And the three men I admired most, The Father, Son and Holy Ghost, They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died.
Amar es combatir, es abrir puertas, dejar de ser fantasma con un n u mero a perpetua cadena condenado por un amo sin rostro. To love is to battle, to open doors, to cease to be a ghost with a number forever in chains, forever condemned by a faceless master.
The dogma of the Ghost in the Machine.
It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk, Though my own red roses there may blow; It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk, Though the red roses crest the caps, I know. For the field is full of shades as I near theshadowy coast, And a ghostly batsman plays to the bowling of a ghost, And I look through my tears on a soundless-clapping host As the run-stealers flicker to and fro, To and fro: O my Hornby and my Barlow long ago!
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