lunes, 23 de enero de 2006
Hoy lunes empiezo...
Creo que hoy empezaré 80 cosas a la vez / algo tendré que inventar para tratar de reaccionar.No sé cómo haré, lo tengo que estudiar / ya no, nunca más me abandonará .Lo intento por cuarta vez / no me consigo defender / y lo que era bueno ayer / hoy me parece que no lo es Ya está, ya lo sé, me dejaré engañar / tendré que aprender a vivir con élLa Buena Vida (2001) 80 cosas (al final del camino)Powered by
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posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el lunes, enero 23, 2006
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sábado, 14 de enero de 2006
I need and I wish...pls
Gotta get away..gotta get away / I'm on a permanent vacation / Nothing left to move / I want a revelation / Nothing left to prove I could take it with me / Leave you all behind / Got some kind of feeling / Burnin' on my mind Sleeping late in the morning / Stay out all night long / Every day is like the one before / I'm going wrongI'm on a permanent vacation / Nothing left to lose / I want a revelation / Nothing left to prove / / I can take it with me / Leave you all behind / Got some kind of feeling / Burnin on my mind There's only one thing you can do / This I gotta do / I got nothing to win...nothing to lose / Nothing left to prove / One thing to do Well, I'm on a permanent vacation / Permanent vacationR.E.M. (1980) Permanent VacationPowered by
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posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el sábado, enero 14, 2006
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martes, 3 de enero de 2006
Para cantar al oido
Like a bird on the wire / like a drunk in a midnight choir / I have tried in my way to be free. / Like a worm on a hook, / like a knight from some old fashioned book / I have saved all my ribbons for thee. / If I, if I have been unkind / I hope that you can just let it go by. / If I, if I have been untrue / I hope you know it was never to you.Like a baby, stillborn, / like a beast with his horn / I have torn everyone who reached out for me. / But I swear by this song / and by all that I have done wrong / I will make it all up to thee. / I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch / he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." / And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door / she cried to me "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh like a bird on the wire, / like a drunk in a midnight choir have tried in my way to be free. LEONARD COHEN (1969) Bird on the WirePowered by
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posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el martes, enero 03, 2006
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