viernes, 23 de abril de 2010
viernes, 16 de abril de 2010
sábado, 10 de abril de 2010
I've gotta say I'm on my way down.
God give me style and give me grace.
God put a smile upon my face.
Where do we go to draw the line?
I've gotta say I wasted all your time, (oh honey honey).
Where do I go to fall from grace?
God put a smile upon your face, yeah.
Now, when you work it out I'm worse than you.
Yeah, when you work it out I wanted to.
Now, when you work out where to draw the line.
Your guess is as good as mine.
Where do we go nobody knows?
Don't even say you're on your way down, (when).
God gave you style and gave you grace and put a smile upon your face.
Where do we go?
nobody knows.
And I'm telling you I'm not going.
You're the best man I'll ever know.
There ¡s no way I can ever go,
'cause I'm not leaving without you.
I don't wanna be free,
I'm stayin, I'm staying
and you are going to love me.
Tear down the mountains
Yell, scream, and shout like you can say what you want
I'm not walking out.
Stop all the rivers, push, strike, and kill
I'm not gonna leave you.
There's no way I will.
I'm not leaving without you.
You only see what your eyes want to see. How can life be what you want it to be? You're frozen when your heart's not open. You're so consumed with how much you get that you waste your time with hate and regret. You're frozen when your heart's not open. If I could melt your heart, we'd never be apart. Give yourself to me. You are the key. Now there's no point in placing the blame and you should know that I'd suffer the same, If I lose you, my heart would be broken. Love is a bird, she needs to fly. Let all the hurt inside you die. You're frozen when your heart's not open. If I could melt your heart we'd never be apart. Give yourself to me. You are the key. You only see what your eyes want to see. How can life be what you want it to be? You're frozen when your heart's not open.
Don't tell me not to live
Just sit and putta
Life's candy
And the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly
I simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Who told you
You're allowed to rain on my parade
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir
Ooh, life is juicy, juicy and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir
Get ready for me love
Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want, I know how
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
Eye on the target and wham!
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey Mister Arnstein, here I am!
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me love
Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Nobody, no nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade ♪
Just sit and putta
Life's candy
And the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly
I simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Who told you
You're allowed to rain on my parade
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir
Ooh, life is juicy, juicy and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir
Get ready for me love
Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want, I know how
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
Eye on the target and wham!
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey Mister Arnstein, here I am!
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me love
Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Nobody, no nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade ♪
viernes, 9 de abril de 2010
jueves, 8 de abril de 2010
Si para recobrar lo recobrado, fue necesario perder lo perdido. Si para conseguir lo conseguido, tuve que soportar lo soportado. Si para estar ahora enamorado, fue mi inhestar haber estado herido. Tengo por bien sufrido lo sufrido, tengo por bien llorado lo llorado. Porque después de todo he comprobado, que no se goza bien de lo gozado, sino después de haberlo padecido. Porque después de todo he comprendido, que lo que el arbol tiene de florido, vive de lo que tiene sepultado.
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