tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22518562691365792022024-02-08T04:47:47.654-08:00LLENA TU CABEZA DE MUSICAMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-59255059560348360032010-02-26T16:06:00.001-08:002010-02-26T16:07:26.060-08:00PIANO MAN, BILLY JOEL<object width="580" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sFlBJ1Jk3w&hl=es_MX&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sFlBJ1Jk3w&hl=es_MX&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"></embed></object><br /><br />It's nine o'clock on a Saturday <br />the regular crowd shuffles in <br />There's an old man sitting next to me <br />Makin' love to his tonic and gin <br />He say, Son can you play me a memory <br />I'm not really sure how it goes <br />But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete <br />When I wore a younger man's clothes <br />Da da da de de da <br />da da de de da da da <br />Sing us a song, you're the piano man <br />sing us a song tonight <br />Well, we're all in the mood for a melody <br />And you've got us feelin' alright <br />Now John at the bar is a friend of mine <br />He gets me my drinks for free <br />And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke <br />But there's someplace that he'd rather be <br />He says Bill, I believe this is killing me <br />As the smile ran away from his face <br />Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star <br />If I could get out of this place <br />Sing us a song, you're the piano man <br />sing us a song tonight <br />Well, we're all in the mood for a melody <br />And you've got us feelin' alright <br />Now Paul is a real estate novelist <br />Who never had time for a wife <br />And he's talking with Davy who's still in the navy <br />And probably will be for life <br />And the waitress is practicing politics <br />As the businessmen slowly get stoned <br />Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness <br />But it's better than drinking alone <br />It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday, <br />And the manager gives me a smile <br />'Cause he knows that it's me they've been coming to see <br />To forget about life for awhile. <br />And the piano sounds like a carnival <br />And the microphone smells like a beer <br />And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar <br />And say "Man, what are you doin' here?" <br />Da da da de de da <br />da da de de da da da <br />Sing us a song, you're the piano man <br />Sing us a song tonight. <br />Well, we're all in the mood for a melody <br />And you've got us feelin' alright.Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-46101140743029386982010-02-05T16:13:00.000-08:002010-02-05T16:14:41.782-08:00OYE COMO VA, CELIA CRUZ<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VCz1fmsyMkw&hl=es_MX&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VCz1fmsyMkw&hl=es_MX&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />Oye como ya, mi ritmo<br />bueno pa’ goza’, mulata.<br />Oye como va, mi ritmo<br />bueno pa’ goza’, mulata.<br /><br />Si tú no sabes bailar,<br />si estás peleado con el son,<br />sígueme marcando el paso,<br />que te aseguro que es de lo más sabrosón.<br /><br />Voy pa’ la rumba, la rumba, la rumba,<br />porque me llama, me llama, me llama.<br />Y necesito que suene el coro,<br />para que se ponga a vacilar;<br />Y te digo:<br /><br />“Oye como ya, mi ritmo<br />bueno pa’ goza’, mulata.<br />Oye como ya, mi ritmo<br />bueno pa’ goza’, mulata.”<br /><br />Esto se pone caliente,<br />esto se baila apretado;<br />cuatro pasitos pa’l frente<br />y un meneíto de lao.<br /><br />Porque la rumba, la rumba, la rumba,<br />tiene la clave, la clave, la clave.<br />Y hay que meterle candela al jarro;<br />para que suene así como va,<br />Te lo repito:<br /><br />“Oye como ya, mi ritmo<br />bueno pa’ goza’, mulata.<br />Oye como ya, mi ritmo<br />bueno pa’ goza’, mulata.”<br /><br />Oye como ya, oye como ya...<br /><br />Ya llega el negro Vicente,<br />y el bodeguero de al lado.<br />Que venga toda mi gente, mi gente,<br />para que goce el tumbao.<br /><br />Porque la rumba, la rumba, la rumba,<br />tiene la clave, la clave, la clave.<br />Y hay que meterle candela al jarro;<br />para que suene así como va, suavesito:<br /><br />Oye como ya, mi ritmo<br />bueno pa’ goza’, mulata.<br />Oye como ya, mi ritmo<br />bueno pa’ goza’, mulata.Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-3766262810705711902009-11-26T10:57:00.000-08:002009-11-26T10:58:40.620-08:00SEVEN DAYS IN SUNNY JUNE, JAMIROQUAI<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZiwJuA2sdjI&hl=es_MX&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZiwJuA2sdjI&hl=es_MX&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />The pebbles you've arranged <br />In the sand, they're strange <br />They speak to me like constellations <br />As we lie here <br />There's a magic I can hold <br />Your smile of honey gold <br />And that you never seem to be in short supply of <br /><br />[Chorus:] <br />Oooh, so baby let's get it on <br />Drinking wine and killing time <br />Sitting in the summer sun <br />You know I've wanted you so long <br />Why do you have to <br />Drop that bomb on me? <br /><br />Lazy days, crazy dolls <br />You said we've been friends too long <br />Seven days in sunny June <br />Were long enough to bloom <br />The flowers on the summer dress you wore in spring <br />The way we laughed as one <br />And then you dropped the bomb <br />That I've known you too long <br />For us to have a thing <br /><br />[Chorus x2] <br /><br />Could it be this? <br />The stories in your eyes <br />The silent wings <br />You'll fly away on <br /><br />Seven days in sunny June <br />Were long enough to bloom <br />The flowers on the sunbeam dress you wore in spring <br />Yeah, yeah, the way we laughed as one <br />Why did you drop the bomb on me? <br /><br />[Chorus] <br /><br />Could it be this? <br />The honeysuckle blessings you seem to show me <br />Could it be this? <br />For seven days in June I wasn't lonely <br />Could it be this? <br />You never gave me time to say I love you <br />Could it be this? <br />I know you don't believe me but it's so true <br /><br />Don't walk away from me, girl <br />I read the sories in your eyes <br />Don't you walk away from me, girl <br />I read the sories in your eyes <br />Don't you walk away from me, girl <br />I read the sories in your eyes <br />Don't you walk away <br />I read the sories in your eyes <br /><br />And you've been telling me <br />We've been friends for too long <br />Why do you want to drop the bomb? <br />Telling me <br />We've been friends for too long <br />Why do you want to drop the bomb? <br />You tell me we've been friends for too long, yeah <br />I think I love you <br />I think I love you <br />Why do you want to drop that bomb?Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-65260826578043010262009-11-17T13:08:00.000-08:002009-11-17T13:11:24.445-08:00Kashmir, Led Zepellin<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jp-5Ve7LYPo&hl=es_MX&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jp-5Ve7LYPo&hl=es_MX&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face <br />and stars fill my dream <br />i'm a traveller of both time and space <br />to be where i have been <br />to sit with elders of the gentle race <br />this world has seldom seen <br />they talk of days for which they sit and wait <br />all will be revealed <br />Talk in song from tongues of lilting grace <br />sounds caress my ear <br />and not a word i heard could i relate <br />the story was quite clear <br />Ooh, baby, i been blind <br />oh, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin' <br />oh, ooh yes, i been blind <br />mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin' <br />All i see turns to brown <br />as the sun burns the ground <br />and my eyes fill with sand <br />as i scan this razor line <br />can i find, can i find where i've been <br />Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace <br />like sorts inside a dream <br />leave the path the led me to that place <br />yellow desert stream <br />like shangri-la beneath the summer moon <br />i will return again <br />as the dust that floats finds you <br />will move and search kashmir <br />oh, father of the four winds fill my sails <br />cross the sea of years <br />with no provision but an open face <br />along the straits of fear <br />oh, when i want, when i'm on my way, yeah <br />and my feet wear my fickle way to stay <br />Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, but i'm down ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, but i'm down, so down <br />ooh, my baby, oh, my baby <br />let me take you there <br />come on, oh let me take you there <br />let me take you thereMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-38507435396022368742009-11-06T15:23:00.000-08:002009-11-06T15:25:03.151-08:00Ojalá, Silvio Rodriguez<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u80ocuvZxmY&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u80ocuvZxmY&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Ojalá que las hojas no te toquen el cuerpo cuando caigan<br />para que no las puedas convertir en cristal.<br />Ojalá que la lluvia deje de ser milagro que baja por tu cuerpo.<br />Ojalá que la luna pueda salir sin tí.<br />Ojalá que la tierra no te bese los pasos.<br /><br />Ojalá se te acabé la mirada constante,<br />la palabra precisa, la sonrisa perfecta.<br />Ojalá pase algo que te borre de pronto:<br />una luz cegadora, un disparo de nieve.<br />Ojalá por lo menos que me lleve la muerte,<br />para no verte tanto, para no verte siempre<br />en todos los segundos, en todas las visiones:<br />ojalá que no pueda tocarte ni en canciones<br /><br />Ojalá que la aurora no dé gritos que caigan en mi espalda.<br />Ojalá que tu nombre se le olvide a esa voz.<br />Ojalá las paredes no retengan tu ruido de camino cansado.<br />Ojalá que el deseo se vaya tras de tí,<br />a tu viejo gobierno de difuntos y flores.Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-10436205848377104782009-10-26T17:01:00.000-07:002009-10-26T17:04:27.526-07:00I gotta feeling, Black Eyed Peas<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9CmZXSSYmc&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9CmZXSSYmc&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night <br />that tonight's gonna be a good night <br />that tonight's gonna be a good good night (x4) <br /><br />Tonight's the night night <br />Let's live it up <br />I got my money <br />Let's spend it up <br /><br />Go out and smash it <br />Like Oh My God <br />Jump off that sofa <br />Let's get get OFF <br /><br />I know that we'll have a ball <br />If we get down <br />And go out <br />And just loose it all <br /><br />I feel stressed out <br />I wanna let it go <br />Lets go way out spaced out <br />and loosing all control <br /><br />Fill up my cup <br />Mozoltov <br />Look at her dancing <br />Just take it off <br /><br />Let's paint the town <br />We'll shut it down <br />Let's burn the roof <br />And then we'll do it again <br /><br />Let's Do it (x13) <br />And live it up <br /><br />I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night <br />That tonight's gonna be a good night <br />That tonight's gonna be a good good night (x2) <br /><br />Tonight's the night <br />Let's live it up <br />I got my money <br />Let's spend it up <br /><br />Go out and smash it <br />Like Oh My God <br />Jump off that sofa <br />Let's get get OFF <br /><br />Fill up my cup (Drink) <br />Mozoltov (La' Chaim) <br />Look at her dancing (Move it Move it) <br />Just take it off <br /><br />Let's paint the town <br />We'll shut it down <br />Let's burn the roof <br />and then we'll do it again <br /><br />Lets do it (x15) <br />Let's live it up <br /><br />Here we come <br />Here we go <br />We gotta rock <br /><br />Easy come <br />Easy go <br />Now we on top <br /><br />Feel the shot <br />Body rock <br />Rock it don't stop <br /><br />Round and round <br />Up and down <br />Around the clock <br /><br />Monday, Tuesday, <br />Wednesday, and Thursday <br />Friday, Saturday <br />Saturday to Sunday <br /><br />Get get get get get with us <br />You know what we say <br />Party every day <br />Pa pa pa Party every day <br /><br />And I'm feelin <br />That tonight's gonna be a good night <br />That tonight's gonna be a good night <br />That tonight's gonna be a good good night <br /><br />I gotta feeling tonight's gonna be a good night <br />That tonight's gonna be a good night <br />That tonight's gonna be a good good nightMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-33855410672608183612009-10-11T15:59:00.000-07:002009-10-11T16:00:43.837-07:00Gracias a la vida, Mercedes Sosa +<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIrGQD84F1g&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIrGQD84F1g&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto<br />Me dio dos luceros que cuando los abro<br />Perfecto distingo lo negro del blanco<br />Y en el alto cielo su fondo estrellado<br />Y en las multitudes el hombre que yo amo.<br /><br />Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto<br />Me ha dado el sonido y el abedecedario<br />Con él las palabras que pienso y declaro<br />Madre amigo hermano y luz alumbrando,<br />La ruta del alma del que estoy amando.<br /><br />Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto<br />Me ha dado la marcha de mis pies cansados<br />Con ellos anduve ciudades y charcos,<br />Playas y desiertos montañas y llanos<br />Y la casa tuya, tu calle y tu patio.<br /><br />Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto<br />Me dio el corazón que agita su marco<br />Cuando miro el fruto del cerebro humano,<br />Cuando miro al bueno tan lejos del malo,<br />Cuando miro al fondo de tus ojos claros.<br /><br />Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto<br />Me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto,<br />Así yo distingo dicha de quebranto<br />Los dos materiales que forman mi canto<br />Y el canto de ustedes que es el mismo canto<br />Y el canto de todos que es mi propio canto.<br /><br />Gracias a la vida<br />Gracias a la vida<br />Gracias a la vida<br />Gracias a la vida.Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-22675340175087259502009-10-03T16:18:00.000-07:002009-10-03T16:20:36.309-07:00María, María, Carlos Santana<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Ml3NUIDpFg&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Ml3NUIDpFg&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />María María<br />She reminds me of a west side<br />Story<br />Growing up in Spanish Harlem<br />She's living the life just like a<br />Movie star<br /><br />María María<br /><br />She fell in love in East L.A.<br />To the sounds of a guitar,<br />Yeah, yeah<br />Played by Carlos Santana<br /><br />Stop the looting, stop the shooting<br />Pick pocking on corner<br />See as the rich is getting poorer<br /><br />Se mira María in the corner<br />Thinking of ways to make it better<br />In my mailbox there's<br />An eviction letter<br />Somebody just said see you later<br /><br />Ahora vengo mama chola<br />Mama chola<br /><br />I said a favella los colores<br />The streets are getting hotter<br />There is no water<br />To put out the fire<br />Mi canto la esperanza<br />Se mira María on the corner<br />Thinking of ways to make it better<br />Then I looked up in the sky<br />Hoping of days of paradise<br /><br />Ahora vengo mama chola<br />Mama chola<br /><br />María you know you're my lover<br />When the wind blows I can<br />Feel you <br />Through the weather and <br />Even when we're apart<br />It feels like we're togetherMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-58512702896612253332009-09-27T11:25:00.000-07:002009-09-27T11:32:20.381-07:00Pitbull - I Know You Want Me (Calle Ocho)<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2tMV96xULk&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2tMV96xULk&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Haha<br />It's Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix,<br />You know that S 75 Street Brazil?<br />Well this year gon be called Calle Ocho,<br />Hahahaha<br />Que ola cata, Que ola omega<br />And this how we gon do it<br />Dale,<br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatro<br />I know you want me (want me)<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me (want me)<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />(Hahaha)<br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatro<br />Rumba (Si)<br />Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)<br />Rumba (Si)<br />Ella quiere si Rumba (Como?)<br />Si e' verdad que tu ere guapa,<br />Yo te voy a poner gozar<br />Tu tiene la boca grande<br />Dale ponte a jugar (Como)<br /><br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)<br /><br />[Verse 1]:<br />6 to tha clock, on my way to the top uh,<br />Pit got it locked from brews to the locker,<br />All I.P uh, big and packer,<br />That he's not, but damn he's hot,<br />Label fly but Pit won't stop,<br />Got her in the car, quit playin' with his (Como?)<br />Watch him make a movie like Alba Hitch Hock, ha Enjoy Me<br /><br />[Chorus]:<br />I know you want me (want me)<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me (want me)<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatro<br />Rumba (Si)<br />Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)<br />Rumba (Si)<br />Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)<br />Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,<br />Yo te voy a poner gozar<br />Tu tiene la boca grande<br />Dale ponte a jugar (Como)<br /><br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)<br /><br />[Verse 2]:<br />Mami got an ass like a donkey, with a monkey,<br />Look like King Kong, welcome to the crib,<br />305 that's what it is,<br />With a woman down ya s*** don't play games,<br />They up the chain, and they let her do everythang and anythang,<br /> hit tha thang<br />And they love it gettin' it in, gettin' on,<br />All night long (Dale)<br /><br />[Chorus]:<br />I know you want me (want me)<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me (want me)<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatro<br />Rumba (Si)<br />Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)<br />Rumba (Si)<br />Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)<br />Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,<br />Yo te voy a poner gozar<br />Tu tiene la boca grande<br />Dale ponte a jugar (Como)<br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatro<br /><br />[Verse 3]:<br />Baby you can get it, if you win it we can play,<br />Baby I got cribs, I got condos we can stay,<br />Even got a king size matress we can lay,<br />Baby I don't care, I don't care, what they say<br /><br />[Chorus]:<br />I know you want me (want me)<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me (want me)<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />I know you want me<br />You know I want cha (want cha)<br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatro<br />Rumba (Si)<br />Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)<br />Rumba (Si)<br />Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)<br />Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,<br />Yo te voy a poner gozar<br />Tu tiene la boca grande<br />Dale ponte a jugar (Como)<br />One-two-three-four<br />Uno-do'-tres-cuatroMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-79194237943021741582009-09-17T10:47:00.000-07:002009-09-17T10:48:45.665-07:00Video: FLEETWOOD MAC BIG LOVE<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sl6GePRpVlA&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sl6GePRpVlA&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Looking out for love <br />In the night so still <br />Oh I'll build you a kingdom <br />In that house on the hill <br />Looking out for love <br />Big, big love <br />You said that you love me <br />And that you always will <br />Oh you begged me to keep you <br />In that house on the hill <br />Looking out for love <br />Big, big love <br />I wake up alone <br />With it all <br />I wake up <br />But only to fall <br />Looking out for love <br />Big, big love <br />Just looking out for love <br />Big, big love.Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-57076875470078294512009-09-13T11:36:00.000-07:002009-09-13T11:38:17.570-07:00Me equivoque, María José<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m1F9Pd9sXUw&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m1F9Pd9sXUw&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />Llueve y es de noche en la ciudad.<br />Ya no puedo mas quiero escapar.<br />No dejo de pensarte siempre y la verdad<br />se que llego el momento de cambiar.<br />De salir a buscarte y decir que me equivoque.<br />Que pedirte mas tiempo fue un error y fue una estupidez<br /><br />Que no quise perderte, dejarte, solo escuchame.<br />Se, pedirte mas tiempo fue un error y fue una estupidez.<br />Y no se estar un dia sin ti,<br />solo tengo ganas de salir,<br />de salir a buscarte y decirte que me equivoque.<br />Perdoname<br /><br />Duele y es dificil confesar.<br />Se que llego el momento lento de aceptar,<br />de llamar y decirte fui una tonta amor, perdoname.<br />De correr a pedirte que me abraces una y otra vez.<br /><br />Que no quise perderte..dejarte, solo escuchame<br />Que pedirte mas tiempo fue un error y fue una estupidez<br />Y no se estar un dia sin ti,<br />solo tengo ganas de salir,<br />de salir a buscarte y decirte que me equivoque.<br />Perdoname<br /><br />Si solo no pudiera recordar<br />las noches que sentimos sin hablar,<br />tal vez seria mas facil olvidar.<br /><br />De salir a buscarte y decirte que me equivoque.<br />Que pedirte mas tiempo fue un error y fue una estupidez<br />Que no quise perderte, dejarte, solo escuchame.<br />Se, pedirte mas tiempo fue un error y fue una estupidez.<br />Y no se estar un dia sin ti,<br />solo tengo ganas de salir,<br />de salir a buscarte y decirte que me equivoque.<br />Perdoname.<br />Perdoname.Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-6864904564454809542009-09-05T14:02:00.000-07:002009-09-05T14:08:08.814-07:00Feel, Robbie Williams<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/678RnDPvtL0&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/678RnDPvtL0&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />LETRA DE LA CANCION ROBBIE WILLIAMS - FEEL <br /><br />Come and hold my hand <br />I wanna contact the living <br />Not sure I understand <br />This role I've been given <br /><br />I sit and talk to God <br />And he just laughs at my plans <br />My head speaks a language <br />I don't understand <br /><br />I just wanna feel <br />Real love, fill the home that I live in <br />'Cause I got too much life <br />Running through my veins <br />Going to waste <br /><br />I don't wanna die <br />But I ain't keen on living either <br />Before I fall in love <br />I'm preparing to leave her <br /><br />I scare myself to death <br />That's why I keep on running <br />Before I 've arrived <br />I can see myself coming <br /><br />I just wanna feel <br />Real love fill the home that I live in <br />'Cause I got too much life <br />Running through my veins <br />Going to waste <br />And I need to feel <br />Real love and the love ever after <br />I cannot get enough <br /><br />I just wanna feel <br />Real love fill the home that I live in <br />I got too much love <br />Running through my veins <br />To go to waste <br /><br />I just wanna feel <br />Real love and the love ever after <br />There's a hole in my soul <br />You can see it in my face <br />It's a real big place <br /><br />Come and hold my hand <br />I wanna contact the living <br />Not sure I understand <br />This role I've been given <br />Not sure I understand <br />Not sure I understand <br />Not sure I understand <br />Not sure I understand.Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-91021308582647810322009-08-26T10:57:00.001-07:002009-08-26T10:58:21.868-07:00Por ti volare, Andrea Bocelli<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZsKp3e3NrI&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZsKp3e3NrI&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />Cuando vivo solo<br />sueño un horizonte<br />falto de palabras<br />en la sombra y en tres luces<br />todo es negro para mi mirada<br />si tú no estas junto a mi, aqui<br />tú en tu mundo<br />separado del mio<br />por un abismo<br />oye, llámame<br />yo volaré<br />a tu mundo lejano<br />por ti volaré<br />espera, que llegaré<br />mi fin de trayecto eres tú<br />para vivirlo los dos<br />por ti volaré<br />por cielos y mares<br />hasta tu amor<br />abriendo los ojos por fin<br />contigo yo viviré<br />cuando estas lejana<br />sueño un horizonte<br />falto de palabras<br />y yo sé que<br />siempre estas ahí, ahí<br />una luna hecha para mi<br />siempre iluminada para mi<br />por mi, por mi, por mi<br />por ti volaré<br />espera que llegaré<br />mi fin de trayecto eres tú<br />contigo yo viviré<br />por ti volaré<br />por cielos y mares<br />hasta tu amor<br />abriendo los ojos por ti<br />contigo yo viviré<br />por ti volaré<br />por cielos y mares<br />hasta tu amor<br />abriendo los ojos por ti<br />contigo yo viviré<br />por ti volaré<br />volaréMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-18996476666475481852009-08-21T13:55:00.000-07:002009-08-21T13:56:48.731-07:00Tardes Negras, Tiziano Ferro<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Re_b_yZrjho&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Re_b_yZrjho&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />Y volveran los angeles<br />a despertarse con tu cafè<br />pasarà distraida la noticia de nosotros<br />y dicen que me servirà<br />lo que no mata fuerza te da<br />mientras pasa el sonido de tu voz por la téle<br />por la radio y el telefono<br />resonarà tu adios<br /><br />de tardes negras<br />que no hay tiempo<br />ni espacio<br />y nadie nunca entenderà<br />quedarte puedes<br />porque la vida duele<br />duele demasiado aqui sin ti<br /><br />aqui yo estoy y tu no estas<br />y me distrae la publicidad<br />entre horarios y el trafico<br />trabajo y pienso en ti<br />entre puerta y telefono<br />tu foto me hablarà<br /><br />de tardes negras<br />que no hay tiempo<br />ni espacio<br />y nadie nunca entenderà<br />quedarte puedes<br />porque la vida duele<br />duele demasiado aqui sin ti<br /><br />y lucho contra el silencio hablando con el<br />y he limado tu ausencia solo junto a mis brazos<br />y si me quieres tu ya no me veras<br />si menos me quieres yo mas estarè alli<br />y si me quieres tu ya no me veras<br />si menos me quieres yo mas estarè alli<br />yo mas estarè alli, alli, alli<br />lo juro....<br /><br />de tardes negras<br />que no hay tiempo<br />ni espacio<br />y nadie nunca entenderà<br />quedarte puedes<br />porque la vida duele<br />duele demasiado aqui sin tiMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-42606646967830090372009-08-13T12:42:00.000-07:002009-08-13T12:45:37.139-07:00Just Dance, Lady Gaga<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OiOLovnTapc&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OiOLovnTapc&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />LETRA DE LA CANCION LADY GAGA - JUST DANCE (THE FAME)<br /><br /><br />Red Wine <br />Konvict <br />Gaga <br />Oh eh <br /><br />I’ve had a little bit too much, much <br />All of the people start to rush, start to rush by <br />caught in a twisted dance <br />Can’t find my drink oh man, <br />where are my keys I lost my phone <br /><br />What’s going on, on the floor <br />I love this record baby but I can’t see straight anymore <br />Keep it cool, what’s the name of this club <br />I can’t remember but it’s alright, I'm alright <br /><br />Just dance, it’s gonna be okay da da doo-doom <br />Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom <br />Just dance, it’s gonna be okay <br />Da da da <br />Dance, dance, dance <br />Just, just, just, just dance <br /><br />Wish I could shut my playboy mouth <br />How’d i turn my shirt inside out <br />Control your poison babe <br />Roses have thorns they say <br />And were all getting hosed tonight <br /><br />What’s going on, on the floor <br />I love this record baby but I can’t see straight anymore <br />Keep it cool, what’s the name of this club <br />I can’t remember but it’s alright, I'm alright <br /><br />Just dance, it’s gonna be okay da da doo-doom <br />Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom <br />Just dance, it’s gonna be okay <br />Da Da Da <br />Dance Dance Dance <br />Just, just, just, just dance <br /><br />(Colby O’donis) <br />When I come through on the dance floor checkin out that catalogue <br />Can’t believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw <br />And I ain’t gonna give it up, steady try to pick it up like a car <br />Ima hit it, I’ma hit it and flex until the til done until tomorr’ yeah. <br />Show me I can see that you got so much energy <br />The way your twirlin up them hips round and round <br />There’s no reason, I know why you can’t leave here with me <br />In the meantime stand, let me watch you break it down and… <br /><br />(Gaga) <br />Dance, it’s gonna be okay da da doo-doom <br />Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom <br />Just dance, it’s gonna be okay <br />Da da da <br />Dance, dance, dance <br />Just, just, just, just dance <br /><br />I’m psychotic synchypnotic <br />I got my blue burners and phonic <br />I’m psychotic synchypnotic <br />I got my brand electronic <br />I’m psychotic synchypnotic <br />I got my blue burners and phonic <br />I’m psychotic synchypnotic <br />I got my brand electronic <br /><br />Go. Use your muscle comin out work and hustle <br />I got it, just stay close enough to get it <br />Go slow. Drive it, clean it like so clean it’s been molesto, I got it, and your popped coll’ <br /><br />Just dance, it’s gonna be okay da da doo-doom <br />Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom <br />Just dance, it’s gonna be okay (Babeee) <br />Da da da <br />Dance, dance, dance <br />Just, just, just, just danceMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-77506301393654400102009-08-08T12:14:00.000-07:002009-08-08T12:17:01.952-07:00The long and winding road, The Beatles<object width="580" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/edH6GT6w0fw&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/edH6GT6w0fw&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"></embed></object><br /><br />The long and winding road <br />that leads to your door <br />will never disappear <br />I've seen that road before <br />It always leads me her <br />Lead me to you door <br /><br />The wild and windy night <br />that the rain washed away <br />Has left a pool of tears <br />crying for the day <br />Why leave me standing here <br />let me know the way <br /><br />Many times I've been alone <br />and many times I've cried <br />Any way you'll never know <br />the many ways I've tried <br /><br />But still they lead me back <br />to the long winding road <br />You left me standing here <br />a long long time ago <br />Don't leave me waiting here <br />lead me to your door <br /><br />But still they lead me back <br />to the long winding road <br />You left me standing here <br />a long long time ago <br />Don't leave me waiting here <br />lead me to your door <br />Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-55077752212438675382009-07-30T14:13:00.000-07:002009-07-30T14:14:51.189-07:00Este mundo va, Miguel Bosé<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUCEwtNiw9Y&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUCEwtNiw9Y&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />El tiempo pasa y no de largo<br />y hay quien no se entera que<br />somos los mismos envueltos en novedad<br /><br />Me dices "cambias... sin embargo<br />tu entusiasmo sigue ahi..."<br />no me has preguntado si me da igual o no<br />o no!... o no!...<br /><br />Amor te escribo y soy testigo<br />de lo que se pierde y voy a<br />acostumbrarme aunque me cueste<br /><br />Dame al menos un tiempo y que respire<br />no es un arte fácil prometer<br />dame al menos el tiempo de despedirme<br /><br />Porque en un mundo que va a la velocidad del rayo<br />aguanto el vuelo más si me agarro de tu mano<br />acompáname hasta donde pueda llegar<br />en este mundo que va como la luz del pensamiento<br />el mérito está en no quedarme en el intento<br />y aunque no lo quiera ¿Qué duda cabe ya?<br />que este mundo va... que este mundo va...<br />bueno... bueno...<br /><br />Me primavero y me otoño<br />me estío y me invierno<br />me adapto con serenidad...<br />dame al menos dos oportunidades<br />y tus ojos me verán crecer<br />dame al menos un par de posibilidades......<br /><br />Porque en un mundo que va a la velocidad del rayo<br />aguanto el vuelo más si me agarro de tu mano<br />acompáname hasta donde pueda llegar<br />en este mundo que va como la luz del pensamiento<br />el mérito está en no quedarme en el intento<br />y aunque no lo quiera ¿Qué duda cabe ya?<br /><br />Porque en un mundo que va a la velocidad del rayo<br />aguanto el vuelo más si me agarro de tu mano<br />acompáname hasta donde pueda llegar<br />en este mundo que va como la luz del pensamiento<br />el mérito está en no quedarme en el intento<br />y aunque no lo quiera ¿Qué duda cabe ya?<br />que este mundo va...<br /><br />Este mundo va.... este mundo va.....<br />este mundo va, este mundo va, este mundo va.....<br />este mundo va... este mundo va....<br />este mundo va...<br />este mundo va... este mundo va....<br />ESTE MUNDO VA...Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-78901363612631207352009-07-25T15:16:00.000-07:002009-07-25T15:18:31.443-07:00Billy Jean, Michael Jackson +<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PAJqgeeJf4&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PAJqgeeJf4&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />She Was More Like A Beauty Queen From A Movie Scene<br />I Said Don't Mind, But What Do You Mean I Am The One<br />Who Will Dance On The Floor In The Round<br />She Said I Am The One Who Will Dance On The Floor In The Round<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />She Told Me Her Name Was Billie Jean, As She Caused A Scene<br />Then Every Head Turned With Eyes That Dreamed Of Being The One<br />Who Will Dance On The Floor In The Round<br /><br />[Bridge]<br />People Always Told Me Be Careful Of What You Do<br />And Don't Go Around Breaking Young Girls' Hearts<br />And Mother Always Told Me Be Careful Of Who You Love<br />And Be Careful Of What You Do 'Cause The Lie Becomes The Truth<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />She's Just A Girl Who Claims That I Am The One<br />But The Kid Is Not My Son<br />She Says I Am The One, But The Kid Is Not My Son<br /><br />[Verse 3]<br />For Forty Days And Forty Nights<br />The Law Was On Her Side<br />But Who Can Stand When She's In Demand<br />Her Schemes And Plans<br />'Cause We Danced On The Floor In The Round<br />So Take My Strong Advice, Just Remember To Always Think Twice<br />(Do Think Twice)<br /><br />[Verse 4]<br />She Told My Baby That's A Threat <br />As She Looked At Me<br />Then Showed A Photo Of A Baby Cries <br />Eyes Would Like Mine<br />Go On Dance On The Floor In The Round, Baby<br /><br />[Bridge]<br />People Always Told Me Be Careful Of What You Do<br />And Don't Go Around Breaking Young Girls' Hearts<br />She Came And Stood Right By Me<br />Then The Smell Of Sweet Perfume<br />This Happened Much Too Soon<br />She Called Me To Her Room<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />She's Just A Girl Who Claims That I Am The One<br />But The Kid Is Not My Son<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />She's Just A Girl Who Claims That I Am The One<br />But The Kid Is Not My Son<br />She Says I Am The One, But The Kid Is Not My Son<br />She Says I Am The One, But The Kid Is Not My Son<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />She's Just A Girl Who Claims That I Am The One<br />But The Kid Is Not My Son<br />She Says I Am The One, But The Kid Is Not My Son<br />She Says I Am The One, She Says He Is My Son<br />She Says I Am The One<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />Billie Jean Is Not My Lover<br />Billie Jean Is Not My LoverMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-83527892485300501582009-07-18T17:49:00.000-07:002009-07-18T17:54:21.112-07:00Dirty Diana, Michael Jackson +<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPflvz5cY9A&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPflvz5cY9A&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Oh no... <br />Oh no... <br />Oh no... <br /><br />You'll never make me stay <br />So take your weight off of me <br />I know your every move <br />So won't you just let me be <br />I've been here times before <br />But I was too blind to see <br />That you seduce every man <br />This time you won't seduce me <br /><br />She's saying that's ok <br />Hey baby do what you please <br />I have the stuff that you want <br />I am the thing that you need <br />She looked me deep in the eyes <br />She's touchin' me so to start <br />She says there's no turnin' back <br />She's trapped me in her heart <br /><br />Chorus: <br />Dirty Diana, nah <br />Dirty Diana, nah <br />Dirty Diana, no <br />Dirty Diana <br />Let me be! <br />Oh no... <br />Oh no... <br />Oh no... <br /><br />She likes the boys in the band <br />She knows when they come to town <br />Every musician's fan after the curtain comes down <br />She waits at backstage doors <br />For those who have prestige <br />Who promise <br />Fortune and fame, a life that's so carefree <br /><br />She's saying that's ok <br />Hey baby do what you want <br />I'll be you night lovin' thing <br />I'll be the freak you can taunt <br />And I don't care what you say <br />I want to go too far <br />I'll be your everything <br />If you make me a star <br /><br />Chorus <br /><br />Chorus <br /><br />Diana! <br />Diana! <br />It's Dia...aa...aa...ana! <br /><br />She said I have to go home <br />'Cause I'm real tired you see <br />But I hate sleepin' alone <br />Why don't you come home with me <br />I said my baby's at home <br />She's probably worried tonight <br />I didn't call on the phone to <br />Say that I'm alright <br /><br />Diana walked up to me, <br />She said I'm all yours tonight <br />At that I ran to the phone <br />Sayin' baby I'm alright <br />I said but unlock the door, <br />Because I forgot the key, <br />She said he's not coming back <br />Because he's sleeping with me <br /><br />Chorus <br /><br />Chorus <br /><br />Come on! <br />Come on! <br />Come on! <br />Come on!Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-9927883998912241672009-07-08T16:58:00.000-07:002009-07-08T17:00:16.049-07:00You are not alone, Michael Jackson +<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZc6VZmbkJU&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZc6VZmbkJU&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Another day has gone <br />I'm still all alone <br />How could this be <br />You're not here with me <br />You never said goodbye <br />Someone tell me why <br />Did you have to go <br />And leave my world so cold <br /><br />Chorus 1: <br />Everyday I sit and ask myself <br />How did love slip away <br />Something whispers in my ear and says <br />That you are not alone <br />For I am here to stay <br />Though you're far away <br />I am here to stay <br /><br />Chorus 2: <br />You are not alone <br />I am here with you <br />Though we're far apart <br />You're always in my heart <br />You are not alone <br /><br />All alone <br />Why, alone <br /><br />Just the other night <br />I thought I heard you cry <br />Asking me to come <br />And hold you in my arms <br />I can hear your prayers <br />Your burdens I will bear <br />But first I need your hand <br />Then forever can begin <br /><br />Chorus 1 <br />Chorus 2 <br /><br />Whisper three words and I'll come runnin' <br />And girl you know that <br />I'll be there <br />I'll be there <br /><br />Chorus 2 <br />(Repeat - ad lib to end) Videos de Michael JacksonMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-91723362392483736002009-07-02T16:43:00.000-07:002009-07-02T16:52:58.391-07:00las mily una noches, Flans<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pxc06FOt10k&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pxc06FOt10k&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Por dejar escapar el <br />encanto de un tesoro, <br />fuimos un par de locos <br />por dejarnos tirar a matar. <br />no vamos a encontrar <br />otra playa que tenga palmeras <br />moviéndose al viento, <br />no vamos a lograr <br />un amor a medida otra vez. <br /><br />Las mil y una noches que pasé contigo, <br />la luna nos unió y ni tú ni yo <br />supimos volar. <br /><br />Las mil y una noches que pasé contigo, <br />la luna nos separó y ni tu ni yo <br />supimos llorar. <br /><br />Por dejar asomarse <br />a los celos en tu espejo, <br />tu mirada vacía, tu perfume al huír. <br />Mi forma de amar, <br />siempre a medias, <br />siempre loca, <br />siempre a destiempo, <br />tenía que acabar con <br />alguno de los dos. <br /><br />Las mil y una noches que pasé contigo, <br />la luna nos unió y ni tú ni yo <br />supimos volar. <br /><br />Las mil y una noches que pasé contigo, <br />la luna nos separó y ni tu ni yo <br />supimos llorar. <br />Las mil y una noches....Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-77522488832648892452009-05-27T15:38:00.000-07:002009-05-27T15:44:33.586-07:00Englishman in New York, Sting<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/flWP28y2cyw&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/flWP28y2cyw&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />LETRA DE LA CANCION STING - ENGLISHMAN IN NEW YORK (THE VERY BEST OF STING AND THE POLICE)<br /><br />I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear<br />I like my toast done on the side<br />And you can hear it in my accent when I talk<br />I'm an Englishman in New York<br /><br />See me walking down Fifth Avenue<br />A walking cane here at my side<br />I take it everywhere I walk<br />I'm an Englishman in New York<br /><br />I'm an alien <br />I'm a legal alien<br />I'm an Englishman in New York<br />I'm an alien <br />I'm a legal alien<br />I'm an Englishman in New York<br /><br />If "manners maketh man" as someone said<br />Then he's the hero of the day<br />It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile<br />Be yourself no matter what they say<br /><br />I'm an alien <br />I'm a legal alien<br />I'm an Englishman in New York<br />I'm an alien <br />I'm a legal alien<br />I'm an Englishman in New York<br /><br />Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety<br />You could end up as the only one<br />Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society<br />At night a candle's brighter than the sun<br /><br />Takes more than combat gear to make a man<br />Takes more than license for a gun<br />Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can<br />A gentleman will walk but never run<br /><br />If "manners maketh man" as someone said<br />Then he's the hero of the day<br />It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile<br />Be yourself no matter what they say<br /><br />I'm an alien <br />I'm a legal alien<br />I'm an Englishman in New York<br />I'm an alien <br />I'm a legal alien<br />I'm an Englishman in New YorkMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-81771932288059432702009-05-21T19:18:00.000-07:002009-05-21T19:22:23.355-07:00El duelo, La ley y Eli Guerra<object width="580" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Fw9ScuccQ8&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Fw9ScuccQ8&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"></embed></object><br /><br />LETRA DE LA CANCION LA LEY - DUELO (MTV UNPLUGGED [LIVE])<br /><br />Con una lágrima de fe sobre tu piel<br />Olvidé la grieta que dejó tu amor<br />Pero ese instinto taurino de tu ser<br />Me obligó a azotarte tiernamente<br /><br />Sin dolor no te haces felíz<br />Sin dolor no te haces felíz<br />Sin amor.......<br />No sufres más<br /><br />Toda esa noche provocaste ver en mí<br />Lo que a nadie muestro en la intimidad<br />Pero ese tipo de mirada que hay en ti<br />Me obligó a matarte lentamente.<br /><br />Sin dolor no te haces felíz<br />Sin dolor no te haces felíz<br />Sin amor......lentamente<br /><br /><br />Sin dolor no te haces felíz<br />Sin dolor no te haces felíz<br />Sin amor<br />No sufres más.Myriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-19272353057875850922009-05-19T18:12:00.000-07:002009-05-19T18:14:39.078-07:00Holding back the years, Simply Red<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qbsz7nVTHoE&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qbsz7nVTHoE&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />LETRA DE LA CANCION SIMPLY RED - HOLDING BACK THE YEARS (SIMPLIFIED)<br /><br />Holding back the years<br />Thinking of the fear I've had so long<br />When somebody hears<br />Listen to the fear that's gone<br />Strangled by the wishes of pater<br />Hoping for the arms of mater<br />Get to me the sooner or later<br /><br />Holding back the years<br />Chance for me to escape from all I've known<br />Holding back the tears<br />Cause nothing here has grown<br />I've wasted all my tears<br />Wasted all those years<br />And nothing had the chance to be good<br />Nothing ever could yeah<br /><br />I'll keep holding on<br />I'll keep holding on<br />I'll keep holding on<br />I'll keep holding on<br />So tight<br /><br />I've wasted all my tears<br />Wasted all of those years<br />And nothing had the chance to be good<br />Cause nothing ever could oh yeah<br /><br />I'll keep holding on<br />I'll keep holding on<br />I'll keep holding on<br />I'll keep holding on<br />Holding, holding, holding<br /><br />That's all I have today<br />It's all I have to sayMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2251856269136579202.post-80093079271959045382009-05-15T19:41:00.000-07:002009-05-15T19:43:03.944-07:00Azucar Amargo, Fey<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/szPt2pId_ng&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/szPt2pId_ng&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />Algo quieres esconder<br />Que no se que es<br />Y ya me hace daño<br />Por favor no pongas entre tu y yo<br /><br />Dudas que por hoy<br />Puedan separarnos<br />Contéstame, aunque duela dime por que<br />No te brillan igual que ayer<br /><br />Las pupilas cuando me miras<br />Mientes, te conozco bien<br />Esta claro que<br />Algo esta cambiando<br /><br />Habla, no huyas de mi<br />A quemarropa ya di<br />Que es lo que te tiene así<br />Visiblemente agitado<br /><br />En el altar de mi credo particular<br />Nada, nadie me importa mas<br />Que la música de tus labios<br />Eres azúcar amargo<br /><br />Delirio y pecado<br />Un cofre de sorpresas<br />Llegas, me besas y<br />Eres azúcar amargo<br /><br />Un ángel y un diablo<br />Maldito embustero<br />Solo siento, que te estoy perdiendo<br />Odio, tener que ser yo<br /><br />Quien te obligue a dar<br />Ese primer paso<br />Si es que hay alguien aparte de mi<br />Ahora mismo y aquí<br /><br />Cortamos en sano<br />Me desharé, por dentro me desharé<br />De dolor pero no daré<br />Por pararte ni un solo paso<br /><br />Eres azúcar amargo .............<br />Eres azúcar amargo<br />Un ángel y un diablo<br />El hombre que quiero<br /><br />Pero siento que ya no te tengo<br />En el altar de mi credo particular<br />Siempre has sido el mejor el mas<br />El espejo en el que me miro<br /><br />Eres azúcar amargo<br />Eres azúcar amargo<br />Un ángel un diablo<br />Maldito embustero<br />Como duele saber que te pierdoMyriam Sosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12591893468014738349noreply@blogger.com0