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Recuérdenlo siempre. Sin los milagros de la mar, no podríamos vivir ninguno de nosotros en esta ancha Tierra. Es al mar a donde todo regresa y él es padre y madre de todos. Sólo mediante el aseguramiento de su supervivencia nos aseguramos también de poder seguir viviendo en nuestro planeta azul.

Paper offers you a world of poibilities. You can either write poetry or prose about a thousand and one worlds, you can send love notes or hate mail. You can even draw the face of your other half. Paper has been one of the greatest inventions of our History.

I don't want to think about how much paper is wasted and how Earth suffers from this. I'd love it if every writer or newspaper or printing house dedicated their Sunday mornings to plant trees. That way we could continue creating magic and life.

Desde mi nacimiento he estado cerca del mar. En mi corazón sé que corre sal marina. Y no hay más amor que amor por el mar de donde todos provenimos. Algún día regresaré a él y me convertiré en coral.

Whenever I see someone less fortunate than I, 
And let's face it, who isn't less fortunate than I? 
My tender heart tends to start to bleed. 
And when someone needs a makeover, 
I simply have to take over! 
I know, I know exactly what they need! 

And even in your case, 
Though it's the toughest case I've yet to face, 
Don't worry, I'm determined to succeed! 
Follow my lead, 
And yes indeed, you will be... 

POPULAR! 
You're gonna be popular! 
I'll teach you the proper poise,
When you talk to boys, 
Little ways to flirt and flounce, 
ooh! 
I'll show you what shoes to wear! 
How to fix your hair! 
Everthing that really counts to be... 

POPULAR! 
I'll help you be popular! 
You'll hang with the right cohorts, 
You'll be good at sports, 
Know the slang you've got to know. 
So let's start, 
'Cause you've got an awfully long way to go! 

Don't be offended by my frank analysis, 
Think of it as personality dialysis, 
Now that I've chosen to become a 
Pal, a sister and advisor, 
There's nobody wiser! 
Not when it comes to... 

POPULAR! 
I know about popular. 
and with an assist from me, 
to be who you'll be, 
instead of dreary who you were...
Well, are. 
There's nothing that can stop you, 
from becoming popu-ler... lar... 

la la, la la! 
We're gonna make you pop-u-lar! 

When i see depressing creatures, 
With unprepossessing features, 
I remind them on their own they have
To - think - of 
Celebrated heads of state, 
Or specially great communicators! 
Did they have brains or knowledge? 
Don't make me laugh! 

They were POPULAR! 
Please! 
It's all about popular. 
It's not about aptitude, 
It's the way you're viewed, 
So it's very shrewd to be, 
Very very popular 
like ME! 

SONG.

Dancing through life
Skimming the surface
Gliding where turf is smooth
Life's more painless
For the brainless
Why think too hard
When it's so soothing
Dancing through life
No need to tough it
When you can slough it off as I do
Nothing matters
But knowing nothing matters
It's just life
So keep dancing through

Dancing through life
Swaying and sweeping
And always keeping cool
Life is fraught-less
When you're thoughtless
Those who don't try
Never look foolish
Dancing through life
Mindless and careless
Dancing through life.

SONG.

Something bad is Happening in Oz.

It couldn't happen here
In Oz.

Something bad is Happening in Oz.

What is this feeling 
So sudden and new? 
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you 
My pulse is rushing
My head is reeling 
Oh, what is this feeling? 
Does it have a name? 
Yes -
Ahhh

Loathing Unadulterated loathing
For her face, her voice, her clothing
let's just say - we loathe it all
ev'ry little trait however small
makes our very flesh being to crawl
AHHH!

Loathing!
loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
loathing
In such total detestation 
loathing
It's so pure, so strong 
So strong!

Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last 
And I will be...
loathing...
loathing 
For forever...
loathing...
loathing,
Truly deeply loathing you
loathing you
My whole Life long! 
SONG.

Once I'm with the Wizard
My whole life will change
'Cuz once you're with the Wizard
No one thinks you're strange!
No father is not proud of you,
No sister acts ashamed
And all of Oz has to love you
When by the Wizard, you're acclaimed
And this gift or this curse
I have inside
Maybe at last, I'll know why
When we are hand in hand -
The Wizard and I!

Unlimited
My future is unlimited
And I've just had a vision
Almost like a prophecy
I know - it sounds truly crazy
And true, the vision's hazy
But I swear, someday there'll be
A celebration throughout Oz
That's all to do with me!

And I'll stand there with the Wizard,
Feeling things I've never felt.
And though I'd never show it,
I'll be so happy, I could melt!
And so it will be
For the rest of my life,
And I'll want nothing else
Till I die.

Held in such high esteem.
When people see me, they will scream
For half of Oz's favorite team;
The Wizard
And I!

““Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.””
- Dr. Seuss

O hallowed halls and vine-draped walls
The proudliest sight there is
When grey and sere our hair hath turned
We shall still revere the lessons learned 
In our days at dear old Shiz
Our days at dear old

Oh-oh-oh-oh-ol:
Dear old Shiz-zzzz

SONG.

Good news! She's dead!
The Witch of the West is dead!
The wickedest witch there ever was
The enemy of all of us here in Oz
Is Dead!
Good news!
Good news!

Let us be glad
Let us be grateful
Let us rejoicify that goodness could subdue
The wicked workings of you-know-who
Isn't it nice to know
That good will conquer evil?
The truth we all believe'll by and by
Outlive a lie
For you and -

No one mourns the Wicked
No one cries "They won't return!"
No one lays a lily on their grave
The good man scorns the Wicked!
Through their lives, our children learn
What we miss, when we misbehave.

And Goodness knows
The Wicked's lives are lonely
Goodness knows
The Wicked die alone
It just shows when you're Wicked
You're left only
On your own.

Yes, Goodness knows
The Wicked's lives are lonely
Goodness knows
The Wicked cry alone
Nothing grows for the Wicked
They reap only
What they've sown.

VIDEO.

Arte por James Jean.

La Luna me recuerda a tanta gente. Tantos besos robados, tantos amoríos, tantas sonrisas. Tantas picardías. Donde sea que esté, la Luna llena me recuerda los momentos más felices de mi vida.

Y todos sus secretos me los llevo a la cama.

PRONTO, CORAZÓN.

LEJOS ESTARÁ LA PATRIA.

PERO UNIDOS LOS CORAZONES.

Que tus pecas sean puntos y mis cicatrices el alfabeto. Nuestra piel junta será la cosa más hermosa que haya leído.

CUANDO ME RECUERDA A TI.

AND SOMEWHERE IN THE FUTURE WINTER TIME IS A COMING.