Recuerdos de mi infancia..."La rueda mas estropeada del carro es la que mas ruido hace". Esopo...Ya
no hay ruido de ruedas estropeadas. Yacen olvidadas, sin rodar,
escondidas en calles de antaño y rincones de historia perdida,
esperando, en vano, que vuelvan los julios para recoger la hierba y los
septiembres para guardar la paja.
"The most damaged wheel of the cart is the one that makes more noise". Esopo... Now there is no noise of damaged wheels. They lie forgotten, without rolling, hidden in streets of yesteryear and corners of the lost history, waiting, in vain, that Julys return to collect the grass and Septembers to pack away the straw.
"The most damaged wheel of the cart is the one that makes more noise". Esopo... Now there is no noise of damaged wheels. They lie forgotten, without rolling, hidden in streets of yesteryear and corners of the lost history, waiting, in vain, that Julys return to collect the grass and Septembers to pack away the straw.
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