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 Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 11:48 pm
I used to love her - Guns N' Roses
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I had to put her
Six feet under
And I can still hear her complain
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I knew I miss her
So I had to keep her
She's buried right in my back yard
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
She bitched so much
She drove me nuts
And now I'm happier this way
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I had to put her
Six feet under
And I can still hear her complain
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 2:57 am
Artista: Rhapsody
Tema: The Wizard's Last Rhymes
The aim of the serpent, the serpent's creation
reveals itself now trough crystal spheres
He's riding the waves as a real conqueror
colliding with ships, the ships of the kings
He owns... your sword!
The emerald weapon, the steel of the heroes
Flow the black tears of dark angels
Your blade is now serving the dark force...
the evil source of the unborn
the truth is there... in this hands
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...
FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE WIZARD'S LAST
RHYMES
We are reaching the brutal, the tragic dimension
led by reflections, reflections of death
the ghost in the fog... wander lamenting
while violence devours my wasted brain
Let me... awake!
The astral bewitchment is the fatal witness
of created surge of chaos
I reflect the constellations' fall
Now close your eyes and fight blind
The moon is dying, don't fear his might
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...
FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE POEM'S TRAGIC
RHYMES
Fierce blows the wind, infinite fires
on Elnor sea... hail to the king!
He died as brave, oh valiant hero
but so in vain, facing the storm... the storm!
And soon the snakes of the abyss
swallowed the mighty woodship
while the waves of the bloody ocean
were reaching the walls of the falling town...
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...
FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE POEM'S TRAGIC
RHYMES
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:08 am
Me encanta A.N.I.M.A.L y amo esta canción:
Loco Pro - A.N.I.M.A.L
Vamos disfruta el presente ya!
Nada en la vida es para siempre hermano,
escucha la voz de esta gente que dice:
Nada en esta vida nos pertenece para siempre
Disfruta el presente
Nada de la muerte te salvara
Y no olvides abrir tu mente,
Para ser feliz hay que sacudirla fuerte!
Busca siempre una sensacion
Que sacuda tu corazon con calor, con amor, destruye al bajo, sigue
el ritmo Chalon, Chalon.
Sube todo lo que puedas
Llega hasta donde tu quieras
Nunca mires para abajo y sigue siendo
un LOCO, LOCO, LOCO.
Ahi va!.
Dejala!.
Es solo una forma de liberarte!
Joya vieja!
Estamos de fiesta!
Chido, simon, late bien cabron!
Recuerda que en cada puto rincon de este planeta
Hay algo que espera por vos!
Cual es, cual es tu forma de ser ?
Cual es tu mejor forma de estar?
Cual es, cual es tu forma de ser ?
Cual es tu mejor forma de estar?
Hoy puedo estar donde nunca iba a imaginar
Desde aca te puedo ver, Ay!
Fijate que LOCO, LOCO, LOCO!
Tira toda tu energia
Ponla junto con la mia
Que la noche se haga ida
Y ya se puso LOCO, LOCO, LOCO!
Vamos disfruta el presente ya!
Nada en la vida es para siempre
Hermano, escucha la voz de esta raza
Que quiere ser libre
Que sale a la calle y no calla
Oye el canto de la razon
Hazte amigo de tu dolor
Dale mecha a tu inspiracion
Y vuela bien cerca de dios!
Cual es, cual es tu forma de ser ?
Cual es tu mejor forma de estar?
Cual es, cual es tu forma de ser ?
Cual es tu mejor forma de estar?
Cual es, cual es tu forma de ser ?
Cual es tu mejor forma de estar?
Vamos disfruta el presente
Nada hermano es para siempre
Lleva toda la energia
Siempre dispuesta a ponerla en la vida
Busca hermano una sensacion
Que palpita tu corazon
Vamos hermano destruye el bajon
Ahi va!
Dejala!
Es solo una forma de libertad.
Ahi va!
Dejala!
Sigue siendo un LOCO, LOCO, LOCO!
Ahi va!
Dejala!
Es solo una forma de libertad.
Ahi va!
Dejala!
Sigue siendo un LOCO, LOCO, LOCO!
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 5:54 pm
A.N.I.M.A.L. me parece un muy buen ejemplo de metal argentino.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 5:57 pm
"Black Horse & The Cherry Tree"
{Two, three, four}
(woo-hoo, woo-hoo) [throughout the whole song]
Well my heart knows me better than I know myself
So I'm gonna let it do all the talking.
I came across a place in the middle of nowhere
With a big black horse and a cherry tree.
I felt a little fear upon my back
He said "Don't look back, just keep on walking."
When the big black horse said, "Hey lady!" {When the big black horse said, "Look this way"}
Said, "Look this way, will you marry me?" {Said, "Hey, lady, will you marry me?"}
But I said no, no, no, no-no-no
I said no, no, you're not the one for me
No, no, no, no-no-no
I said no, no, you're not the one for me
And my heart hit a problem, in the early hours,
So I stopped it dead for a beat or two.
But I cut some cord, and I shouldn't have done it,
And it won't forgive me after all these years
So I sent it to a place in the middle of nowhere
With a big black horse and a cherry tree.
Now it won't come back, 'cause it's oh so happy
And now I've got a hole for the world to see
And it said no, no, no, no-no-no
Said no, no, you're not the one for me
No, no, no, no-no-no-no
Said no, no, you're not the one for me
{Not the one for me}
Said no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
You're not the one for me
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
You're not the one for me
(do, do, do, do)
Well I was
Big black horse and a cherry tree
I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
Big black horse and a cherry tree
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
No, no, no, no
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
No, no, no, no
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
I can't quite get there cause my heart's forsaken me
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
(Big black horse and a cherry tree) I can't quite get there 'cause my heart's forsaken me
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 5:59 pm
La verdad, esa cancion no me gusta mucho.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 2:08 pm
Chayane - Salomé
Tanta adrenalina, sube a mi cabeza,
miro como bailas y sale el fuego de tus caderas,
y con el tambor tu y yo, vamos acercandonos,
a esa tentacion que me vuelve loco y me desespera.
Y es que tu cintura, mi insulina pura,
me vas atrapando, me vas elevando,
y es que ese tu cuerpo nena,
que respira vida nena,
y es que tienes todo en esta vida pa' gozar.
Baila que ritmo te sobra, baila que bailame, acercate un poquito salomé,
baila que ritmo te sobra, baila que bailame, regalame tu hechizo de mujer.
Ay!, Ay!, Ay!, tu bajaste desde el cielo,
ay!, ay!, ay!, y me echaste al candelero,
ay!, ay!, ay!, tu bajaste desde el cielo,
ay!, ay!, ay!, mira niña si te quiero.
¡Eso!
Pero ven y baila,
siguete acercando que con tu sabor que es caribe y son,
seguimos gozando;
tu ritmo se vé mi amor,
cuando cae tu sudor y tus movimientos parecen mas que un gato sagrado.
Y es que tu cintura, de silueta luna,
que me va atrapando, me va alucinando,
y es que está en tu cuerpo nena,
eres vida, vida nena, y es que tienes todo en esta vida pa' gozar.
Baila que ritmo te sobra, baila que bailame, acercate un poquito Salomé,
baila que ritmo te sobra, baila que bailame, regalame tu hechizo de mujer.
Ay!, ay!, ay!,tu bajaste desde el cielo,
ay!, ay!, ay!, y me echaste al candelero,
ay!, ay!, ay!, tu bajaste desde el cielo,
ay!, ay!, ay!, mira niña si te quiero.
¡Eso!
ay, ay, ay, ay, Salomé; ay, ay, ay, ay, Salomé.
Bailame como quieras bailame,
que tu ritmo me vuelve loco Salomé,
Bailame como quieras, bailame, que tu ritmo me vuelve loco Salomé.
Baila que ritmo te sobre, baila que bailame, acercate un poquito salome,
baila que ritmo te sobra, baila que bailame regalame tu hechizo de mujer (2 veces).
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 2:45 pm
Artista: A Perfect Circle
Album: Thirteenth Step
Canción: The Outsider
Help me if you can.
It's just that this,
it's not the way I'm wired so could you please
help me understand
why you've given into all these
wreckless dark desires.
You're lying to yourself again,
suicidal imbecile.
Think about it, put it on a fault line.
What'll it take to get through to you, precious?
Over this, why do you want to throw it away like this?
Such a mess,
I don't want to watch you
disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time.
What's your rush, now?
Everyone will have his day to die.
Medicated drama queen.
Picture perfect numb belligerence.
Narcissistic drama queen,
craving fame and all its decadence.
Lying through your teeth again, suicidal imbecile.
Think about it, put it on a fault line.
What'll it take to get through to you, precious?
Over this, why do you want to throw it away like this?
Such a mess,
I don't want to watch you
disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time.
What's your rush, now?
Everyone will have his day to die.
They were right about you.
They were right about you.
Lying to my face again, suicidal imbecile.
Think about it, put it on a fault line.
What'll it take to get through to you precious?
Over this, why do you want to throw it away like this?
Such a mess, over this, over this.
Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time.
What's your hurry?
Everyone will have his day to die.
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere;
do it somewhere far away from here.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 3:26 pm
Coffee and Tv- Blur- Para Gabbo =P
Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored
One of many zeros
Kicked around bored
Your ears are full but your empty
Holding out your heart
To people who never really
Care how you are
So give me coffee and tv
History
Ive seen so much
Im goin blind
And Im braindead virtually
Sociability
Its hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again
Do you go to the country
It isnt very far
Theres people there who will hurt you
Cos of who you are
Your ears are full of the language
Theres wisdom there youre sure
til the words start slurring
And you cant find the door
So give me coffee and tv
History
Ive seen so much
Im goin blind
And Im braindead virtually
Sociability
Its hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again
So give me coffee and tv
History
Ive seen so much
Im goin blind
And Im braindead virtually
Sociability
Its hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 1:08 pm
xd Qué buen tema, Kia...
Interstate Love Song - Stone Temple Pilots
Waiting on a sunday afternoon
For what I read between the lines,
Your lies.
Feelin' like a hand in rusted shame
So do you laugh or does it cry?
Reply?
Leavin' on a southern train
Only yesterday you lied,
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by,
All of these things you said to me.
Breathing is the hardest thing
To do. With all I've said and
All thats dead for you,
You lied - good bye
Leavin' on a southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by,
All of these things I said to you.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 1:29 pm
Una letra de Cabezones:
ABISMO
Tan tarde como creíamos
Me arrodillo ante ti
Entonces dibujo a tientas lo que quise decir
En la cumbre de tu voz
Se extingue mi valor y nada más
Seguiré seguirás
cuanto tiempo debo renunciar
Seguiré seguirás
cuanto tiempo mas
Y perdí mi voluntad
Y no pude desertar
Y volví en mi bemol
Aunque nadie me enseño
Te devuelvo lo que soy y nada mas
Mis excusas no tienen sentido
Y un abismo se abrió ante mí
Agazapado espejo de mi espanto
Acurrucado volví a empezar
Seguiré seguirás
cuanto tiempo debo renunciar
Seguiré seguirás
cuanto tiempo mas
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 2:14 pm
Hakuna matata
Timón:
Hakuna matata, una forma de ser
Pumba:
Hakuna matata, nada que temer
Timón:
Sin preocuparse es como hay que vivir
Ambos:
A vivir así yo aquí aprendí
Timón:
Hakuna matata
Cuando un joven era él
Pumba:
Cuando joven era yo
Timón:
Muy bien
Pumba:
Gracias
Timón:
Sintió que su aroma le dio mucha fama
Vació la sabana después de comer
Pumba:
Un alma sensible soy, aunque de cuero cubierto estoy
Y a mis amigos, el viento se los llevó
Qué vergüenza
Timón:
Oh qué vergüenza
Pumba:
Mi nombre cambié a Hortensia
Timón:
Ese nombre no te queda
Pumba:
Y mucho sufrí yo
Timón:
Ay, como sufrió
Pumba:
Cada vez que yo-
Timón:
Pumba, no enfrente de los niños
Pumba:
Oh perdón
Ambos:
Hakuna matata, una forma de ser
Hakuna matata, nada que temer
Simba:
Sin preocuparse es como hay que vivir
Timón:
Sí, canta
Todos:
A vivir así yo aquí aprendí
Hakuna matata
Hakuna matata, hakuna matata
Hakuna matata, hakuna
Simba:
Sin preocuparse es como hay que vivir
Todos:
A vivir así yo aquí aprendí
Hakuna matata...
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 2:15 pm
TEMAZO sweet!!!!
TE PASASTE!!! blaugh
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 3:01 pm
Sweet xd
Sos groso!
Space Dementia - Muse
H 8 is the one for me
It gives me all I need
And helps me co-exist with the chill
You make me sick because I adore you so
I love all the dirty tricks
And twisted games you play on me
Space dementia in your eyes and
Peace will arise and tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
Mmmm, yeah
You'll make us want to die
I'd cut your name in my heart
We'll destroy this world for you
I know you want me to feel your pain
Space dementia in your eyes and
Peace will arise and tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
Ooooh...
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Ametenshi Vlos Valsharess
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 3:19 pm
Bien ahí Bells con MUSE! Aguante!!! blaugh
Sunburn - MUSE
Come waste your millions here
Secretly she sneers
Another corporate show
A guilty conscience grows
I'll feel a guilty conscience grow
I'll feel a guilty conscience grow
She burns like the sun
And I can't look away
And she'll burn our horizons make no mistake
Come let the truth be shared
No-one ever dared
To break these endless lies
Secretly she cries
She burns like the sun
And I can't look away
And she'll burn our horizons make no mistake
And I'll hide from the world
Behind a broken frame
And I'll burn forever
I can't face the shame
And I'll hide from the world
Behind a broken frame
And I'll burn forever
I can't face the shame
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