Tecnicas de meditacion pasiva...
NO ME DA LA GANA Y YA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Musica
NO ME DA LA GANA Y YA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here Without You ( 3 Doors Down )
A hundred days had made me older Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder
And I dont think I can look at this the same
But all the miles had separate
They disappeared now when Im dreaming of your face
Im here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
Im here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight its only you and me
The miles just keep rolling as the people either way to say hello
I hear this life is overrated but I hope it gets better as we go
Im here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
Im here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go
It gets hard but it wont take away my love
And when the last one falls, when its all said and done
it get hard but it wont take away my love
Im here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
Im here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me
Im here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
Im here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
But tonight girl its only you and me
Como me haces falta BB....
Forfeit (Chevelle)
Will not be shaken, And jump into this,
And be pursuasive, just carry on.
Make my mind up, to go though this,
Or be firm and sit in silence.
'Cause I want to fight,
I want to fight,
I want to prove I'm right.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
So turn and forfeit.
Forfeit.
Learn from this,
Prehistoric dance and
Refrain from talking,
Solves our problems.
Medicated, could do some good,
Or find a way to relate,
Or just shut up.
'Cause I want to fight,
I want to fight,
I want to prove I'm right.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
So turn and forfeit.
Forfeit...
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
I want to prove I'm right.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
I want to prove I'm right.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
So turn and forfeit.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
So turn and forfeit.
So step up.
So step up...
And forfeit.
So step up.
Forfeit......
El Viento eres Tù
A veces entra en el bosque un silbido velozque recorre fugaz la penumbra y la luz,
y los árboles fríos del bosque soy yo.
Todas las copas se postran a fin de existir;
de no hacerlo, deshechas habrían de morir,
y ese viento que trae la muerte eres tú.
Eres la llama que abraza la flor
y la violencia del fiero huracán,
la sombra oscura que sigue mi amor.
Por qué, por qué tú sigues, di,
matando este amor que hoy dejas.
(1966)
La cancion del elegido
Siempre que se hace una historiase habla de un viejo, de un niño o de sí,
pero mi historia es difícil:
no voy a hablarles de un hombre común.
Haré la historia de un ser de otro mundo,
de un animal de galaxia.
Es una historia que tiene que ver
con el curso de la Vía Láctea.
Es una historia enterrada.
Es sobre un ser de la nada.
Nació de una tormenta
en el sol de una noche,
el penúltimo mes.
Fue de planeta en planeta
buscando agua potable,
quizás buscando la vida
o buscando la muerte
eso nunca se sabe.
Quizás buscando siluetas
o algo semejante
que fuera adorable,
o por lo menos querible,
besable, amable.
Él descubrió que las minas
del rey Salomón
se hallaban en el cielo
y no en el África ardiente,
como pensaba la gente.
Pero las piedras son frías
y le interesaban calor y alegrías.
Las joyas no tenían alma,
sólo eran espejos, colores brillantes.
Y al fin bajo hacia la guerra
¡perdón! quise decir a la tierra.
Supo la historia de un golpe,
sintió en su cabeza cristales molidos
y comprendió que la guerra
era la paz del futuro:
lo más terrible se aprende enseguida
y lo hermoso nos cuesta la vida.
La última vez lo vi irse
entre el humo y metralla,
contento y desnudo:
iba matando canallas
con su cañón de futuro.
(1969)
Time For Me to Fly (REO Speedwagon)
I've been around for youI've been up and down for you
But I just can't get any relief
I've swallowed my pride for you
I've lived and lied for you
But you still make me feel like a thief
You got me stealin' your love away
'Cause you never give it
Peeling the years away
And we can't relive it
Oh I make you live
And you make cry
I believe it's time for me to fly
You said we'd work it out
You said that you had no doubt
That deep down we were really in love
Oh, but I'm tired of holding on
To a feeling I know is gone
I do believe that I've had enough
I've had enough of the falseness
Of a worn out relation
Enough of the jealousy
And the intoleration
Oh I make you laugh
And you make me cry
I believe it's time for me to fly
CHORUS:
Time for me to fly
Oh, I've got to set myself free
Time for me to fly
And that's just how it's got to be
I know it hurts to say goodbye
But it's time for me to fly
Oh, don't you know it's...
CHORUS
It's time for me to fly...
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Gracias por las fotos trampa!!!
TU DIS RIEN
Tu penses quoi toi Tu dis rienEn une heure, de tes bras souffler
la colère du monde Voyager,
être là sauver chacune des secondes
Et protéger du froid les idées sans confondre
Tu vois je rêve encore
Penser plus vite que mon ombre
Vois-tu je serais roi
Jusqu'à celui de ce monde
Te souviens-tu de moi
Et jusqu'au son de ma voix
Suis je aussi maladroit
Et tristesse à la fois
Tu vois je rêve encore
marcher plus vite que mes pas
mais toi tu penses quoi ? Tu dis rien
Soulager de tes bras douleur et poussière mon ange,
au voleur de ta voix plier chacune des phalanges
me suggérer comme ça des yeux du bout des doigts
Tout bas je rêve encore penser plus vite
je peux pas Toi tu dis rien,
tu oublies Tu penses à rien, tu souris ?
Qu'est-ce qu'on est bien, on oublie
On traverse le haut, nos bas s'épousent sans lieu sombre
et toi tu penses quoi ? Tu dis rien
Moi je veux bien m'arrêter si tu veux danser
moi je veux bien tout quitter
Si tu veux bien t'approcher
mais toi tu penses quoi ? Tu dis rien.
S I L E N C E
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Musique: Louise Attaque 2000 "Pas comme les autres"
Gwen je retrouvez ton cd... :D
A Wicked Game
"Wicked Game"The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I knew somebody like you.
No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,
I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd loose somebody like you no,
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)
Nobody loves no one.
Revoir Paris
Revoir ParisUn petit séjour d'un mois
Revoir Paris
Et me retrouver chez moi
Seul sous la pluie
Parmi la foule des grands boulevards
Quelle joie inouïe
D'aller ainsi au hasard
Prendre un taxi
Qui va le long de la Seine
Et me revoici
Au fond du Bois de Vincennes
Roulant joyeux
Vers ma maison de banlieue
Où ma mère m'attend
Les larmes aux yeux
Le cur content
Mon Dieu que tout le monde est gentil
Mon Dieu quel sourire à la vie
Mon Dieu merci
Mon Dieu merci d'être ici
Ce n'est pas un rêve
C'est l'île d'amour que je vois
Le jour se lève
Et sèche les pleurs des bois
Dans la petite gare
Un sémaphore appelle ces gens
Tous ces braves gens
De la Varenne et de Nogent
Bonjour la vie
Bonjour mon vieux soleil
Bonjour ma mie
Bonjour l'automne vermeil
Je suis un enfant
Rien qu'un enfant tu sais
Je suis un petit Français
Rien qu'un enfant
Tout simplement
Paris (Esta cancion fue escrita por el ya fallecido Charles Trenet, una vez que estuvo preso en EEUU.... pienso que es la mejor manera de añorar algo.. cantando..... ) Diego di bonjour a paris de ma part... je reviendre un jour!