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domingo, 30 de agosto de 2009
jueves, 27 de agosto de 2009
domingo, 23 de agosto de 2009
sábado, 22 de agosto de 2009
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And if I made a promise
Could I stay by your side?
Would you guarantee my safety?
And say that I'b be alright?
And if judgement day started tonight
At least I'd know I was right
And I'd be laughing at the end of the world
But take my hand tonight
I think we'll be alright
Could I stay by your side?
Would you guarantee my safety?
And say that I'b be alright?
And if judgement day started tonight
At least I'd know I was right
And I'd be laughing at the end of the world
But take my hand tonight
I think we'll be alright
viernes, 21 de agosto de 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LADY WITH GUN...
Take me out tonight
Where there´s music and there´s people
And they´re young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven´t got one... Anymore.
Where there´s music and there´s people
And they´re young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven´t got one... Anymore.
jueves, 20 de agosto de 2009
lunes, 17 de agosto de 2009
THE OVERCOME
[...] porque esta noche nos pertenece...esta hermosa noche roja. Sea pues amado hermano de la oscuridad, rompamos los limites de la realidad...Desconoscamos los colores y bañemos nuestro cuerpo de vida...Solo esta noche...¡Volvamonos Rojo!
Caifanes
Save the last dance for me...
Oh baby,here comes the fear again.
The end is near again
A monkey's built a house on your back.
The end is near again
A monkey's built a house on your back.
You can't get anyone to come in the sack
And here comes another panic attack
Oh here we go again.
Pulp
Miedo,es lo que debe tener el cielo.
Sera invadido por amantes delirantes por un beso,
Por profetas y dementes exiliados.
Miedo,es lo que debe tener la vida.
Sera enfrentada por los presos y los brujos solitarios,
Por las animas de niños enjuiciados.
Muerte, abrazaras a demonios hechos carne por un sueño,
A los cuerpos hechos polvo sin justicia. [...]
Sera invadido por amantes delirantes por un beso,
Por profetas y dementes exiliados.
Miedo,es lo que debe tener la vida.
Sera enfrentada por los presos y los brujos solitarios,
Por las animas de niños enjuiciados.
Muerte, abrazaras a demonios hechos carne por un sueño,
A los cuerpos hechos polvo sin justicia. [...]
Caifanes
Save the last dance for me...
Bonna noite...
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