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 Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 4:42 pm
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Vamos con algo entendible para todos!!! XD
Campanas en la Noche- Los tipitos.
Un Hombre De Frente A Una Ventana
Súper Lúcida La Mirada
Recorre El Paisaje Y No,
No Es Su Interior, Es Luna.
Son Sombras Lejanas Del Bosque
Es Algo Raro En Las Estrellas, Sonidos Que Inducen Temor
Y También Melancolía De Esperar
De Esperar
Esperar Que Ella Vuelva
Y Le Diga Acá Estoy Mi Amor
No Existe El Olvido,
Acá Estoy Mi Amor De Vuelta
He Venido
Lo Puedes Creer, No Existe El Olvido Mi Amor
No Existe...
Su Mente Inquieta Se Puebla De Historias
Su Cuerpo Es Solo Memoria
Es Eso Que Hay Que Sentir
Con Paciencia Infinita
Andando Las Calles Ajenas
De Hombres Que Al Fin Le Dan Pena
Campanas En La Noche
Ruidos De Melancolía
De Esperar
Que Esperar?
Esperar Que Ella Vuelva
Y Le Diga Acá Estoy Mi Amor
No Existe El Olvido,
Acá Estoy Mi Amor De Vuelta
He Vencido
No Puedes Creer, No Existe El Olvido Mi Amor
No Existe...
Delirio, Tremendo, Ficción Literaria
Secretos Que Fueron Plegaria
Espejo Maldito Que Al Fin,
Duplico Toda Su Vida
Andando Las Calles Ajenas
De Hombres Que Al Fin Le Dan Pena
Campanas En La Noche
Ruidos De Melancolía
De Esperar
Que Esperar?
Esperar Que Ella Vuelva
Y Le Diga Acá Estoy Mi Amor
No Existe El Olvido,
Acá Estoy Mi Amor De Vuelta
He Vencido
Lo Puedes Creer, No Existe El Olvido Mi Amor
No Existe...
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 5:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 5:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 8:38 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 8:21 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Orestes - A Perfect CircleMetaphor, for a missing moment... Pull me into your perfect circle... One womb, one shape, one resolve... Liberate this will to release us all... Gotta cut away, clear away, snip away and sever this umbilical residue that's keeping me from killing you... And from pulling you down with me in here... I can almost hear you scream... (Give me) One more medicated peaceful moment... (Give me) One more medicated peaceful moment... And I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility... Because I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility... Gotta cut away, clear away, snip away and sever this umbilical residue... Gotta cut away, clear away, snip away and sever this umbilical residue that's keeping me from killing you... Keeping me from killing you...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free, from the Sinner in Me. |
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 8:49 pm
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Recuerdos de cristal... de aquello que ocurrió...
qué lejos queda todo cuando se siente dolor.
Condenado a morir, nada que negociar:
la vida es un juego y todo tiene un final.
Tumbado en una cama, colgado de un hilo de voz...
perdido en ese mundo, que es para él su habitación,
ve pasar los minutos desde un cruel viejo reloj:
conoce las miradas, la esperanza murió.
Dicen que pronto partirá a ese lugar
donde no hay mal ni pasa el tiempo.
Quiere dormir y despertar,
quiere volar un dia más... contra el viento.
Observa alrededor lo fácil que es vivir;
aquel que todo tiene no se cree ser feliz.
Su sangre espera ya la hora de su fin...
qué pronto renunciamos sin ni siquiera combatir.
Él no cree en milagros, sabe que querer es poder:
aquel que nada quiere, nada puede obtener.
Viviendo los segundos como una oportunidad
de jugar la partida, luchando hasta el final...
hasta el final...
[Solo]
Dicen que pronto partirá a ese lugar
donde no hay mal ni pasa el tiempo.
Quiere dormir y despertar,
quiere volar un dia más... contra el viento.
Contra El Viento - Warcry
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 5:36 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:19 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:50 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 6:36 pm
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RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS - SNOW (HEY OH)
Come to decide that the things that I tried were in my life just to get high on. When I sit alone, come get a little known but I need more than myself this time. Step from the road to the sea to the sky, and I do believe that we rely on when I lay it on, come get to play it on all my life to sacrifice.
Hey oh...listen what I say oh
I got your hey oh, now listen what I say oh
When will I know that I really can't go
to the well once more - time to decide on.
Well it's kiliing me, when will I really see, all that I need to look inside. Come to belive that I better not leave before I get my chance to ride, well it's killing me, what do I really need - all that I need to look inside.
Hey oh...listen what I say oh
come back and hey oh, look at what I say oh
The more I see the less I know
The more I like to let it go - hey oh, woah...
People need the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow, finaly divided by a word so undecided and there's nowhere to go; Inbetween the cover of another perfect wonder and it's so white as snow, running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go. Ho! Went to descend to ammend for a friend of the channels that had broken down. Now you bring it up, I'm gonna ring it up - just to hear you sing it out. Step from the road to the sea to the sky, and I do belive what we rely on, when I lay it on, come get to play it on all my life to sacrifice
Hey oh...Listen what I say oh
I got your hey oh...listen what I say oh
The more I see, the less I know
The more I like to let it go - hey oh woah...
People need the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow. Finaly divided by a word so undecided and there's nowhere to go Inbetween the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go. I said hey hey yeah oh yeah, tell my love now. Hey hey yeah oh yeah, tell my love now. People need the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow, finaly divided by a word so undecided and there's nowhere to go. People need the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow...Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go.
I said hey oh yeah oh yeah..tell my love now
Hey yeah yeah...oh yeah
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 6:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 10:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 9:11 pm
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 VOLVER
Yo adivino el parpadeo
de las luces que a lo lejos,
van marcando mi retorno.
Son las mismas que alumbraron,
con sus pálidos reflejos,
hondas horas de dolor.
Y aunque no quise el regreso,
siempre se vuelve al primer amor:*
La vieta calle donde el eco dijo:
"Tuya es su vida, tuyo es su querer",
bajo el burlón mirar de las estrellas
que con indiferencia hoy me ven volver.
Volver,
con la frente marchita,
las nieves del tiempo
platearon mi sien.
Sentir, que es un soplo la vida,
que veinte años no es nada,
que febril la mirada
errante en las sombras
te busca y te nombra.
Vivir,
con el alma aferrada
a un dulce recuerdo,
que lloro otra vez.
Tengo miedo del encuentro
con el pasado que vuelve
a enfrentarse con mi vida.
Tengo miedo de las noches
que, pobladas de recuerdos,
encadenan mi soñar.
Pero el viajero que huye,
tarde o temprano detiene su andar.
Y aunque el olvido que todo destruye,
haya matado mi vieja ilusión,
guarda escondida una esperanza humilde,
que es toda la fortuna de mi corazón.
Volver,
con la frente marchita,
las nieves del tiempo
platearon mi sien.
Sentir, que es un soplo la vida,
que veinte años no es nada,
que febril la mirada
errante en las sombras
te busca y te nombra.
Vivir,
con el alma aferrada
a un dulce recuerdo,
que lloro otra vez.
Homenajito♥ |
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 6:29 pm
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Stop Me sung by MARK RONSON
Is this it?
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've
Heard this one before
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before
Nothing's changed
I still love you, oh, I still love you
...Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love
I was delayed, I was way-laid
An emergency stop
I smelt the last ten seconds of life
I crashed down on the crossbar
And the pain was enough to make
A shy, bald, buddhist reflect
And plan a mass murder
Who said lied I'd to her ?
Oh, who said I'd lied because I never ? I never !
Who said I'd lied because I never ?
I was detained, I was restrained
And broke my spleen
And broke my knee
(and then he really laced into me)
Friday night in Out-patients
Who said I'd lied to her ?
Oh, who said I'd lied ? - because I never, I never
Who said I'd lied ? - because I never
Oh, so I drank one
It became four
And when I fell on the floor ...
...I drank more
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've
Heard this one before
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before
Nothing's changed
I still love you, oh, I still love you
...Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 3:33 pm
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