Transmitiendo en vivo y a todo color con nuestros acostumbrados 54 mb/ps de señal binaria en la útlima transmisión de la rulonet-radio.
Asi es mis amigos el ciclo se cierra y de entre todas las razones que existian para la elaboración y creación de este concepto radial-escrito, y que era el mas importante ya no esta, por lo cual la razón de ser de rulonet-radio desaparece; nos estamos leyendo en alguna otra parte del internet o en alguna red social.
Por su finisima atención muchas gracias a todos y cada uno de los lectores que hicierón de rulonet-radio fuera lo que fue.
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This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
Último track del album
homonimo de una de las
bandas mas representativas
de la historia del rock.
El rey Lagarto al frente
1967
The Doors.
3 comentarios:
¿Qué onda? ¿Y ora? ¿Ya no más Rulonet Radio?
No estoy d acuerdo.
Se me hace que habrá que renovarlo, pero... ¿terminarlo?
Va a ser una lástima darle fin a algo tan de poca madre.
Pero cuentas con mi apoyo para lo que sea que comiences. Ahí estará mi comentario y colaboración si es necesaria.
Un abrazo. ¡Que viva Rulonet Radio!
Cambia de formato pero No dejes de escribir..., Y sé que no podras dejar de hacerlo, es tu naturaleza el contar con esa necesidad de ser escuchado.
Y si esa es tu decicion te vamos a extrañar aunque solo te leiamos y no te comentaramos nada.
Cuidate!
Atte.
Cimatron
Hola bebé
Que paso? por lo que leo no lo superaste verdad?
Cuidate mucho por favor, un beso,hablame ya va ser el bautizo.
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