никто никогда не приходит в Макондо

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Via: lxe ex никто никогда

Carry on biting air resembling a seal in the Arctic.
This armchair's your lair, arresting your eye is a hard trick.
Fledged by one in the yellow poncho the flight is ascending.
Year by year he is walking in rounds and I am attending
As the groom in the mirror is training the horse on a honda
And no one, no one, no one ever visits Macondo.

Carry on breathing hard like a hook-wounded fish on the rope.
All is falling apart as the house wheels down the slope.
Closed doors nourish mineral silence immune to the statutes.
Dance in calendar mirrors is breaking the joints of the statues.
What's your pain? Come and stay, hang your hat, live in peace and accord, or...
But no one, no one, no one ever visits Macondo.

Get the wheel its own way, leave the door nailed shut to the tout.
Said goodbye, they relive in our dreams. Storms are washing us out.
It's a godspeed; to feuds of your breed no ending is clement.
What an evergreen hope the orb and urb reach an agreement.
What the hedge do you want from us, strayers, or guests, or absconders?..
But no one, no one, no one ever comes to Macondo.
But no one, no one, no one ever comes to Macondo.

(Let no evil thing happen to you on your path to Macondo,
No way, no way, no way, no way, no way...)

http://lihomir.livejournal.com/605261.html
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PVeapzJeibU
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7JZAVosxl0

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One_Hundred_Years_of_Solitude
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabriel_Garc%C3%ADa_M%C3%A1rquez R.I.P. 04/17/2014