Christina Hendricks: Lucky Magazine June 2013

Christina Hendricks, la pelirroja más... by Zoomin_Espana

Moros en Toscana

The extravagant residence Castello di Sammezzano sits on top of a hill in Tuscany, Northern Italy. Originally it was built in the Moorish style in 1605 for Ximenes d'Aragona and then re-designed between 1853 and 1889. After the war the castello was used as a luxury hotel until closure in the mid to late 1990's. It was abandoned until April 2012 when the FPXA committee was formed, aiming to promote and enhance the castle.

Renee Olstead sings Ain't We Got Fun

With lyrics:

Every morning, every evening
Ain't we got fun?
Not much money, oh, but honey
Ain't we got fun?

The rent's unpaid, dear
And we haven't a bus
But smiles were made, dear
For people like us

In the winter, in the summer
Don't we have fun?
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun

There's nothing sure
The rich get rich and the poor get poor
In the meantime, in between time
Ain't we got fun?

Every morning, every evening
Ain't we got fun?
Not much money, oh, but honey
Ain't we got fun?

Our rent's unpaid, dear
And we haven't a bus
But smiles were made, dear
Oh, for people like us

There's nothing sure
The rich get rich and the poor get poor
In the meantime, in between time
Ain't we got fun? C'mon

Every little summer, every little winter
Don't we got fun?
Twins and cares, dear, come in pairs, dear
Still we have fun

When I first saw you
I had but one thought
And then you chased me
Oh, until you were caught

Ain't we got fun?
Ain't we got fun, fun, fun?

I'm not too clever
But I might just say those words over
Thank you, kind sir, I don't mind, sir
Ain't we got fun?

Bines raices

Piangerò la sorte mia: Patricia Petibon, soprano

Händel: Giulio Cesare in Egitto, HWV 17

Careless Love: Hugh Laurie

Hugh Laurie - Careless Love (Didn't It Rain Deluxe Version Album) (2013)

Love oh love

oh careless love

love oh love love love love

oh careless love

You make me

you make me weep

you make me moan

you make me

you make me leave

my happy home

Don't you never
drive a stranger from your door

don't you never never never never

drive a stranger from your door

It may be your sister

or your brother

you'll never know

don't never drive a stranger

from your door

Careless love

you drove me

through the wind and snow

careless love

you drove me, you drove me

through the wind and snow

You robbed me

out my silver

you robbed me

out my gold

I'll be damned

if I let you

rob me out my soul

Fantasmas

»No hay fuego ni frío que pueda desafiar a lo que un hombre guarda entre los fantasmas de su corazón«.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, El gran Gatsby, 1925.