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CRISTO CRUCIFICADO
( Diego Velázquez - 1632 )




Il Giudizio universale
( Andrea Mantegna - 1478 )




Compianto sul Cristo morto
( Giotto - 1306 )

Wiki Art

Иди за мной, Сатано (¡Sígueme, Satanás!)
( Iliá Repin )




JUDAS
( Iliá Repin - 1885 )




CRISTO EN EL HUERTO DE GETSEMANÍ
( Iliá Repin )




ECCE HOMO
( Iliá Repin - 1867 )




MONOGRAPH: Alex Colville

Woman with Revolver, 1987
( Alex Colville )

miércoles, 30 de junio de 2010

jueves, 24 de junio de 2010

miércoles, 16 de junio de 2010

martes, 15 de junio de 2010

EFECTO TÚNEL






Please release me, let me go
For I don't love you anymore
To waste our lives would be a sin
Release me and let me love again

I have found a new love, dear
And I will always want her near
Her lips are warm while yours are cold
Release me, my darling, let me go



(Please release me, let me go)
For I don't love you anymore
(To waste my life would be a sin)
So release me and let me love again

Please release me, can't you see
You'd be a fool to cling to me
To live a lie would bring us pain
So release me and let me love again
(Let me love, let me love)

****

Por favor, libérame, déjame ir
Porque ya no te amo
Desperdiciar nuestra vida sería un pecado
Líberame y déjame amar de nuevo


He encontrado un nuevo amor, querida
Y por siempre quiero estar cerca de ella
Sus labios son cálidos, mientras que los tuyos son fríos
Libérame, querida, déjame ir


(Por favor libérame, déjame ir)
Porque ya no te amo
(Desperdiciar mi vida sería un pecado)
Por tanto libérame y déjame amar de nuevo


Por favor libérame, acaso no ves
Que serías una estúpida si te sigues aferrando a mí
Para vivir una mentira que nos traerá dolor
Por tanto libérame y déjame amar de nuevo
(Déjame amar, déjame amar)

lunes, 14 de junio de 2010

jueves, 10 de junio de 2010

martes, 8 de junio de 2010

CON SU BLANCA PALIDEZ



****


We skipped a light fandango,
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor.
I was feeling kind of seasick,
But the crowd called out for more.
The room was humming harder,
As the ceiling flew away.
When we called out for another drink,
The waiter brought a tray.



And so it was that later,
As the miller told his tale,
That her face at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale.

She said there is no reason,
And the truth is plain to see
That I wandered through my playing cards,
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast.
And although my eyes were open,
They might just as well have been closed.

And so it was later,
As the miller told his tale,
That her face at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale.

miércoles, 2 de junio de 2010

EL VIAJE INICIÁTICO

-“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
-“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,”- said the Cat.
-“I don’t much care where”- said Alice.
-“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go