tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65954953340760119632011-07-30T21:26:37.777-07:00Poesía ClásicaLiteraturahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01218863519142891953noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6595495334076011963.post-23451334213672370602009-07-15T05:20:00.000-07:002009-07-15T05:28:39.701-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sw3TfthJZbQ/Sl3LVFBaPFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/sFajWDtQxWg/s1600-h/moneda9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358662694626540626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sw3TfthJZbQ/Sl3LVFBaPFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/sFajWDtQxWg/s200/moneda9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=052f3a4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6595495334076011963-2345133421367237060?l=literatura-bicentenariochile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Literaturahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01218863519142891953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6595495334076011963.post-69604321947112890232009-07-14T07:55:00.000-07:002009-07-15T05:20:30.207-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sw3TfthJZbQ/SlydFRrnYGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/acyDfIWERDE/s1600-h/enredadera.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358330370635292770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sw3TfthJZbQ/SlydFRrnYGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/acyDfIWERDE/s320/enredadera.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>Antofagasta</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>Noche de Luna dormida,<br />hermosas playas y mar,<br />el guitarrón a llorar,<br />por la mujer tan querida,<br />dulce morena mi vida.<br /><br />Antofagasta de amores,<br />mi bandera de colores,<br />rojo, blanco y azul cielo,<br />representa lo que anhelo, </em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>glorioso Chile señores.</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"><strong><em><br /></em></strong></span><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>Jaime Correa</em></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"><strong><em>Copyright® Todos los derechos reservados</em></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6595495334076011963-6960432194711289023?l=literatura-bicentenariochile.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Literaturahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01218863519142891953noreply@blogger.com0