El horterismo va a llegaaaaarrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!
Love is in the air
Everywhere I look around
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes
Love is in the air
In the whisper of the trees
Love is in the air
In the thunder of the sea
And I don't know if I'm just dreaming
Don't know if I feel sane
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when you call out my name
Everywhere I look around
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes
Love is in the air
In the whisper of the trees
Love is in the air
In the thunder of the sea
And I don't know if I'm just dreaming
Don't know if I feel sane
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when you call out my name
Love is in the air
Love is in the air
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Love is in the air
In the rising of the sun
Love is in the air
When the day is nearly done
And I don't know if you're an illusion
Don't know if I see it true
But you're something that I must believe in
And you're there when I reach out for you
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes
Love is in the air
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Love is in the air
In the rising of the sun
Love is in the air
When the day is nearly done
And I don't know if you're an illusion
Don't know if I see it true
But you're something that I must believe in
And you're there when I reach out for you
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes
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Concretamente, anita, es un invento de las desaparecidas Galerías Preciados, anteriormente conocido como "jorba" (aunque hoy sí, es el corte inglés), que lo exportaron en los sesenta de la cultura anglosajona.
Ya ves, las noticias de la 2...
ole ole ole... viva la cultura hortera de san Valentín... ¿y no será un inveto de mis admirados SEPU?
Diosss el corazón daña la vista. En fin, qué felices sois los enamorados...mi dia es hoy el del desamor.
Lo del Sepu no creo hija, no tenían imaginacíon suficiente los pobres.
En América tienen una suerte de golosina que es un terron de azucar con cientos de colorantes con frases como "amigo" "te quiero" etc. Además de soportar las horteradas en este nefasto día te hacen engordar...así cómo vas a ligar?
A no ser que hagas como la negra de más abajo, claro, y digas que sin complejos...
Un abrazo y feliz dá
Si hubiera leído esto ayer sí que te habría dejado de hablar... :-P
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