<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	>
<channel>
	<title>Comentarios en: El fútbol que soñamos de pequeños</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.elbloglibre.com/el-futbol-que-sonamos-de-pequenos/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.elbloglibre.com/el-futbol-que-sonamos-de-pequenos/</link>
	<description>¿es la vida una equivocación?</description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 00:49:16 +0000</pubDate>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.3</generator>
		<item>
		<title>Por: PiboY</title>
		<link>http://www.elbloglibre.com/el-futbol-que-sonamos-de-pequenos/#comment-1166</link>
		<dc:creator>PiboY</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 07:50:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.elbloglibre.com/el-futbol-que-sonamos-de-pequenos/#comment-1166</guid>
		<description>When you walk through a storm
hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown.

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,

You'll never, ever walk alone.
--

Ayer el FUTBOL volvió a nacer</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When you walk through a storm<br />
hold your head up high<br />
And don&#8217;t be afraid of the dark.<br />
At the end of a storm is a golden sky<br />
And the sweet silver song of a lark.</p>
<p>Walk on through the wind,<br />
Walk on through the rain,<br />
Tho&#8217; your dreams be tossed and blown.</p>
<p>Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart<br />
And you&#8217;ll never walk alone,</p>
<p>You&#8217;ll never, ever walk alone.<br />
&#8211;</p>
<p>Ayer el FUTBOL volvió a nacer</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>
