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 Posted: Tue May 27, 2008 12:01 pm
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Hallelujah (Aleluya)
I've heard there was
A secret chord
That David played, and
It pleased the Lord
But you don't really care
For music, do you?
It goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king
Composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Your faith was strong
But you needed proof
You saw her bathing
On the roof
Her beauty and the
Moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne
And she cut your hair
And from your lips
She drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe I've been here before
I know this room
I've walked this floor
I used to live alone
Before I knew you
I've seen your flag
On the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and
It's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time
You let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show
It to me, do you?
I remember when
I moved in, you
Your holy dark
Was moving too
And every breath we drew
Was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever
Learned from love
Was how to shoot
At someone
Who outdrew you
It's not a cry
You can hear at night
It's not somebody
Who's seen the light
It's a cold and
It's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 4:56 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Sugar Kane - Sonic Youth
You're perfect in the way, a perfect end today.
You're burning out their lights, and burning in their eyes.
I love you sugar kane, ah comin' from the rain.
Oh kiss me like a frog, and turn me into flame.
I love you all the time, I need you 8 to 9.
And I can stay all night, your body shining...
And I know,
there's something down, there sugar soul.
Back to the cross a twisted lane,
there something down there sugar kane...
I'm back again in love, I'm back again a dove.
Where'd you get your light, your smilin' sugar life...
Another lover's day, another cracked up night.
Every night I say, the light is coming...
And I know,
there's something down there sugar cone.
Back to the cross a twisted lane,
there's something down there sugar kane...
Hey angel come and play, and fly me away.
A stroll along the beach, until you're out of time.
I love you sugar kane, a crack into the dream.
I love you sugar kane, I love you sugar kane...
I love you sugar kane, I love you sugar kane...
I love you sugar kane, I love you sugar...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 5:06 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
No Such Thing - Chris Cornell
Saw the world, it was beautiful,
but the rain got in and ruined it all.
Then I tried to be invisible,
it was impossible.
Even for me...
I laughed at love, it was a big mistake.
In the absence of I filled it with hate...
Cause there's no such thing as nothing.
Yeah, there's no such thing as nothing at all...
I had the brains not to think at all,
but the rain got in,
and I thought too hard.
On the world, and as usual,
I slumped too far
into the void...
I tried to make everything meaningless,
but the rain got in and made it a mess...
'Cause there's no such thing as nothing...
Yeah, there's no such thing as nothing at all...
Yeah, there's no such thing as nothing...
But my finger's on the trigger,
and I'll turn off the world...
So what gives me the right,
to think that I could throw away a life,
Even mine...?
And what makes you believe,
that you could get away with getting old,
overlapping me...?
Maybe to lose or to save your soul,
is a choice of how you fill the hole.
And the rain got in...
Cause there's no such thing as nothing...
Yeah, there's no such thing as nothing at all...
There's no such thing as nothing...
But my finger's on the trigger,
and I'll turn off the world...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 5:31 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Creo que posteé ya esta canción... Pero está TAN buena, que merece ser mencionada otra vez. 3nodding
Wow - Snow Patrol
Don't be scared of anything at all.
Everything we have is all we need.
All the spotlights streaming into angry skies,
means there's no one watching as we leave.
Say the first thing that
comes into your mind when you see me.
If it looks like it works and it feels like it works,
then it works.
With the sun on your face
all these worries will soon disappear.
Just follow me now, just follow me now...
I find careful patterns in the snow,
it seems you did come round but changed your mind.
If you'd just take ten more steps to me,
I won't ever ask you again.
Just because I couldn't say doesn't make me a liar.
I noticed a change in the tone of your voice,
it's so clear.
My role in this mess
is not something that I can be proud of.
But it's all going to change,
it's all going to change...
It's all going to change,
it's all going to change...
It's all going to change,
it's all going to change...
Say the first thing that
comes into your mind when you see me.
If it looks like it works and it feels like it works,
then it works.
With the sun on your face
all these worries will soon disappear.
Just follow me now, just follow me now...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 6:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 4:34 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Un tema muy bonito de Snow Patrol. whee Hands Open - Snow Patrol
It's hard to argue when
you won't stop making sense.
But my tongue still misbehaves and it
keeps digging my own grave with my...
Hands open, and my eyes open.
I just keep hoping
that your heart opens.
Why would I sabotage
the best thing that I have.
Well, it makes it easier to know
exactly what I want with my...
Hands open, and my eyes open.
I just keep hoping
that your heart opens.
It's not as easy as willing it all to be right.
Gotta be more than hoping it's right
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
Collapse into me, tired with joy
It's not as easy as willing it all to be right,
gotta be more than hoping it's right.
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it,
collapse into me, tired with joy.
Put Sufjan Stevens on
and we'll play your favorite song.
'Chicago' bursts to life and your
sweet smile remembers you, my...
Hands open, and my eyes open.
I just keep hoping
that your heart opens.
It's not as easy as willing it all to be right,
gotta be more than hoping it's right.
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it,
collapse into me, tired with joy.
It's not as easy as willing it all to be right,
gotta be more than hoping it's right.
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it,
collapse into me, tired with joy.
It's not as easy as willing it all to be right,
gotta be more than hoping it's right.
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it,
collapse into me, tired with joy.
It's not as easy as willing it all to be right,
gotta be more than hoping it's right.
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it,
collapse into me, tired with joy.
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 12:47 pm
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Me agarro la nostalgia de Queen (si..me gusta! ..pero las canciones viejas, osea con Freddy Mercury)
Bohemian Rhapsody
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy (poor boy), I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
It's too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?
Thunderbolts and lightning - very very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo Figaro - magnifico
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me
for me
for me
for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 1:05 pm
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Billy Joel / We didn't start the fire
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe
Rosenbergs, H-Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, "The King and I", and "The Catcher in the Rye"
Eisenhower, vaccine, England's got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye
CHORUS
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
Though we did ignite it
But we tried to fight it
Josef Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc
Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron
Dien Bien Phu Falls, Rock Around the Clock
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland
Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Khrushchev
Princess Grace, Peyton Place, Trouble in the Suez
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
Though we did ignite it
But we tried to fight it
Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, Bridge On The River Kwai
Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California Baseball,
Starkwether, Homicide, Children of Thalidomide
Buddy Holly, Ben Hur, Space Monkey, Mafia
Hula Hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go
U2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, Psycho, Belgians in the Congo
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
Though we did ignite it
But we tried to fight it
Hemingway, Eichmann, Stranger in a Strange Land,
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion
Lawrence of Arabia, British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson
Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British Politician sex
J.F.K. blown away, what else do I have to say
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
Though we did ignite it
But we tried to fight it
Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, Terror on the airline
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless Vets, AIDS, Crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law
Rock and Roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning since the world's been turning.
We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
It will still burn on, and on, and on, and on...
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
Though we did ignite it
But we tried to fight it
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
Though we did ignite but
But we tried to fight it
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire...
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 4:59 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Nothing Wrong - Jimmy Eat World
Hold them down our bleeding suspects.
(Just because, just 'cause, just who are you?)
Like candle light, burn burn burn, baby.
(Burn, burn, whose turn, Who gets a taste today?)
We've done nothing wrong,
but we've done nothing!
We can't look away,
but we're just looking.
It's second nature to say,
hey hey hey, we've done nothing wrong!
Turn them off, our blacklist singers.
(Don't ask why, don't cry, don't make a scene.)
A forty-five, spin spin spin, give in.
(Spin spin, who wins, who's not afraid to play?)
We've done nothing wrong,
but we've done nothing!
We can't look away,
but we're just looking in.
It's second nature to say,
Hey hey hey, we've done nothing but -
nothing but take what's handed down.
Said nothing but words approved to shout.
We wanna know that we own the cake we're eating
spit it out! Out, out...
Hold them down! (Burn, burn!)
Hold them down our bleeding suspects.
Turn them off! (Turn, turn!)
Turn them off our blacklist singers...
We've done nothing wrong,
but we've done nothing.
We can't look away,
but we're just looking.
It's second nature to say,
hey hey hey, we've done nothing wrong!
We've done nothing wrong!
We've done nothing wrong!
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 1:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 2:38 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Car Crash - Dirty Americans
You pick your fights on the wrong day,
you know better, do it anyway.
You know I love you but it's killing me,
this s**t is crazy you must agree...
Your love is like a car crash...
You leave me bloody and take all my money...
Like a car crash...
You leave me bloody and take all my money...
Alright...
Feels like we're living in hell again,
stab me with words, no I'm not a man.
You know I love you, but it's killing you,
thank God for drugs, yeah, they get me through...
Your love is like a car crash... (Car crash!)
You leave me bloody and take all my money...
Car crash (Car crash!)
You leave me bloody and take all my money...
I know that you're a mess,
just like all the rest.
Just don't leave...
C'mon!
You pick your fights on the wrong day,
you know better, do it anyway.
You know I love you, but it's killing me,
this s**t is crazy you must agree...
Your love is like a car crash... (Car crash!)
You leave me bloody and take all my money...
Car crash... (Car crash!)
You leave me bloody and take all my money...
Like a car crash...
Car crash, yeah!
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 5:05 pm
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Mika Nakashima - Glamorous Sky
Fui buena y la busque en ingles (cancion de BLAST en la peli Nana)
I throw open the window and turn to the stormy DEEP SKY
AH and I look up...
Is there any meaning to this repetative life?
AH I shout...
JUMP OUT and GO
Wear & tear these ROCKING SHOES
A splashing PUDDLE
Flash Back!
You are CLEVER
AH, REMEMBER
I want to go back to that morning, so I cross the rainbow
In order to be in line for our dreams, we walk in these GLAMOROUS DAYS
Is there no value in surrendering to love?
AH I sigh...
SPIT OUT and GO
Booze & ROCK'N'ROLL
Breathing harder for the BATTLE
Flash Back!
Your FLAVOR
AH REMEMBER
I want to decorate my heart, with these stars I gathered
In order to tie our dreams together, we dance in these GLAMOROUS DAYS
I can't sleep!
SUNDAY, MONDAY
FLAHS OF THUNDER, TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY THURSDAY
Snowcrystals...
FRIDAY SATURDAY
Rainbow-colors EVERYDAY
the FULL MOON disappears at random
They answer me, in my own voice
I want to illuminate your future, so I whipe away the clouds for you
As I embrace the dream, I keep walking in these GLORIOUS DAYS
I want to go back to that morning, so I cross the rainbow
In order to be in line for our dreams, we walk in these GLAMOROUS DAYS
GLAMOROUS SKY...
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 3:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 4:05 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Un RE temazo.
Drain The Blood - The Distillers
I'm living on shattered faith,
the kind that likes to restrict your breath.
Never been a better time than this,
suffocate on eternal bliss!
In a city,
that swells with so much hate:
You seem to rise above,
and take its place.
The heart pumps until it dies,
drain the blood, the heart is wise...
All my friends are murder,
all my bones, no marrows in;
all these fiends want teenage meat,
all my friends are murderers...
Away...
I never met a pearl quite like you,
who could shimmer and rot at the same time through.
There's never been a better time than this
to bite the hand of frost bitten eminence...
All my friends are murder,
all my bones are marrows in.
All these fiends want teenage meat,
all my friends are murderers...
Away... Away... Away...
I'm alive in uterine,
a star in the dark a new day has dawned,
open up and let it flow,
I'll make it yours, so here we go...
All my friends are murder,
all my bones, no marrows in.
All these fiends want teenage meat,
all my friends are murderers...
Away... He's gone away...
Away... He's gone away...
He's gone away...
Away... He's gone away...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 3:34 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Dream On - Depeche Mode
As your bony fingers close around me
long and spindly
death becomes me,
Heaven, can you see what I see?
Hey you pale and sickly child,
you're death and living reconciled
been walking home a crooked mile...
Paying debt to karma
you party for a living,
what you take won't kill you
but careful what you're giving...
Can you feel a little love?
Can you feel a little love?
Dream on... Dream on...
There's no time for hesitating
pain is ready, pain is waiting,
primed to do it's educating...
Unwanted, uninvited kin,
it creeps beneath your crawling skin,
it lives without it lives within you...
Feel the fever coming
you're shaking and twitching,
you can scratch all over
but that won't stop you itching...
Can you feel a little love?
Can you feel a little love?
Dream on... Dream on...
Blame it on your karmic curse,
oh shame upon the universe
it knows its lines,
it's well rehearsed.
It sucked you in, it dragged you down,
to where there is no hallowed ground,
where holiness is never found.
Paying debt to karma
you party for a living,
what you take won't kill you
but careful what you're giving...
Can you feel a little love?
Can you feel a little love?
Dream on... Dream on...
Can you feel a little love?
Can you feel a little love?
Dream on... Dream on...
Dream on... Dream on...
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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