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youtu.be/9_h9OyyM3QU - The Beatles- I'm So Tired (Sung by Paul McCartney)

 

Berlin, Schloßstraße

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(tired?)

 

San Francisco (USA)

Pinos, rocas y amapolas, cansado de plasmar la realidad, he intentado la realizacion de una fotografia en la que se refleje la naturaleza de Ayodar, de una forma distinta, podriamos decir "¿impresionismo?".

 

Kiefern, Felsen und Mohnblumen , müde von der Realität erfassen, habe ich versucht, die Realisierung einer Fotografie, in dem die Art der Ayodar, in einer anderen Art und Weise, reflektiert wird, könnte man sagen „Impressionismus?“

 

Pines, rocks and poppies, tired of capturing the reality, I tried the realization of a photograph in which the nature of Ayodar is reflected, in a different way, we could say "Impressionism?".

Procesión del Viernes Santo, Ávila. El joven con el capirote parecía agotado.

Menos mal que tenemos bancos

Praga (República Checa)

youtu.be/T-QGBuGcGSY

 

I can't smell the flowers

Felt empty now for hours

Lost my powers

Now, I can't smell the flowers

I'm sick of all these towers

Think I done too many downers

Hard to see the value in these half-hearted encounters

Can't deal with the truth

So we just change the world around us

To feel and smell just like we want it to

Fuck what we're meant to do

Can't hang 'round, be no fool

Wasting time just getting high

Getting high to get by

Clear my mind, yeah, blue skies

All this time I've been flying

From up here

I can't smell the flowers

Felt empty now for hours

Lost my powers

I can't smell the flowers

And I'm sick of all these towers

Done too many downers

Stuck inside a space

I have created for myself

To be 'round no one else

I'm working on my spells

To get me out here

Oh, yeah, your words are wisdom

Oh, yeah, you keep on giving

But nah, there's no forgiving

And, yeah, I'm over thinking

Some days I am just sinking

Static, nah, I ain't driven

Talking, but I ain't listening

I can't smell the flowers

Felt empty now for hours

Lost my powers

I can't smell the flowers and

I'm sick of all these towers

Done too many downers

I can't smell the flowers

Been hanging out for hours

Where's my powers?

And I'm sick of all these towers towering over me

Feeling fucking lonely

Like no one even knows me

Not even my own homies

Getting high to get by

Clear my mind

Yeah, blue skies

All this time I've been flying

From up here

I can't smell the flowers

Felt empty now for hours

Lost my powers

I can't smell the flowers

I'm sick of all these towers

Too many down-downers

I can't smell the flowers

Felt empty now for hours

Lost my powers

I can't smell the flowers

I'm sick of all these towers

Too many down-downers

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jovenes artistas de las esquinas bahienses

 

Alem y Crodoba, Bahia Blanca

Ni nos enteramos de que tenía una serpiente enorme enroscada al lado, pero al acercarme a rescatarlo huyó.

Canon EOS 500D, IMG_4013

Este archibebe común ( Tringa totanus) se toma un respiro para descansar al final de un día ajetreado.

 

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This common redshank (Tringa totanus) takes a break to rest at the end of a busy day.

si bien era a la mañana no estaba trasnochado, solo actuaba. Daniel Farre.

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