Y apareció en tu vida
la chica de tus sueños
tu princesa herida
y ella curó tu infierno
lo que tú no sabías
que aunque nacieras princesa
no querías un Romeo
esperabas a Julieta.
Nadie supo explicarte porque la querías
que el hombre de tu vida se llamaba María
pero escúchame amiga
si ella también quiere amarte
no hay que darle más vueltas
yo se.. que es por amor al arte.
♫
lunes, 23 de agosto de 2010
lunes, 16 de agosto de 2010
Me codeó mi corazón una mañana
me dijo ¿no tenés ganas de bailar otra canción?
despertate, me pidió, si no hacés nada
hay que abrir esa ventana
para que entre una ilusión
me dijo no pierdas tiempo
quién te dice es el momento para vos
despertate que los cuentos
los escriben unos días como hoy.
Y asi fue como este cuento se escribió
no es tan simple caminar esta ilusión
en medio de la suerte
intentando no perderme
domingo, 15 de agosto de 2010
Para la Euge la puta que sabe de esto :B
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
Mya:
He met Marmelade down in old Moulin Rouge
Strutting her stuff on the street
She said, hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go, oh
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (hey hey hey)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (hee oh)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh yeah)
Creole Lady Marmalade (ohh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (oh oh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Pink:
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets
Is where he started to freak, yeah
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (da da yeah)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ooh yeah yeah)
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade, uh
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ooh)
Lil' Kim:
Yeah, yeah, aw
We come through with the money and the garter belts
Let 'em know we 'bout that cake, straight out the gate
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree, well that's you and I'm sorry
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heeled shoes, get love from the Jews
Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters
Gotta get that dough sisters
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
We wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya (come on)
Mocca chocolata (what)
Creole Lady Marmalade
(One more time, come on)
Marmalade (ooh)
Lady Marmalade (ooh yeah)
Marmalade (ohh)
Christina:
Hey, hey, hey
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth, oh
Color of cafe au lait, alright
Made the savage beast inside
Roar until he cried
More, more, more
Pink:
Now he's back home doing nine to five (nine to five)
Mya:
Living a gray flannel life
Christina:
But when he turns off to sleep, memories keep
More, more, more
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ohh)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh)
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ohh)
Come on, uh
Christina
Moulin
Pink
Lady Marmalade
Lil' Kim
Hey, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Mya
Rockwilder baby
Lady
Moulin Rouge
Ooh
Misdemeanor here
Creole Lady Marmalade, ooh yeah
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
Mya:
He met Marmelade down in old Moulin Rouge
Strutting her stuff on the street
She said, hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go, oh
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (hey hey hey)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (hee oh)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh yeah)
Creole Lady Marmalade (ohh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (oh oh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Pink:
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets
Is where he started to freak, yeah
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (da da yeah)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ooh yeah yeah)
Mocca chocolata ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade, uh
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ooh)
Lil' Kim:
Yeah, yeah, aw
We come through with the money and the garter belts
Let 'em know we 'bout that cake, straight out the gate
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree, well that's you and I'm sorry
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heeled shoes, get love from the Jews
Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters
Gotta get that dough sisters
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
We wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya (come on)
Mocca chocolata (what)
Creole Lady Marmalade
(One more time, come on)
Marmalade (ooh)
Lady Marmalade (ooh yeah)
Marmalade (ohh)
Christina:
Hey, hey, hey
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth, oh
Color of cafe au lait, alright
Made the savage beast inside
Roar until he cried
More, more, more
Pink:
Now he's back home doing nine to five (nine to five)
Mya:
Living a gray flannel life
Christina:
But when he turns off to sleep, memories keep
More, more, more
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ohh)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh)
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ohh)
Come on, uh
Christina
Moulin
Pink
Lady Marmalade
Lil' Kim
Hey, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Mya
Rockwilder baby
Lady
Moulin Rouge
Ooh
Misdemeanor here
Creole Lady Marmalade, ooh yeah
sábado, 14 de agosto de 2010
If you're not with me is beyond me air, empty heart.
While tights just next to feel q breath...
There is no change, there is nothing q said...
If you're not with me I am nothing, I die of cold.
Ay!how much I love you, "wild heart" I miss the senses...
There is so much q invent, nothing to pretend...
While tights just next to feel q breath...
There is no change, there is nothing q said...
If you're not with me I am nothing, I die of cold.
Ay!how much I love you, "wild heart" I miss the senses...
There is so much q invent, nothing to pretend...
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