<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978</id><updated>2011-12-02T23:58:36.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music I've heard these days</title><subtitle type='html'>Hello. This blog is about my opinions on some music I hear here and there. I hear all kind of music, hence you may expect all kind of things in here(from Regaetton to Beethoven).</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-591933082060412077</id><published>2008-11-12T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:19:39.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm yours  (Jason Mraz)</title><content type='html'>(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EkHTsc9PU2A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be chill &lt;br /&gt;but your so hot that I melted&lt;br /&gt;I fell right through the cracks, &lt;br /&gt;now I'm trying to get back&lt;br /&gt;before the cool done run out &lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving it my best test&lt;br /&gt;and nothing is gonna stop me &lt;br /&gt;but divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it's again my turn &lt;br /&gt;to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate&lt;br /&gt;no more,no more &lt;br /&gt;it cannot wait&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing&lt;br /&gt;We're just one big family&lt;br /&gt;And it's our godforsaken right to be &lt;br /&gt;loved loved loved loved loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I won't hesitate no more,&lt;br /&gt;no more, it cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to complicate our time is short&lt;br /&gt;this is our fate. I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending way too long &lt;br /&gt;checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;and bending over backwards &lt;br /&gt;just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;and so I drew a new face and I laughed&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'd be saying is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;to rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;it's what we aim to do our name is our virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate&lt;br /&gt;no more,no more &lt;br /&gt;it cannot wait&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;look into your heart and you will &lt;br /&gt;find that the sky is yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please don't, please don't, please don't,&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to complicate,&lt;br /&gt;Cause our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This, is our fate, I'm yours&lt;div 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Mraz)'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-5320134434999871673</id><published>2008-03-26T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:51:23.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un buen perdedor (Franco de Vita)</title><content type='html'>Sé que piensas marcharte, ya lo sé&lt;br /&gt;Y no te detendré&lt;br /&gt;Haz lo que tú quieras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo recuerda que yo estaré aquí en el mismo lugar&lt;br /&gt;Y si sólo tienes ganas de hablar, con gusto escucharé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si él supo darte más amor&lt;br /&gt;Supo llenarte más que yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro que sé perder, Claro que sé perder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tienes porque disimular, esas lagrimas están de más&lt;br /&gt;Si tienes que irte, vete ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo esperaba que te quedaras&lt;br /&gt;Pero el agua hay que dejarla correr.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras yo me tragaba palabras que no pude decir&lt;br /&gt;Y si el viento hoy sopla a tu favor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no te guardaré rencor&lt;br /&gt;Claro que sé perder&lt;br /&gt;No será la primera vez&lt;br /&gt;Hoy te vas tú, mañana me iré yo&lt;br /&gt;Seré un buen perdedor&lt;br /&gt;El mundo no cambiará&lt;br /&gt;Alguien sin duda hoy ocupe tu lugar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-5320134434999871673?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5320134434999871673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-3237710240025669627</id><published>2008-02-21T13:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T13:01:45.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vestido de cristal (Kraken)</title><content type='html'>Si hace falta que le mire&lt;br /&gt;a los ojos miraré&lt;br /&gt;ya hoy.... creo que es tiempo&lt;br /&gt;ojos negros piel de hielo&lt;br /&gt;voz de fuego siento al verle&lt;br /&gt;pero sin miedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olvidarle me da igual no estoy mintiendo&lt;br /&gt;ni ignoro su juego&lt;br /&gt;si su vestido de cristal&lt;br /&gt;se quiebra en silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me ha sorprendido con el llanto&lt;br /&gt;en mis manos muriendo de sed&lt;br /&gt;y ahora le dire porque no he vuelto&lt;br /&gt;a esconderme bajo su piel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olvidarle me da igual no estoy mintiendo&lt;br /&gt;ni ignoro su juego&lt;br /&gt;si su vestido de cristal&lt;br /&gt;se quiebra en silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ojos de negros piel de hielo&lt;br /&gt;voz de fuego oohhh&lt;br /&gt;tranquilo asi en tu piel ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olvidarle me da igual no estoy mintiendo&lt;br /&gt;ni ignoro su juego&lt;br /&gt;si su vestido de cristal&lt;br /&gt;se quiebra en silencio...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-3237710240025669627?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3237710240025669627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=3237710240025669627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/3237710240025669627'/><link rel='self' 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cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="42%"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(175, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;VENI, &lt;/span&gt; Creator Spiritus,&lt;br /&gt;mentes tuorum visita,&lt;br /&gt;imple superna gratia&lt;br /&gt;quae tu creasti pectora. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="42%"&gt; Qui diceris Paraclitus,&lt;br /&gt;altissimi donum Dei,&lt;br /&gt;fons vivus, ignis, caritas,&lt;br /&gt;et spiritalis unctio. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="42%"&gt; Tu, septiformis munere,&lt;br /&gt;digitus paternae dexterae,&lt;br /&gt;Tu rite promissum Patris,&lt;br /&gt;sermone ditans guttura. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="42%"&gt; Accende lumen sensibus:&lt;br /&gt;infunde amorem cordibus:&lt;br /&gt;infirma nostri corporis&lt;br /&gt;virtute firmans perpeti. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="42%"&gt; Hostem repellas longius,&lt;br /&gt;pacemque dones protinus:&lt;br /&gt;ductore sic te praevio&lt;br /&gt;vitemus omne noxium. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="42%"&gt; Per te sciamus da Patrem,&lt;br /&gt;noscamus atque Filium;&lt;br /&gt;Teque utriusque Spiritum&lt;br /&gt;credamus omni tempore. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="42%"&gt; Deo Patri sit gloria,&lt;br /&gt;et Filio, qui a mortuis&lt;br /&gt;surrexit, ac Paraclito,&lt;br /&gt;in saeculorum saecula.&lt;br /&gt;Amen. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-4920286513009731440?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4920286513009731440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=4920286513009731440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/4920286513009731440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/4920286513009731440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2008/02/veni-creator-spiritus.html' title='Veni, Creator Spiritus'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-4930135832047233971</id><published>2008-01-29T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T15:04:17.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volver (Gardel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Yo adivino el parpadeo&lt;br /&gt;de las luces que a lo lejos&lt;br /&gt;van marcando mi retorno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son las mismas que alumbraron&lt;br /&gt;con sus plidos reflejos&lt;br /&gt;hondas horas de dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque no quise el regreso&lt;br /&gt;siempre se vuelve&lt;br /&gt;al primer amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vieja calle&lt;br /&gt;donde me cobijo&lt;br /&gt;tuya es su vida&lt;br /&gt;tuyo es su querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo el burln&lt;br /&gt;mirar de las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;que con indiferencia&lt;br /&gt;hoy me ven volver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volver&lt;br /&gt;con la frente marchita&lt;br /&gt;las nieves del tiempo&lt;br /&gt;platearon mi sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir&lt;br /&gt;que es un soplo la vida&lt;br /&gt;que veinte aos no es nada&lt;br /&gt;que febril la mirada&lt;br /&gt;errante en las sombras&lt;br /&gt;te busca y te nombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivir&lt;br /&gt;con el alma aferrada&lt;br /&gt;a un dulce recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;que lloro otra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo miedo del encuentro&lt;br /&gt;con el pasado que vuelve&lt;br /&gt;a enfrentarse con mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo miedo de las noches&lt;br /&gt;que pobladas de recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;encadenen mi soar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero el viajero que huye&lt;br /&gt;tarde o temprano&lt;br /&gt;detiene su andar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque el olvido&lt;br /&gt;que todo destruye&lt;br /&gt;haya matado mi vieja ilusin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guardo escondida&lt;br /&gt;una esperanza humilde&lt;br /&gt;que es toda la fortuna&lt;br /&gt;de mi corazn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volver&lt;br /&gt;con la frente marchita&lt;br /&gt;las nieves del tiempo&lt;br /&gt;platearon mi sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir&lt;br /&gt;que es un soplo la vida&lt;br /&gt;que veinte aos no es nada&lt;br /&gt;que febril la mirada&lt;br /&gt;errante en las sombras&lt;br /&gt;te busca y te nombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivir&lt;br /&gt;con el alma aferrada&lt;br /&gt;a un dulce recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;que lloro otra vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-4930135832047233971?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4930135832047233971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=4930135832047233971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/4930135832047233971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/4930135832047233971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2008/01/volver-gardel.html' title='Volver (Gardel)'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-2326257538754405576</id><published>2008-01-16T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T08:01:40.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me quedaré solo (amistades peligrosas)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="texto"&gt;&lt;span class="titulo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;Gritar quién o cúal&lt;br /&gt;ahora da igual te juro da igual&lt;br /&gt;que hagas bien o mal&lt;br /&gt;si es que al final la gente se va y estás&lt;br /&gt;a tí que puedes arreglar mi vida&lt;br /&gt;capaz como eres de ser día a día día a día&lt;br /&gt;tía&lt;br /&gt;sin tu alegría seré un pringao&lt;br /&gt;yo no me merezco la pena&lt;br /&gt;tía&lt;br /&gt;sin tu valía caeré en picao&lt;br /&gt;me quedaré solo&lt;br /&gt;me quedaré solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabes bien tal vez&lt;br /&gt;no pueda cambiar no vaya a cambiar jamás&lt;br /&gt;caer bien o mal&lt;br /&gt;se acerca el final mi triste final&lt;br /&gt;y tu que ansías controlar mi vida&lt;br /&gt;la paz con guerras son mi día día día día&lt;br /&gt;tía&lt;br /&gt;sin tu alegría sere un pringao&lt;br /&gt;yo no me merezco la pena&lt;br /&gt;tía&lt;br /&gt;sin tu valía caeré en picao&lt;br /&gt;me quedaré solo&lt;br /&gt;me quedaré solo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si un día sin tu alegría&lt;br /&gt;seré un pringao&lt;br /&gt;me quedaré solo&lt;br /&gt;si un día sin tu valía&lt;br /&gt;caeré en picao&lt;br /&gt;me quedare solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si un día sin tu alegría...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-2326257538754405576?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2326257538754405576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=2326257538754405576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/2326257538754405576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/2326257538754405576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-quedar-solo-amistades-peligrosas.html' title='Me quedaré solo (amistades peligrosas)'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-5886251669068150106</id><published>2007-10-27T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T04:23:25.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajab si (Om chanti om)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Really nice song from a movie of Eros entertainment in Bollywood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dedicate it now to her,  whom I think when I am alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ajab si&lt;/h3&gt;Ankhon mein teri ajab si ajab si adaayen hain&lt;br /&gt;There’s something special in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil ko banade jo patang saansein yeh teri woh hawaein hain&lt;br /&gt;Your breath is the wind that makes my heart soar like a kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aayi aisi raat hai jo bahut khushnaseeb hai&lt;br /&gt;This night is very lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chahe jise door se duniya, woh mere kareeb hai&lt;br /&gt;The one whom the whole world desires is close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitna kuch kehna hai phir bhi hai dil mein sawaal kahin&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say and yet I question….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapnon mein jo roz kaha hai woh phir se kahoon ya nahin&lt;br /&gt;Should I voice what I’ve so often repeated in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankhon mein teri ajab si ajab si adaayen hain&lt;br /&gt;There’s something special in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil ko banade jo patang saansein yeh teri woh hawaein hain&lt;br /&gt;Your breath is the wind that makes my heart soar like a kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tere saath saath aisa koi noor aaya hai&lt;br /&gt;The light emanating from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chand teri roshni ka halka sa ek saaya hai&lt;br /&gt;Makes even the moonlight but a pale shadow compared to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teri nazron ne dil ka kiya jo hashar, asar yeh hua&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes created such a tumult in my heart that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ab inme hi doob ke ho jaoon paar, yahi hai dua&lt;br /&gt;All I wish for now is to drown in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankhon mein teri ajab si ajab si adaayen hain&lt;br /&gt;There’s something special in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil ko banade jo patang saansein yeh teri woh hawaein hain&lt;br /&gt;Your breath is the wind that makes my heart soar like a kite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-5886251669068150106?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5886251669068150106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=5886251669068150106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/5886251669068150106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/5886251669068150106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/ajab-si-om-chanti-om_27.html' title='Ajab si (Om chanti om)'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-7338338840456354427</id><published>2007-07-16T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:44:43.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Correr el riesgo ( Enanitos verdes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Kind of old song from the 90's.  I've just been listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(http://musica.com/letras.asp?letra=1069108)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eterna soledad, el tiempo danza en la madrugada&lt;br /&gt;y no pudes dormir, si estan todas las luces apagadas&lt;br /&gt;Ya se fue el tren, y esta calle nunca mas sera igual&lt;br /&gt;aprendiste a tener miedo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero hay que correr el riesgo&lt;br /&gt;de levantarse y seguir cayendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay nada que perder, cuando ya nada queda en el vaso&lt;br /&gt;y no pudes saber, que fuerte es el poder de un abrazo&lt;br /&gt;Ya se fue el tren, y esta calle nunca mas sera igual&lt;br /&gt;aprendiste a tener miedo,&lt;br /&gt;pero hay que correr el riesgo&lt;br /&gt;de levantarse y seguir cayendo&lt;br /&gt;pero hay que correr el riesgo, de levantarse y seguir callendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo lo se, que nadie te dijo&lt;br /&gt;para que todos estan aqui&lt;br /&gt;yo se la soledad, te da un cierto confort, no te deja mirar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eterna soledad, eterna soledad&lt;br /&gt;se que la gente busca tu consejo&lt;br /&gt;hay que correr el riesgo,de levantarse y seguir cayendo&lt;br /&gt;pero hay que correr el riesgo&lt;br /&gt;de levantarse y seguir cayendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-7338338840456354427?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7338338840456354427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=7338338840456354427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/7338338840456354427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/7338338840456354427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/correr-el-riesgo-enanitos-verdes.html' title='Correr el riesgo ( Enanitos verdes)'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-729446335835614358</id><published>2007-05-05T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:35:51.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartas sin marcar (Andrés Calamaro)</title><content type='html'>Igual que un niño abandonado&lt;br /&gt;que en la calle lo han dejado&lt;br /&gt;yo te busco . . . desesperado&lt;br /&gt;necesito un amigo,&lt;br /&gt;necesito que alguien quiera hablar conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando empieza a amanecer&lt;br /&gt;La verdad está en tren&lt;br /&gt;y tu lo sabes: eres testigo&lt;br /&gt;Ahora soy un mendigo que camina por las calles perdido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me siento bien&lt;br /&gt;hoy perdí la fé&lt;br /&gt;la suerte juega con cartas sin marcar&lt;br /&gt;no se puede cambiar (Bis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bis)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-729446335835614358?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/729446335835614358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=729446335835614358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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vuela,&lt;br /&gt;Un recuerdo (mas que) pasajero,&lt;br /&gt;Otra ilusión que llega.&lt;br /&gt;Cada corazón merece una oportundidad&lt;br /&gt;Y esta perdida sola en medio de la ciudad&lt;br /&gt;Soy el que lo piensa por los dos,&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que sale el sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada sensación o sentir vulgar,&lt;br /&gt;Una sola cosa, un solo lugar,&lt;br /&gt;Un recuerdo más que pasajero,&lt;br /&gt;Sera como empezar otra vez de cero,&lt;br /&gt;Cada corazón merece una oportunidad.&lt;br /&gt;Y esta perdida sola en medio de la ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;Soy el que lo piensa por los dos,&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que sale el sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No importa el problema, no importa la solución.&lt;br /&gt;Me quedo con lo poco que queda, entero en el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Me gustan los problemas, no existe otra explicación,&lt;br /&gt;Esta (si) es una dulce condena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que toco un poco fondo,&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que el tiempo vuela,&lt;br /&gt;Un recuerdo (mas que) pasajero.&lt;br /&gt;Otra ilusión que llega.&lt;br /&gt;Cada corazón merece una oportunidad,&lt;br /&gt;Y está perdida sola en medio de la ciudad,&lt;br /&gt;Soy el que lo piensa por los dos,&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que sale el sol.&lt;br /&gt;No importa el problema, no importa la solución,&lt;br /&gt;Me quedo con lo poco que queda, entero en el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Me gustan los problemas, no encuentro otra explicación.&lt;br /&gt;Esta si es una dulce condena, una dulce rendición.&lt;br /&gt;Cada sensación o sentir vulgar,&lt;br /&gt;Una sola cosa, un solo lugar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-4502284127995945402?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4502284127995945402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Tierra Mala</title><content type='html'>Para que desear tus besos si tus labios no quieren&lt;br /&gt;Para que soñar una amor que no nace en ti&lt;br /&gt;Porque que fijar la esperanza en algo que ya a muerto&lt;br /&gt;Si al final de la ilusión no hay un día que no sea gris, si, si&lt;br /&gt;Sembré semillas de amor en tu alma desde niño&lt;br /&gt;Las cuide con ilusión rodeándolas de cariño&lt;br /&gt;Y alguien sembró una pasión que acabo lo bonito&lt;br /&gt;Pero recogido no porque nacieron espinos, si, si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quise cultivar un amor y me he quedado solo&lt;br /&gt;Creo que sembré en tierra mala no supe sembrar&lt;br /&gt;Pero creo que sembré bien Dios me lo enseño todo&lt;br /&gt;Entonces eres tierra mala porque no nació en ti&lt;br /&gt;El amor que yo soñé nunca floreció, en ti&lt;br /&gt;El amor que yo soñé nunca floreció, en ti.&lt;br /&gt;En ti el amor… y muy solo me quede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque tenias que fingir un amor que no sentías&lt;br /&gt;No tenias necesidad aparentar que me amabas&lt;br /&gt;Si me hubieras escuchado te hubiera entendido&lt;br /&gt;Pero mas duro me dio al saber que te casabas&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pensé que tuvieras un corazón de piedra&lt;br /&gt;Donde la semilla nace pero no hecha raíz&lt;br /&gt;Crece solo de apariencia y luego se marchita&lt;br /&gt;Por eso no resulto haber sembrado en tu vida, si, si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quise cultivar un amor y me he quedado solo&lt;br /&gt;Creo que sembré en tierra mala no supe sembrar&lt;br /&gt;Pero creo que sembré bien Dios me lo enseño todo&lt;br /&gt;Entonces eres tierra mala porque no nació en ti&lt;br /&gt;El amor que yo soñé nunca floreció, en ti&lt;br /&gt;El amor que yo soné nunca floreció, en ti.&lt;br /&gt;En ti el amor y muy solo me quede.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-116784219822139159</id><published>2007-01-03T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T07:01:47.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo de Cabeza (Kaleth Morales)</title><content type='html'>Esta es mi canción de despedida&lt;br /&gt;sera lo mejor para los dos&lt;br /&gt;pues no soy el dueño de tu vida&lt;br /&gt;y lo mas grave&lt;br /&gt;no se porque no lo entiende el corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime como hago para explicarle&lt;br /&gt;a mi alma envuelta entre la fe&lt;br /&gt;que aunque sea dificil olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;debo intentarlo&lt;br /&gt;porque creo que nunca te podre tener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si no deseas que me marche&lt;br /&gt;demuestra que al igual que yo quieres amarme&lt;br /&gt;y que tambien te estas muriendo por besarme&lt;br /&gt;y asi yo intentare esperarte&lt;br /&gt;hasta cuando decidas entregarte&lt;br /&gt;a este hombre que ha hecho todo para enamorarte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro:&lt;br /&gt;Ay porque estoy enloqueciendo&lt;br /&gt;y tengo todo de cabeza&lt;br /&gt;te voy a seguir queriendo&lt;br /&gt;aunque tu no te des cuenta&lt;br /&gt;que el maldito sufrimiento&lt;br /&gt;es quien causa mis tristezas&lt;br /&gt;y de paso a mi conquista&lt;br /&gt;le va quitando las fuerzas&lt;br /&gt;Que no puedo darte el mundo&lt;br /&gt;para nadie es un secreto&lt;br /&gt;yo tan solo te aseguro&lt;br /&gt;que seras mi amor eterno&lt;br /&gt;quien controle mi futuro&lt;br /&gt;y me saque de este infierno&lt;br /&gt;donde lo bello y lo puro&lt;br /&gt;se destruye con el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay esta es mi canción de despedida&lt;br /&gt;sera lo mejor para los dos&lt;br /&gt;pues no soy el dueño de tu vida&lt;br /&gt;y lo mas grave&lt;br /&gt;no se porque no lo entiende el corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime como hago para explicarle&lt;br /&gt;a mi alma envuelta entre la fe&lt;br /&gt;que aunque sea dificil olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;debo intentarlo porque&lt;br /&gt;creo que nunca te podre tener&lt;br /&gt;ay si no deseas que me marche&lt;br /&gt;demuestra que al igual que yo quieres amarme&lt;br /&gt;y que también te estas muriendo por besarme&lt;br /&gt;y asi yo intenatre esperarte&lt;br /&gt;hasta cuando decidas entregarte&lt;br /&gt;a este hombre que ha hecho todo&lt;br /&gt;para enamorarte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-116784219822139159?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116784219822139159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=116784219822139159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;callado en la playa&lt;br /&gt;te lloro en silencio otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Me ahoga esta pena&lt;br /&gt;no puedo vivir&lt;br /&gt;las olas no me hablan de ti&lt;br /&gt;sentado en la arena&lt;br /&gt;escribo tu nombre otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que te extrano &lt;br /&gt;desde aquel Noviembre&lt;br /&gt;cuando sonamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;a querernos siempre&lt;br /&gt;me duele, este frio Noviembre&lt;br /&gt;cuando las ojas caen &lt;br /&gt;a morir por siempre..&lt;br /&gt;Coro&lt;br /&gt;Noviembre sin ti&lt;br /&gt;es sentir que la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;me dice llorando que todo acabo&lt;br /&gt;Noviembre sin ti&lt;br /&gt;es pedirle a la luna&lt;br /&gt;que brille en la noche de mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;otra vezz.. otra vez.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera decirte &lt;br /&gt;que quiero volver&lt;br /&gt;tu nombre va escrito en mi piel&lt;br /&gt;ya es de madrugada&lt;br /&gt;te sigo esperando otra vez&lt;br /&gt;por que te extrano &lt;br /&gt;desde aquel Noviembre&lt;br /&gt;cuando sonamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;a querernos siempre&lt;br /&gt;me duele, este frio Noviembre&lt;br /&gt;cuando las ojas caen&lt;br /&gt;a morir por siempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro..(2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-114401704143442828?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114401704143442828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=114401704143442828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/114401704143442828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/114401704143442828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2006/04/noviembre-sin-t.html' title='Noviembre sin tí'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113443189436331920</id><published>2005-12-12T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T16:05:07.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que alguien me diga</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite Gilberto Santarosa's songs. It makes me remember &lt;br /&gt;other songs from Brazil I have heard in that they're sad but everybody dances them&lt;br /&gt;as if they were happy. The same happens with this song. Today&lt;br /&gt;this song has woman's name. Greetings to her wherever she may be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Alguien Me Diga Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Gilberto Santarosa&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.lyricsdomain.com/7/gilberto_santarosa/que_alguien_me_diga.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los dias pasan,&lt;br /&gt;y yo me siento,&lt;br /&gt;sin darte un  beso,&lt;br /&gt;como uno mas,&lt;br /&gt;cada mañana,&lt;br /&gt;hago el intento,&lt;br /&gt;para olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;pero que va,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu recuerdo me golpea,&lt;br /&gt;aqui en el alma&lt;br /&gt;cada ves que me descuido,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como un cazador furtivo&lt;br /&gt;me persigue por&lt;br /&gt;toda esta soledad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando creo que por fin&lt;br /&gt;ya te he olvidado&lt;br /&gt;y que voy a enamorarme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aparece de la nada&lt;br /&gt;tu recuerdo y no soy nadie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que alguien me diga,&lt;br /&gt;como se olvida,&lt;br /&gt;como se arranca para&lt;br /&gt;siempre un amor del corazon,&lt;br /&gt;que alguien me ayude,&lt;br /&gt;se ma hace urgente,&lt;br /&gt;ando buscando entre la gente&lt;br /&gt;quien me quite este dolor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busco alguien que me&lt;br /&gt;quiera por siempre,&lt;br /&gt;que me acepte en realidad&lt;br /&gt;como soy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ese alguien que me&lt;br /&gt;de su cariño,&lt;br /&gt;la que sea venga a mi por favor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113443189436331920?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113443189436331920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113443189436331920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113443189436331920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113443189436331920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/12/que-alguien-me-diga.html' title='Que alguien me diga'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113344311615825528</id><published>2005-12-01T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T05:18:36.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nadie Sabe"</title><content type='html'>Hi. I was cutting my hair yesterday when suddenly this song started to be played at &lt;br /&gt;a local TV. &lt;br /&gt;It made me remember things I thought I had forgotten. Well, it is different to &lt;br /&gt;most current Reggaeton songs. It has some lyrics, what makes it a hit, because it &lt;br /&gt;not only moves your body, it moves your feelings too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie Sabe - Cheka&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.onlylyrics.com/song.php?id=27694)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie...&lt;br /&gt;(Nadie sabe!)&lt;br /&gt;Sabe...&lt;br /&gt;(Que me estoy muriendo!)&lt;br /&gt;Que me muero...&lt;br /&gt;(Regresa pronto, ma'!)&lt;br /&gt;Cheka!&lt;br /&gt;Nadie...&lt;br /&gt;(Michael Stuart del barrio!)&lt;br /&gt;Sabe...&lt;br /&gt;(Tazmania!)&lt;br /&gt;Que me muero...&lt;br /&gt;(Mami!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe que me estoy muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Que me ahoga el sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;Nadie puede ver que me arrodillo ante el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe cuanto yo te pienso&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto lloro en este infierno&lt;br /&gt;Nadie se imagina que detras de mi disfraz&lt;br /&gt;No te puedo olvidar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mami!)&lt;br /&gt;Yo no te olvido&lt;br /&gt;Y aqui estoy llorando&lt;br /&gt;Sufriendo, muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Que me estoy cayendo&lt;br /&gt;Y no te tengo aqui conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te olvido&lt;br /&gt;Y aqui estoy llorando&lt;br /&gt;Sufriendo, muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Que me estoy cayendo&lt;br /&gt;(Y si no te tengo me siento perdido!)&lt;br /&gt;Me siento perdido&lt;br /&gt;Y aqui mi corazon no se levanta&lt;br /&gt;Y es que yo cambie&lt;br /&gt;(Me enamore...)&lt;br /&gt;Arrepentido, fui malo&lt;br /&gt;Y se que eso tu no lo aguantas&lt;br /&gt;(Por mas que trato de ahora mis penas, ma'...)&lt;br /&gt;(Sabes que...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie... (Nadie...)&lt;br /&gt;Sabe... (Sabe...)&lt;br /&gt;Que me muero...&lt;br /&gt;(Que me estoy muriendo por ti...)&lt;br /&gt;Nadie... (Nadie...)&lt;br /&gt;Sabe... (Sabe...)&lt;br /&gt;Que me muero...&lt;br /&gt;(Que me muero...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe que me estoy muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Que me ahoga el sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;Nadie puede ver que me arrodillo ante el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe cuanto yo te pienso&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto lloro en este infierno&lt;br /&gt;Nadie se imagina que detras de mi disfraz&lt;br /&gt;No te puedo olvidar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te olvido&lt;br /&gt;Y aqui estoy llorando&lt;br /&gt;Sufriendo, muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Que me estoy cayendo&lt;br /&gt;Y no te tengo aqui conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te olvido&lt;br /&gt;Y aqui estoy llorando&lt;br /&gt;Sufriendo, muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Que me estoy cayendo&lt;br /&gt;(Y si no te tengo me siento perdido!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdido, me siento (Nadie...)&lt;br /&gt;Cuando no estoy a tu lao'&lt;br /&gt;Me siento bien desesperao' (Sabe...)&lt;br /&gt;Y yo me guillo de macho cuando&lt;br /&gt;(Que me muero...)&lt;br /&gt;Estoy yo con mis panas&lt;br /&gt;Y es que yo te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Mira soy quien te ama (Nadie...)&lt;br /&gt;Regresa pronto porfavor (Sabe...)&lt;br /&gt;Y es que se me rompe el corazon (Que me muero...)&lt;br /&gt;Ay, mira, yo quiero que tu le metas&lt;br /&gt;Conmigo, con Michael Stuart y Cheka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe que me estoy muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Que me ahoga el sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;Nadie puede ver que me arrodillo ante el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe cuanto yo te pienso&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto lloro en este infierno&lt;br /&gt;Nadie se imagina que detras de mi disfraz&lt;br /&gt;No te puedo olvidar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No te puedo olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Cheka! (No te puedo olvidar...)&lt;br /&gt;Michael Stuart!&lt;br /&gt;Tazmania! (No te puedo olvidar...)&lt;br /&gt;Illegal Life Records, baby!&lt;br /&gt;Nando! (No te puedo olvidar...)&lt;br /&gt;Esta es "La Pelicula"!&lt;br /&gt;Mami! Me muero por ti&lt;br /&gt;(No te puedo olvidar...)&lt;br /&gt;(Regresa...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113344311615825528?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113344311615825528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113344311615825528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113344311615825528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113344311615825528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/12/nadie-sabe.html' title='&quot;Nadie Sabe&quot;'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113321934175104087</id><published>2005-11-28T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:34:35.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"El Problema"</title><content type='html'>Today I was listening to my ideas when suddenly came to me the music of this song. &lt;br /&gt;It is not that deep, but deep enough to express what I was thinking about. Good&lt;br /&gt;music, good lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL PROBLEMA&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo Arjona&lt;br /&gt;(http://letrascanciones.org/ricardo-arjona/santo-pecado/el-problema.php)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no fue hallarte&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es tu ausencia&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que te espero&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es Problema&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que me duele&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es que mientas&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que te creo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es que juegues&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que es conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Si me gustaste por ser libre&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy yo para cambiarte&lt;br /&gt;Si me quede queriendo solo&lt;br /&gt;Como hacer para obligarte&lt;br /&gt;El problema no es quererte&lt;br /&gt;es que tu no sientas lo mismo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y como deshacerme de ti si no te tengo&lt;br /&gt;Como alejarme de ti si están tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrarle una pestaña&lt;br /&gt;A lo que nunca tuvo ojos&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrarle plataformas&lt;br /&gt;A lo que siempre fue un barranco&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrar en la lacena&lt;br /&gt;Los besos que no me diste&lt;br /&gt;Y como deshacerme de ti si no te tengo&lt;br /&gt;Como alejarme de ti si están tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;Y es que el problema no es cambiarte.&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que no quiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es que duela&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que me gusta&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es el daño&lt;br /&gt;El Problema son las huellas&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es lo que haces&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que lo olvido&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es que digas&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es lo que callas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y como deshacerme de ti si no te tengo&lt;br /&gt;Como alejarme de ti si están tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrarle una pestaña&lt;br /&gt;A lo que nunca tuvo ojos&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrarle plataformas&lt;br /&gt;A lo que siempre fue un barranco&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrar en la lacena&lt;br /&gt;Los besos que no me diste&lt;br /&gt;Y como deshacerme de ti si no te tengo&lt;br /&gt;Como alejarme de ti si estad tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrarle una pestaña&lt;br /&gt;A lo que nunca tuvo ojos&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrarle plataformas&lt;br /&gt;A lo que siempre fue un barranco&lt;br /&gt;Como encontrar en la lacena&lt;br /&gt;Los besos que no me diste&lt;br /&gt;Y como deshacerme de ti si no te tengo&lt;br /&gt;Como alejarme de ti si estas tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no fue hallarte&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es que mientas&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que te creo&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es cambiarte&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que no quiero&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es quererte&lt;br /&gt;Es que no sientas lo mismo&lt;br /&gt;El Problema no es que juegues&lt;br /&gt;El Problema es que es conmigo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113321934175104087?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113321934175104087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113321934175104087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113321934175104087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113321934175104087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/el-problema.html' title='&quot;El Problema&quot;'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113250090865219033</id><published>2005-11-20T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:34:41.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 19th</title><content type='html'>This is a really special song. Here in my country we celebrate our trully independence day on November the 11th, when the Cartagena battle took place almost 2 centuries ago. However, November  19th is the day when Carlos Vives broke up with his former wife, hence it is his independence day. Well, it is a nice song, full of air from my country and a lot of Caribean blood in it. My November 19th is on June 10th. What is your November 19th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 De Noviembre&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Vives&lt;br /&gt;(http://vives-carlos.letras.terra.com.br/letras/6979/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 de noviembre&lt;br /&gt;despues de tanto sufrimiento&lt;br /&gt;llevo al cielo tu retrato&lt;br /&gt;y me declaro libre como el viento&lt;br /&gt;ya me siento renacer&lt;br /&gt;como pudo suceder&lt;br /&gt;yo que estaba mal herido&lt;br /&gt;con el corazon partido&lt;br /&gt;y apunto de fallecer&lt;br /&gt;y tu irrumpiste vencedora&lt;br /&gt;cuando viste la insolencia&lt;br /&gt;defendiste tus fronteras&lt;br /&gt;y clavaste tu bandera&lt;br /&gt;pidiendo mi independencia&lt;br /&gt;no habia nada que perder&lt;br /&gt;te lo quiero agradecer&lt;br /&gt;yo sere tu fiel soldado&lt;br /&gt;tu seras mi dia de fiesta&lt;br /&gt;y siempre te recordare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORO:&lt;br /&gt;y cada 19 de noviembre&lt;br /&gt;grito de mi independencia&lt;br /&gt;se oyen fietas donde quiera&lt;br /&gt;y en el cielo una bandera rinde honor a tu existencia&lt;br /&gt;y cada 19 de noviembre&lt;br /&gt;conmemoro aquella gesta&lt;br /&gt;se oyen luces en el cielo&lt;br /&gt;y en la calle esta mi pueblo&lt;br /&gt;recordando tu epopeya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y tu irrumpiste vencedora&lt;br /&gt;cuando viste la insolencia&lt;br /&gt;defendiste tus fronteras&lt;br /&gt;y clavaste tu bandera&lt;br /&gt;pidiendo mi independencia&lt;br /&gt;no habia nda que perder&lt;br /&gt;te lo quiero agradecer&lt;br /&gt;yo sere tu fiel soldado&lt;br /&gt;tu seras mi dia de fiesta&lt;br /&gt;y siempre te recordare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llego noviembre ya&lt;br /&gt;vamos a celebrar&lt;br /&gt;y a la orilla del mar&lt;br /&gt;te volvere a besar&lt;br /&gt;llego noviembre ya&lt;br /&gt;vamos a parrandear&lt;br /&gt;que gritare al pasar&lt;br /&gt;viva mi libertad (bis)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113250090865219033?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113250090865219033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113250090865219033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113250090865219033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113250090865219033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-19th.html' title='November 19th'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113194234044045381</id><published>2005-11-13T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T20:25:40.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She will be loved (Maroon 5)</title><content type='html'>Most of you know this song, for it's been a great hit.I &lt;br /&gt;listened to it carefully today and I think it clearly deserves the &lt;br /&gt;success it's had. I think the singer has the ability to transmit&lt;br /&gt;his feelings to his listeners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved (Maroon 5)&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/maroon5/shewillbeloved.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty queen of only eighteen&lt;br /&gt;She had some trouble with herself&lt;br /&gt;He was always there to help her&lt;br /&gt;She always belonged to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove for miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;And wound up at your door&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had you so many times but somehow&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I know I tend to get insecure&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;It’s compromise that moves us along&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full and my door’s always open&lt;br /&gt;You can come anytime you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where you hide&lt;br /&gt;Alone in your car&lt;br /&gt;Know all of the things that make you who you are&lt;br /&gt;I know that goodbye means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113194234044045381?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113194234044045381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113194234044045381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113194234044045381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113194234044045381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/she-will-be-loved-maroon-5.html' title='She will be loved (Maroon 5)'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113173422384738978</id><published>2005-11-11T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T10:40:36.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enfurecida - - Luis Silva</title><content type='html'>Here is a really good song I've found. Really nice lyrics. You  don't find this kind of songs very often. Musical instruments kind of transport you to distant places. Just breath in deeply, close your eyes, relax and leave it transport you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfurecida (Luis Silva)&lt;br /&gt; http://www.wedoit4you.com/lyrics4you/show_lyric.php?Lyric_pk_id=21505&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagino que como el mío ha sido malo tu pasado&lt;br /&gt;imagino que en tu camino con mil piedras has tropezado&lt;br /&gt;imagino que ante mi dios el ser supremo habrás jurado&lt;br /&gt;que el corazón que en ti palpita emocionado&lt;br /&gt;nunca jamás lo veras enamorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y enfurecida&lt;br /&gt;no has de creer en la palabra de un buen hombre&lt;br /&gt;pues todo el mundo te ha causado sinsabores&lt;br /&gt;y no hay manera de que entiendas&lt;br /&gt;que yo jamás te he puesto riendas&lt;br /&gt;y aunque por dentro eres muy fiera&lt;br /&gt;tu corazón es muy noble.(bis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagino que de tu ayer mas de un recuerdo hay en tu mente&lt;br /&gt;imagino que de tu vida nada sabe lo que sientes&lt;br /&gt;imagino que ya cansada de vagar estas consciente&lt;br /&gt;que lo que hay dentro de ti es mas ardiente&lt;br /&gt;que la pasión de un corazón manso y silvestre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y enfurecida&lt;br /&gt;no has de creer en la palabra de un buen hombre&lt;br /&gt;pues todo el mundo te ha causado sinsabores&lt;br /&gt;y no hay manera de que entiendas&lt;br /&gt;que yo jamás te he puesto riendas&lt;br /&gt;y aunque por dentro eres muy fiera&lt;br /&gt;tu corazón es muy noble.(bis)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113173422384738978?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113173422384738978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113173422384738978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113173422384738978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113173422384738978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/enfurecida-luis-silva.html' title='Enfurecida - - Luis Silva'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113095484355325496</id><published>2005-11-02T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T10:13:30.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No más (Los de Adentro)</title><content type='html'>Well, this is a song with good music. Lyrics are simple and do not use much metaphores or similes. In it the author expresses feelings we all experiment when we come to lose a relationship. It is a good song, although simple, and they're a group of good artists that&lt;br /&gt;have been around with moderate success for some time. In my opinion, they deserve more recognition for their work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No más (Los de Adentro, Colombia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son las cuatro de la mañana&lt;br /&gt;estoy solo en mi habitación&lt;br /&gt;un suspiro encarna mi alma&lt;br /&gt;y siento un gran calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desesperado enciendo un cigarro&lt;br /&gt;que busco en el viejo mesón&lt;br /&gt;intentando encontrar algo &lt;br /&gt;que alivie mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me levanto y salgo a la calle&lt;br /&gt;y camino hacia el bulevard&lt;br /&gt;y sentado en un kiosko pienso&lt;br /&gt;que así no he de terminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro: &lt;br /&gt;No más, jamás&lt;br /&gt;no vas a verme llorar&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero entender&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero entender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con señas pido una cerveza&lt;br /&gt;con el tiempo ya serán diez&lt;br /&gt;con la vista perdida extraño&lt;br /&gt;muchos tiempos atrás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nada hacias a la fuerza&lt;br /&gt;si lo querias era solo llorar&lt;br /&gt;pero todo todo cambia&lt;br /&gt;y lloras por ser igual ... igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro: &lt;br /&gt;No más, jamás&lt;br /&gt;no vas a verme llorar&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero entender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se, por qué, todo se encuentra al revés&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero entender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; Guitar solo &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No más, jamás&lt;br /&gt;no vas a verme llorar&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero entender&lt;br /&gt;No se, por qué, todo se encuentra al revés&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero entender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No más, jamás&lt;br /&gt;no vas a verme llorar&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero entender&lt;br /&gt;No se, por qué, todo se encuentra al revés&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more (Los de Adentro, Colombia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is four in the morning&lt;br /&gt;I am lonely in my room&lt;br /&gt;a sigh incarnates my soul&lt;br /&gt;and I feel a great fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate I light a cigar&lt;br /&gt;that I search in the old inn&lt;br /&gt;trying to find something&lt;br /&gt;to alleviate my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up and go to the street&lt;br /&gt;and I walk to the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;and sat down in a kiosk I think&lt;br /&gt;that I'm not goint to end up this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;No more, never&lt;br /&gt;you're never going to watch me cry&lt;br /&gt;I just want to understand&lt;br /&gt;I just want to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With signs I ask for a beer&lt;br /&gt;as time passes they will be ten&lt;br /&gt;with the sight extravieted &lt;br /&gt;I miss many past times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you didn't do anything by force&lt;br /&gt;if you didn't want it was just crying&lt;br /&gt;but everything now changes&lt;br /&gt;and you cry to be the same  . . . the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;No more, never&lt;br /&gt;you're never going to watch me cry&lt;br /&gt;I just want to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, why, now everything is face down&lt;br /&gt;I just want to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; Guitar solo &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more, never&lt;br /&gt;you're never going to watch me cry&lt;br /&gt;I just want to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, why, now everything is face down&lt;br /&gt;I just want to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more, never&lt;br /&gt;you're never going to watch me cry&lt;br /&gt;I just want to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, why, now everything is face down&lt;br /&gt;I just want to understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113095484355325496?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113095484355325496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113095484355325496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113095484355325496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113095484355325496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-ms-los-de-adentro.html' title='No más (Los de Adentro)'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113086993274795497</id><published>2005-11-01T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:39:12.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don Miranda's "Don" --- or  "Gift"</title><content type='html'>I heard this song this morning. I was too surprised to find that the singer is actually a man. &lt;br /&gt;Music is good, young and fresh. It is really rithmic and can do good to your spirits if you're in need. This group is also appearing to be hitting hard in Argentine, so we may right be hearing a lot of them in the middle term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Miranda lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Miranda&lt;br /&gt;Album: Sin Restricciones&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2004&lt;br /&gt;Title: Don&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/miranda_lyrics_2141/&lt;br /&gt;sin_restricciones_lyrics_14965/don_lyrics_173754.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero saber que me pasa, te pregunto, que me pasa?&lt;br /&gt;Y no sabes que contestarme por que claro de seguro te marié.&lt;br /&gt;Con mis idas y vueltas, te canse con mi cámara lenta.&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque trato nunca puedo apurar mi decisión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el preciso momento en que todo va cambiando para mi.&lt;br /&gt;En ese instante, te aseguro, que alguna señal te di.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no me escuchaste, tal vez sin intención de tu parte.&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser un poco débil el sonido de mi voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, una mañana te veré llegar.&lt;br /&gt;Y descubriré que yo solo ya no estoy mejor.&lt;br /&gt;Y te pediré que me acompañes.&lt;br /&gt;Adonde en verdad no se, dime que si, "miénteme"&lt;br /&gt;Podría ser que al final rompiste el cristal en mi.&lt;br /&gt;Podría pasar que me hagas hablar.&lt;br /&gt;Yo creo que tienes el DON de curar este mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que debo encontrarte y sin embargo paso el tiempo yéndome.&lt;br /&gt;Hacia mi mismo, a mi centro que jamás encontrare.&lt;br /&gt;Yo quisiera tenerte y tratarte de un modo decente.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ves que ya no puedo despegar de mi papel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debo de tranquilizarme y jugar al juego que me prepones.&lt;br /&gt;Bajo la guardia, te recibo y me abrigo de tu piel.&lt;br /&gt;El destino me ha hablado, corazones desequilibrados.&lt;br /&gt;Tu palabra me nivela y detiene mi caer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, una mañana te veré llegar.&lt;br /&gt;Y descubriré que yo solo ya no estoy mejor.&lt;br /&gt;Y te pediré que me acompañes.&lt;br /&gt;Adonde en verdad no se, dime que si, "miénteme"&lt;br /&gt;Podría ser que al final rompiste el cristal en mi.&lt;br /&gt;Podría pasar que me hagas hablar.&lt;br /&gt;Yo creo que tienes el DON de curar este mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eso solo, es la guitarra de Lolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podría ser que al final, rompiste el cristal en mi.&lt;br /&gt;Abriste mi piel que estaba tan mal.&lt;br /&gt;Quebraste el silencio que me hizo alejar.&lt;br /&gt;"Quizás seas tu quien me haga regresar"&lt;br /&gt;Intuyo que sabes la forma mejor,&lt;br /&gt;Y tienes el DON que requiere curar este mal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113086993274795497?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113086993274795497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113086993274795497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113086993274795497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113086993274795497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/11/don-mirandas-don-or-gift.html' title='Don Miranda&apos;s &quot;Don&quot; --- or  &quot;Gift&quot;'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18506978.post-113079725913997440</id><published>2005-10-31T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T14:20:59.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blunt's "You're beautiful"</title><content type='html'>It is a nice song. It fits perfectly to many kinds of situations. As I like Cortazar's "La autopista al Sur", you can bet i like this song. It is reasonably ellegant and yet simple. A good work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Blunt - You're Beautiful Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/James-Blunt/You-re-Beautiful.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;My love is pure.&lt;br /&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;She was with another man.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she caught my eye,&lt;br /&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;br /&gt;She could see from my face that I was,&lt;br /&gt;F**king high,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;br /&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18506978-113079725913997440?l=gralfcamusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113079725913997440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18506978&amp;postID=113079725913997440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113079725913997440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18506978/posts/default/113079725913997440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gralfcamusic.blogspot.com/2005/10/blunts-youre-beautiful.html' title='Blunt&apos;s &quot;You&apos;re beautiful&quot;'/><author><name>Luis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462759312178250398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
