<?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-14798346</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:21:51.228+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CARLOTA COLOREADA</title><subtitle type='html'>Un amplio arco iris de palabras</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlotasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlotasometimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>María</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00628245172934662377</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798346.post-112230250567103838</id><published>2005-07-25T16:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T17:25:00.216+02:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hola,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Conduciendo, muchas veces he sentido la tentación de seguir cualquier otro camino excepto el que debiera. Los entramados de nuestras carreteras, imposibles y desquiciantes en ocasiones, en otras se tornan en invitaciones a escapadas. Gasolina en el depósito y una carretera por delante. Un día lo haré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;On the road again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just can't wait to get on the road again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The life I love is makin' music with my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I can't wait to get on the road again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the road again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goin' places that I've never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seein' things that I may never see again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I can't wait to get on the road again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the road againLike a band of gypsies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we go down the highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're the best of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Insisting that the world be turnin' our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And our wayIs on the road again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just can't wait to get on the road again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The life I love is makin' music with my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I can't wait to get on the road again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798346-112230250567103838?l=carlotasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carlotasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112230250567103838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798346&amp;postID=112230250567103838&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798346/posts/default/112230250567103838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798346/posts/default/112230250567103838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carlotasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-road.html' title='On the road'/><author><name>María</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00628245172934662377</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>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
