miércoles, 24 de diciembre de 2008
martes, 16 de diciembre de 2008
jueves, 27 de noviembre de 2008
domingo, 23 de noviembre de 2008
miércoles, 19 de noviembre de 2008
sábado, 8 de noviembre de 2008
sábado, 30 de agosto de 2008
sábado, 26 de julio de 2008
jueves, 24 de julio de 2008
sábado, 12 de abril de 2008
sábado, 22 de marzo de 2008
lunes, 17 de marzo de 2008
miércoles, 12 de marzo de 2008
martes, 11 de marzo de 2008
jueves, 6 de marzo de 2008
miércoles, 27 de febrero de 2008
dixie chicks not ready to make nice
Not Ready To Make Nice lyrics
Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I’m still waiting
I’m through with doubt
There’s nothing left for me to figure out
I’ve paid a price
And I’ll keep paying
I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I know you said
Can’t you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it
I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’
It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they’d write me a letter
Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over
I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and
I don’t have time to go round and round and round
It’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I’m still waiting
Gentileza de Miriam de Coruña
domingo, 24 de febrero de 2008
miércoles, 20 de febrero de 2008
viernes, 15 de febrero de 2008
jueves, 14 de febrero de 2008
viernes, 8 de febrero de 2008
domingo, 3 de febrero de 2008
viernes, 25 de enero de 2008
miércoles, 16 de enero de 2008
EDURNE - Te falta veneno (videoclip)
Dedicada a Rosa Romero de Ceuta
Pobre muchacha cuando llega a la oficina.
¡Ay! Que se pone nerviosita ‘perdía’,
que los tiburones se la zampan con papitas fritas.
Y es que es ella tan inocente y tan enterita.
¡Ay! Pobre niña que has caído del cielo,
y desde el limbo caes y bajas a este mundo de lagartas.
Ya no se puede ir por el mundo derrochando el amor.
En esta vida hay que saber capear.
A ti te falta veneno y te sobra corazón.
Así vas a llegar a Santa ‘na’ más.
Despierta niña y baja ya de la parra.
En esta vida hay que saber torear.
A ti te falta veneno y te sobra corazón.
A ti el plumero se te ve ‘cantidá’.
Ni cabeza gacha ni palabra breve,
mete el alma al saco y échale cerrojo fuerte.
Como dicen por ahí, tú saca dientes.
No hay mejor remedio contra tiburones.
A ver mi niña si eres lista y te arrancas.
A librarte para siempre de esta panda de lagartas.
Estribillo
Quien bien te quiere te dirá: piensa en ti.
Las reglas del juego siempre han sido así.
Ya verás, el tiempo al finalpone a cada uno en lugar.
Estribillo
Ay Bea, mi Bea, no me seas inocente,
que ‘pa’ comerse el pastel, hay que hincar bien el diente.
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lunes, 14 de enero de 2008
domingo, 13 de enero de 2008
jueves, 10 de enero de 2008
martes, 8 de enero de 2008
Alicia Keys - No One
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Gentileza de Milagros Marlenne de Perú
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sábado, 5 de enero de 2008
viernes, 4 de enero de 2008
miércoles, 2 de enero de 2008
martes, 1 de enero de 2008
Doin' It For Brazil - Barnaby Weir & Clube Do Balanco
Gentileza de Martha Bettros, argentina en Granada (España)
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Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten - Acoustic Performance
Gentileza de Ricardo Ranalli (Venezolano en España)
La letra es muy bonita
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, i'm undefined
i'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
starring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your innovations
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
oh, yeah, yeah
i break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
within condition, to not make mistakes, but i can't live that way
starring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your innovations
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your innovations
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
starring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your innovations
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
the rest is still unwritten
the rest is still unwritten
oh, yeah, yeah
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