<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651486869640566652</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:30:01.668-03:00</updated><title type='text'>dh</title><subtitle type='html'>junto a la autopista</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darío en el 3°S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712685045932013171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651486869640566652.post-1778335335108965289</id><published>2010-06-19T17:37:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T00:57:00.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En julio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8n0PA6AogHE/TB0qYJmq71I/AAAAAAAAAPE/NTFNokF4-NE/s1600/milmetrosjulio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8n0PA6AogHE/TB0qYJmq71I/AAAAAAAAAPE/NTFNokF4-NE/s400/milmetrosjulio.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651486869640566652-1778335335108965289?l=juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/feeds/1778335335108965289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1651486869640566652&amp;postID=1778335335108965289' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/1778335335108965289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/1778335335108965289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/2010/06/en-julio-con-pelis-y-sin-frio.html' title='En julio'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8n0PA6AogHE/TB0qYJmq71I/AAAAAAAAAPE/NTFNokF4-NE/s72-c/milmetrosjulio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651486869640566652.post-1891953205481621171</id><published>2010-05-28T21:50:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T04:04:52.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En purevolume</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Seguimos haciendo música. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/1891953205481621171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/2010/05/en-purevolume.html' title='En purevolume'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8n0PA6AogHE/TCktKCF3G_I/AAAAAAAAARE/arJOuqI3s6M/s72-c/HDpurevolume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651486869640566652.post-8395941730160807252</id><published>2008-05-01T17:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:49:54.995-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo volvió</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed flashvars="file=53558fe" height="132" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="353" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guácale,&lt;br /&gt;¿qué haremos?&lt;br /&gt;Tengo hambre y tristeza otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Todo volvió&lt;br /&gt;Todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mustio y desolado&lt;br /&gt;con gruñidos&lt;br /&gt;y mil monstruos de corset&lt;br /&gt;Todo volvió&lt;br /&gt;Todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compró un ratón y esperó que su energía&lt;br /&gt;Lo reclamara&lt;br /&gt;Se descosió y dejó que la comida&lt;br /&gt;Se terminara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guácale,&lt;br /&gt;¿qué haremos?&lt;br /&gt;Tengo hambre y tristeza otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Todo volvió&lt;br /&gt;Todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mustio y desolado&lt;br /&gt;con gruñidos&lt;br /&gt;y mil monstruos de corset&lt;br /&gt;Todo volvió&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si se durmió, si soñó con armonías,&lt;br /&gt;despertó como si nada&lt;br /&gt;Y confundió dolor con agonía&lt;br /&gt;Desde la cama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guácale,&lt;br /&gt;¿qué haremos?&lt;br /&gt;Tengo hambre y tristeza otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Todo volvió&lt;br /&gt;Todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mustio y desolado&lt;br /&gt;con gruñidos&lt;br /&gt;y mil monstruos de corset&lt;br /&gt;Todo volvió &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cez Heidellberg: bajo&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Altazor: guitarra&lt;br /&gt;Darío en el 3°s: voz, piano, programación&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651486869640566652-8395941730160807252?l=juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/feeds/8395941730160807252/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1651486869640566652&amp;postID=8395941730160807252' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/8395941730160807252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/8395941730160807252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/2008/05/todo-volvi.html' title='Todo volvió'/><author><name>Darío en el 3°S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712685045932013171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651486869640566652.post-2078446436348466830</id><published>2008-04-11T20:13:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:50:08.146-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay más que ardor</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed flashvars="file=c47e775" height="132" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="353" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay más que ardor&lt;br /&gt;en este nudo de palabras&lt;br /&gt;que nos consume como siempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hay más que ardor&lt;br /&gt;pero es la sangre que te llama&lt;br /&gt;lo que te dice qué se siente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos gastados como dientes,&lt;br /&gt;vamos corriendo hasta que llega el gran final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay más que ardor,&lt;br /&gt;no es un smoking de consuelos&lt;br /&gt;ni te maltrata suavemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hay más que ardor,&lt;br /&gt;no es como un trago de pretextos&lt;br /&gt;ni tiene un aura decadente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos gastados como dientes,&lt;br /&gt;Vamos pasando hasta que llega el gran final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si te da igual&lt;br /&gt;Si te da igual&lt;br /&gt;Nada es mejor&lt;br /&gt;Que darnos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy quiero más&lt;br /&gt;Hoy quiero más&lt;br /&gt;Hoy quiero más&lt;br /&gt;Tu barro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De lo real&lt;br /&gt;De lo real&lt;br /&gt;Dame, canción,&lt;br /&gt;El cambio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cez Heidellberg: bajo, guitarra&lt;br /&gt;Darío en el 3°s: voz, piano, programación&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651486869640566652-2078446436348466830?l=juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/feeds/2078446436348466830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1651486869640566652&amp;postID=2078446436348466830' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="353" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada estrella es un final&lt;br /&gt;Cada noche tiene tantas&lt;br /&gt;Y la luna oculta siempre una mitad&lt;br /&gt;Guarda su belleza por respeto a tu fatal&lt;br /&gt;Ansia de llorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca nadie es de verdad&lt;br /&gt;Somos sombras de la nada&lt;br /&gt;Nos habita una tenue claridad&lt;br /&gt;Dulce como el viento que se agita hasta acabar&lt;br /&gt;Leve como sal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya fantaseé con viajar y escapar de aquí&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy tan solo estoy cansada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arquitectos del ayer&lt;br /&gt;Alquimistas de mañana&lt;br /&gt;Estudiantes de la ciencia de creer&lt;br /&gt;Vástagos de dioses que se niegan a existir&lt;br /&gt;Prófugos del fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me alcanza lo que di&lt;br /&gt;Lo que quiero no me alcanza&lt;br /&gt;Necesito algún deseo que cumplir&lt;br /&gt;Oro, sexo, sangre, fama, labios de carmín&lt;br /&gt;Cuernos de marfil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya fantaseé con viajar y escapar de aquí&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy tan solo estoy cansada&lt;br /&gt;Ya fantaseé con viajar y escapar de aquí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cez Heidellberg: guitarra eléctrica&lt;br /&gt;Darío en el 3°s: voz, bajo, guitarra criolla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.goear.com/files/localplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="file=d26e642" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="file=d26e642" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.goear.com/files/localplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="file=d26e642" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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3°S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712685045932013171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651486869640566652.post-1896527951370090525</id><published>2008-04-11T19:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:50:46.523-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella se tatuó a Lugosi</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed flashvars="file=b3b72cc" height="132" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="353" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos días después quemó los discos&lt;br /&gt;Se tatuó a Lugosi en un rincón&lt;br /&gt;Sepultó, afanó, convidó, rescató&lt;br /&gt;Todos sus delirios&lt;br /&gt;Caminó, revolvió, recorrió&lt;br /&gt;Más que lo que vio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roto, fuerte, otro super inmovilizante&lt;br /&gt;Lento como un múltiplo&lt;br /&gt;Raro, bizco, loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on! Join the party.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s have a celebration that means nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Let’s dodge the problems with something cheap and easy,&lt;br /&gt;Something for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then we reach the river&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then we reach a grape&lt;br /&gt;And we know, and we know, and we know, and we know&lt;br /&gt;Tantalus lies inside&lt;br /&gt;And we know, and we know, and we know&lt;br /&gt;Happiness has an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punky, funky, poppy, roky, jazzy beauty-sadness&lt;br /&gt;Cynical, unnatural, creepy, freaky, weird&lt;br /&gt;Happy, lonely, witty, sunny, rainy, beauty-sadness&lt;br /&gt;Comical, hysterical, frosty, bitter, blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cez Heidellberg: voz, bajo, guitarra eléctrica&lt;br /&gt;Darío en el 3°s: voz, guitarra criolla, guitarra eléctrica, programación&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651486869640566652-1896527951370090525?l=juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/feeds/1896527951370090525/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1651486869640566652&amp;postID=1896527951370090525' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/1896527951370090525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/1896527951370090525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/2008/04/ella-se-tatu-lugosi-dos-das-despus-quem.html' title='Ella se tatuó a Lugosi'/><author><name>Darío en el 3°S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712685045932013171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651486869640566652.post-1529004104632576439</id><published>2008-04-11T19:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:51:44.982-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sombra de perfil</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed flashvars="file=03da8fd" height="132" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="353" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una autopista que se extiende frente a mí&lt;br /&gt;Nubes de a cien y lluvias mil&lt;br /&gt;Otra manada se aproxima hasta el cartel&lt;br /&gt;Me voy moviendo&lt;br /&gt;Quiero chocarme contra todo lo que fui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casi te miento la verdad&lt;br /&gt;Y no me escapo de mirar&lt;br /&gt;No sé volver, me voy borrando&lt;br /&gt;No te alcanza lo que di&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero ver&lt;br /&gt;La sombra espera de perfil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si algo me dice que me vaya&lt;br /&gt;No me quiero prevenir&lt;br /&gt;No siempre pasa lo que pasa&lt;br /&gt;Sobran caras de mandril&lt;br /&gt;No estoy durmiendo&lt;br /&gt;Y estos sueños que me asustan son un tic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un argumento es una púa&lt;br /&gt;Una película sin fin&lt;br /&gt;Una aventura recortada&lt;br /&gt;Una figura en un tapiz&lt;br /&gt;Gastá la sangre&lt;br /&gt;La memoria es como polvo de aserrín&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay lo fatal, la sed y el final&lt;br /&gt;Nada de red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cez Heidellberg: voz, bajo&lt;br /&gt;Darío en el 3°s: voz, guitarras, programación&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651486869640566652-1529004104632576439?l=juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/feeds/1529004104632576439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1651486869640566652&amp;postID=1529004104632576439' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/1529004104632576439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1651486869640566652/posts/default/1529004104632576439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/2008/04/sombra-de-perfil-una-autopista-que-se.html' title='Sombra de perfil'/><author><name>Darío en el 3°S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712685045932013171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1651486869640566652.post-4353685977562264418</id><published>2008-04-11T19:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:51:00.182-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorada</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed flashvars="file=f8e34ba" height="132" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="353" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es tan audaz, es tan feroz.&lt;br /&gt;Siempre después de dar las dos&lt;br /&gt;llega volando de calor&lt;br /&gt;suave dorado descontrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como una llovizna artificial, como una esencia de sabor,&lt;br /&gt;raspa cuando es suave y al final deja un aroma sin olor.&lt;br /&gt;Hasta después de lo mejor&lt;br /&gt;busca un amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiere dar.&lt;br /&gt;Quiere dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cez Heidellberg: voz, piano&lt;br /&gt;Darío en el 3°s: piano, bajo, programación&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651486869640566652-4353685977562264418?l=juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com/feeds/4353685977562264418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1651486869640566652&amp;postID=4353685977562264418' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="353" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veo tiempo y voy&lt;br /&gt;y más me gustás vos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vos te asustás de vos&lt;br /&gt;y yo me enciendo&lt;br /&gt;tu gesto es lo mejor&lt;br /&gt;y voy&lt;br /&gt;temblás cuando me acerco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veo tiempo y voy&lt;br /&gt;y más me gustás vos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son ráfagas de horror&lt;br /&gt;de amor perfecto&lt;br /&gt;tu cuerpo es lo mejor&lt;br /&gt;y voy&lt;br /&gt;temblás cuando me acerco &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cez Heidellberg: guitarra, bajo&lt;br /&gt;Darío en el 3°s: voz, guitarra, programación&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1651486869640566652-8552309585016910297?l=juntoalaautopista.blogspot.com' alt='' 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