Lyrics

[Frutillitas]

Unholy Templar Gehenna

Hielo-Ice

Unholy Templar Gehenna

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Hay una sola persona en la guild con los ojos que describe ésta canción. 3nodding

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieen?

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Nadie... rolleyes


biggrin

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieeen?  

[Jon Gabo]

Hielo-Ice

Unholy Templar Gehenna

Hielo-Ice

Unholy Templar Gehenna

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Hay una sola persona en la guild con los ojos que describe ésta canción. 3nodding

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieen?

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Nadie... rolleyes


biggrin

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieeen?

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Nadiee... rolleyes


biggrin

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

 

[sebi_899]

Recuerdos
Las Pastillas Del Abuelo

Tanto que mover cuando no va mas
Tanta promesas dormidas
una melodia repetida de un sueño artificial
y se alejo mi fiel conciencia
cuando te fuiste al cielo
lo mas curioso es que no entiendo
ya que esperar

Recuerdos lejanos
secretos que cuando me acerco desaparencen
vivimos distintos destino cruzando el mismo temporal

y me despido de vos
te falto decirme un dia
ni despedida en esta rima
mi ultima cancion

Recuerdos lejanos
secretos que cuando me acerco desaparencen
vivimos distintos
destino cruzando el mismo temporal

Recuerdos lejanos
secretos que cuando me acerco desaparencen
vivimos distintos
destino cruzando el mismo temporal  

[Frutillitas]

Unholy Templar Gehenna

Hielo-Ice

Unholy Templar Gehenna

Hielo-Ice

Unholy Templar Gehenna

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Hay una sola persona en la guild con los ojos que describe ésta canción. 3nodding

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieen?

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Nadie... rolleyes


biggrin

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieeen?

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Nadiee... rolleyes


biggrin

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeenn?  

[sebi_899]

dudo que flopi se no detenga hasta que le digas quien sweatdrop  

[Frutillitas]

sebi_899

dudo que flopi se no detenga hasta que le digas quien sweatdrop

Correcto! xD

eso q tenes en la mano es el grace of eros o me parece xD  

[sebi_899]

no te parece es el coso de los caballos sweatdrop
ya casi consigo el summoning wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii  

[Jon Gabo]

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Perfect Situation - Weezer

What's the deal with my brain?
Why am I so obviously insane?
In a perfect situation
I let love down the drain.
There's the pitch, slow and straight.
All I have to do is swing
and I'm a hero, but I'm a zero.

Hungry nights, once again,
now it's getting unbelievable.
'Cause I could not have it better,
but I just can't get no play.
From the girls, all around
as they search the night for someone to hold onto,
and I just pass through...

Singing...
Oh-oh... Oh-oh... Oh, oooh...
Singing...
Oh-oh... Oh-oh... Oh, oooh...


Get your hands off the girl,
Can't you see that she belongs to me?
And I don't appreciate this excess company.
Though I can't satisfy all the needs she has
and so she starts to wander...
Can you blame her?

Singing...
Oh-oh... Oh-oh... Oh, oooh...
Singing...
Oh-oh... Oh-oh... Oh, oooh...


Tell me there's a logic out there.
Leading me to better prepare
for the day that something really special might come.
Tell me there's some hope for me.
I don't wanna be lonely
For the rest of my days on the earth.


Oh-oh... Oh-oh... Oh, oooh...
Singing...
Oh-oh... Oh-oh... Oh, oooh...
Singing...

Uoh-uoh... Uoh-uoh... Uoh, uoooh...

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

 

[Jon Gabo]

Hielo-Ice

Unholy Templar Gehenna

Hielo-Ice

Unholy Templar Gehenna

Hielo-Ice

Unholy Templar Gehenna

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Hay una sola persona en la guild con los ojos que describe ésta canción. 3nodding

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieen?

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Nadie... rolleyes


biggrin

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieeen?

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Nadiee... rolleyes


biggrin

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

Quieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeenn?

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Te dije: Nadie. Y si lo dijera no lo diría acá. wink

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

 

[Jon Gabo]

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Luego de escuchar el Especial de Kabul sobre David Bowie, me dieron ganas de postear ésta canción. 3nodding

Under Pressure - Queen & David Bowie

Pressure, pushing down on me,
pressing down on you, no man ask for.
Under pressure, that burns a building down,
splits a family in two, puts people on streets.

Beh bah bah beh, beh bah bah beh,
Beh bah, beh bah.

That's o-kay!
It's the terror of knowing,
what this world is about,
watching some good friends,
screaming: "Let me out!"
Pray tomorrow, takes me higher,
pressure on people, people on streets...

Do do do, bah bah bah bah, bah.
O-kay.
Chippin' around,
kick my brains round the floor.
These are the days
it never rains but it pours.
People on streets.
People on streets.


It's the terror of knowing,
what this world is about,
watching some good friends,
screaming: "Let me out!"
Pray tomorrow, takes me higher, higher, higher,
pressure on people, people on streets.


Turned away from it all,
like a blind man,
sat on a fence but it don't work.
Keep coming up with love,
but it's so slashed and torn.
Why, why, why?

Love, love, love, love...


Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking...
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love, that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love,
give love, give love, give love, give love, give love...?

Cause love's such an old fashioned word,
and love dares you to care
for people on the edge of the night,
and love dares you to change our way
of caring about ourselves
this is our last dance,
this is our last dance.

This is ourselves, under pressure,
under pressure, pressure...

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

 

[CindoRela]

Impulse - An Endless Sporadic  

[[Sake]]

Good Charlotte - Say anything

Here I am on the phone again and...
Awkward silences on the other end
I used to know the sound of a smile in your voice
But right now (right now ) all I feel (all I feel) is the pain of fighting starting up again

All the things we talk about
You know they stay on my mind, on my mind
All the things we laugh about
they'll bring us through it every time,
After time, after time

Don't say a word,
I know you feel the same
Just give me a sign
Say anything, say anything
Please don't walk away,
I know you wanna stay
If you just give me a sign
Say anything, say anything

Some say that time changes,
best friends can become strangers
But I don't want that, no not for you
If you just stay with me we can make it through
So here we are again the same old argument
Now I'm wondering if things will ever change
When will you laugh again,
laugh like you did back when
We'd make noise 'til 3 am,
And the neighbors would complain

All the things we talk about
You know they stay on my mind, on my mind
All the things we laugh about
they'll bring us through it every time,
After time, after time

Don't say a word,
I know you feel the same
Just give me a sign
Say anything, say anything
Please don't walk away,
I know you wanna stay
If you just give me a sign
Say anything, say anything

I'm fallin...
I'm fallin...
I'm fallin down

I'm fallin...
I'm fallin...
I'm fallin down

Down, down,down...

Don't say a word,
I know you feel the same
Just give me a sign
Say anything, say anything
Please don't walk away,
I know you wanna stay
If you just give me a sign
Say anything, say anything

Don't say a word, (Please don't leave...)
I know you feel the same
Just give me a sign
Say anything, say anything
Please don't walk away, (Please don't leave...)
I know you wanna stay
If you just give me a sign
Say anything, say anything  

[Frutillitas]

Nine In The Afternoon - Panic At The Disco

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as lovers can, you know
Yeah we're feeling so good
Picking up things we shouldn't read
It looks like the end of history as we know
It's just the end of the world

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as love, you could you can

Into a place, where thoughts can bloom
Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon
And we know that it could be
And we know that it should
And you know that you feel it too

[Chorus]
'Cause it's nine in the afternoon and
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the Afternoon

Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good

Back to the street
Down to our feet
Losing the feeling of feeling unique
Do you know what I mean?

Back to the place
Where we used to say
Man it feels good to feel this way
Now I know what I mean

Back to the street, back to the place
Back to the room where it all began
Back to the room where it all began

[Chorus]
'Cause it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do

When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon

[Spoken/Sung]
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon  

[Jon Gabo]

I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.

Parallel Universe - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Deep inside of a parallel universe,
it's getting harder and harder
to tell what came first...

Under water where thoughts can breathe, easily...

Far away you were made in a sea,
just like me...

Christ I'm a sidewinder, I'm a
California King!
I swear it's everywhere,
it's everything...

Staring straight up into the sky,
oh my my, a solar system that fits
in your eye microcosm...

You could die but your never dead spider web,
take a look at the stars in your head
fields of space kid...

Christ I'm a sidewinder, I'm a
California King!
I swear it's everywhere,
it's everything...

Psychic changes are born in your heart,
entertain.
A nervous breakthrough that makes us the same,
bless your heart girl.

Kill the pressure it's raining on,
salty cheeks,
when you hear the beloved song,
I am with you...

Christ I'm a sidewinder, I'm a
California King!
I swear it's everywhere,
it's everything...

Christ I'm a sidewinder, I'm a
California King!
I swear it's everywhere,
it's everything...

How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me.

 

[Mentita]

Un tema famoso de Discépolo y Mores.


De chiquilín te miraba de afuera
como esas cosas que nunca se alcanzan
la ñata contra el vidrio,
en un azul de frío
que sólo fue después, viviendo,
igual al mío.
Como una escuela de todas las cosas,
ya de muchacho, me diste, entre asombros,
el cigarrillo,
la fe en mis sueños
y una esperanza de amor.

¿Cómo olvidarte en esta queja,
cafetín de Buenos Aires,
si sos lo único en la vida
que se pareció a mi vieja ?
En tu mezcla milagrosa
de sabihondos y suicidas
yo aprendí filosofía,
dados, timba y la poesía
cruel, de no pensar más en mí.

Me diste en oro un puñado de amigos
que son los mismos que alientan mis horas:
José, el de la quimera;
Marcial, que aún cree y espera
y el flaco Abel que se nos fue
pero aún me guía.
Sobre tus mesas que nunca preguntan
lloré una tarde el primer desengaño,
nací a las penas, bebí mis años…
¡y me entregué sin luchar!