.MIRANH2.COMO.SE.LLEVA.TU.VIDA.
jueves, 4 de junio de 2009
...::ClA$¡C::...
EASY - FAITH NO MORE
Know it sounds funny but
I just cant stand the pain
Girl Im leaving you tomorrow
Seems to me girl you know Ive done all
I canYou see I begged, stole and
I borrowedYeah
Thats why Im easyIm easy like sunday morning
Thats why Im easyIm easy like sunday morning
I wanna be highSoo high
I wanna be free to know the things I do are right
I wanna be freeJust me Oh baby
Thats why Im easyIm easy like sunday morning
Thats why Im easyIm easy like sunday morning
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...::GaDj€t::...
TO2 UN PERSONAJE...
JAJAJAAA
EL MISMISIMO....DETECTIVE
(TURU.TURUTUN...GADJET,GADJET....TUTU)
miércoles, 3 de junio de 2009
...::X¡$T€::...
-DOCTOR DOCTOR!!
MI MARIDO SE A TRAGADO EL SACACORXOS...
- Y Q HAN HEXO??
- HEMOS ABIERTO LA BOTELLA CON UN TENEDOR
...::Un0.NuNcA::...
SERÁ TAN ASÍ ?
NO LO CREO...
DEPEND D LAS CIRCUNSTANCIAS
Q LA VIDA T OFREZCA... ^^
TU SABS D LO Q HABLO.!!
.LO.MALO.Q.TENGO.TAN.MALA.MEMORIA.
NI SIKIERA APRENDO A VIVIR SIN ESA PERSONA
X Q OLVIDO MUY RAPIDO
.BLESS.
-ANH2-
martes, 2 de junio de 2009
...::T€xTo::...
.Y YO CREIA Q SERIA EL INVIERNO...MAS FRIO.ANTS D COMENZAR CON EST CLIMA...
EL CIELO SE PINTABA D AZUL-..
I LOS COLORES ERAN VARIOS,
N UN TIEMPO SE PINTARON D GRIS...
I EN OTRO D ROJO ETERNO...
SUBIO AL CIELO, EL COLOR PLATEADO,
ENTRE UNA NUBE I BRISA D MAR,
VOLVIO A LA SENDA. X DONDE PASABA EL LOBO,
I EN EL BOSKE SE INTOXICO,
I SE ATRAPO CON LOS OLORES D LAS ROSAS,
LA MAYORIA SOLO MIRABA,
I UNA Q OTRA PINXABA EL CORAZON,
VOLVIO A LA SENDA DL MEDITERRANEO,
I UN CALIDO VIENTO LA ABRAZO
VIO ESTADO D ESPANTO,N SOLO UN ROSTRO
I PERECIO!!
OI CANTA ALEGREMENTE.,
LA NATURALEZA Y EL SOL!!
-ANH2-
lunes, 1 de junio de 2009
...::€L.T€rr¡Bl€.T€mA::...
PARIS IN FLAMES - THURSDAY
Now its time to wrap our fears in the night
And on the first day we'll dress this city in flames
After all the things you say
You hate me for being this way
Still you won't let go of old ideals
There is no headline to read at night
When the record skips and you're not holding the needle
We all sing the songs of separation
And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands
Thats how it was on the first day
We saw Paris in Flames I think it's going to rain, rain down
Here in this collapsed lung of a borough There is no sunlight
The sunlight is manufactured in a windowless room D
istant and incoherent Businessmen hang themselves
The lower cast side is a jukebox playing the deadman's crescendo
The needle is a vector An intersection that we all must cross
A dimly lit hallway where shadows of moths decorate the walls
Discard this message Burn this city down Discard this message
Throw this bottle back in the ocean
Rip this page from the history books
Smash all the street signs Erase all the maps
Forget my name Forget my face
Because it's going to rain (it's going to rain)
And it never ends
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