change this, our home, to change to change, just.
Who said that all is lost? I come to offer my heart. THANK YOU .. Always offer my heart ...




guerrilla always remember you my heart ...

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