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Carlos Ruiz Zafòn-Marina

"Sooner or later, the ocean of time gives us memories that we bury"

"Here are the memories of hundreds of people, their lives, feelings, illusions, their absence, the dreams that have never been able to achieve, disappointment, betrayal and unrequited love that has poisoned their lives ... Here is all of this prisoner for eternity."

The Box - John Denver

THE BOX

Please Don't tuch War

Once upon a time in the land of Hushabye
Around about the wondrous days of yore
They came across a sort of box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks
And labeled, "Kindly do not touch, it's war"

 Don't fiddle with this deadly box
Or break the chains, or pick the locks
And please, don't ever play about with war"

Well, the children understood, children happen to be good
They were just as good around the time of yore
They didn't try to pick the locks
Or break into that deadly box
They never tried to play about with war

Mommies didn't either, sisters, aunts, grannies neither
'Cause they were quiet and sweet and pretty
In those wondrous days of yore
Well, very much the same as now, not the ones to blame somehow
For opening up that deadly box of war

Decree was issued round about all with a flourish and a shout

And a gaily colored mascot tripping lightly on the fore

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But someone did, someone battered in the lid
And spilled the insides out across the floor
A sort of bouncy bumpy ball made up of guns and flags


And all the tears and horror and the death that goes with war

 And what was sad and most unfair
Is that it didn't really seem to care
Much who it bumped, or why, or what, or for

It bumped the children mainly, and I'll tell you this quite plainly
It bumps them everyday and more and more
And leaves them dead and burned and dying
Thousands of them sick and crying
'Cause when it bumps, it's really very sore

Now there's a way to stop the ball, it isn't difficult at all
All it takes is wisdom
I'm absolutely sure that we could get it back into the box
And bind the chains and lock the locks
No one seems to want to save the children anymoreWell, that's the way it all appears
'Cause it's been bouncing 'round for years and years
In spite of all the wisdom whizzed since those wondrous days of yore
And the time they came across the box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks

It bounced right out and went bashing all about

And bumping into everything in store

THE RULES FOR HEALTHY LIFESTYLE

1. Don't Smoke!
2. Don't accustom to alcohol!
3. Not to the Drugs!
4. Do not overdo with the coffee and sodas!
5. Sports are least one hour daily and spend more time outdoors!
6. Do not sit in front of the computer all the day!
7. Consume daily fresh fruit and vegetables and avoid junk food!
8. Protect your health and preventive visit your doctor!
9. Keep the excellent health care!

Pantera-Cowboys From Hell

Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell

Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
'Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can't lock me in your cage

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell

The Police-Message in a bottle

Merry Christmas