<?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-7513874322463760793</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:11:06.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LETRAS 2008</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7513874322463760793.post-884869480774438534</id><published>2008-12-10T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:30:12.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ULTIMOS CINCO NUEVOS DISCOS DEL 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como están,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me da gusto saber que cada vez hay nuevos discos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los nuevos discos de este año son de los artistas &lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/pink.html"&gt;PINK&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/akon.html"&gt;AKON&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/mana.html"&gt;MANA&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/luis-fonsi.html"&gt;LUIS FONSI&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/rata-blanca.html"&gt;RATA BLANCA&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muy buenísimos los discos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ahora la noticia del día es que el artista &lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/akon.html"&gt;AKON&lt;/a&gt; esta en los primeros lugares de la música mas vista respecto a las estadísticas de YouTube con el tema &lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/right-now-na-na-na.html"&gt;RICHT NOW (NA, NA, NA)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejen sus comentarios para poner los nuevos discos y también las letras de que artistas les gustaría tener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos cordiales,&lt;br /&gt;www.letras-2008.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-884869480774438534?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/884869480774438534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=884869480774438534' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/884869480774438534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/884869480774438534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-discos-nuevos-discos-nuevos-del-2008.html' title='ULTIMOS CINCO NUEVOS DISCOS DEL 2008'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-610383550581884184</id><published>2008-12-09T06:58:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:10:24.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando hoy es ayer - RATA BLANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dónde irás cuando se termine el show&lt;br /&gt;andarás hasta que salga el sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque todo parece estar bien&lt;br /&gt;es extraño sentir que hoy es ayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A los bares vamos a buscar&lt;br /&gt;que la noche se mantenga igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque un pájaro te de a entender&lt;br /&gt;que hoy es hoy&lt;br /&gt;aunque te aferres al ayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un camarín vació&lt;br /&gt;doy un trago y te confío&lt;br /&gt;que me esperan mis amigos en un bar&lt;br /&gt;para solucionar…nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dónde irás cuando se termine el show&lt;br /&gt;andarás hasta que salga el sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque todo parece estar bien&lt;br /&gt;es extraño sentir que hoy es ayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nm5rQUucx7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nm5rQUucx7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-610383550581884184?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/610383550581884184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=610383550581884184' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/610383550581884184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/610383550581884184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-hoy-es-ayer-rata-blanca.html' title='Cuando hoy es ayer - 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RATA BLANCA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-2906004944830292879</id><published>2008-12-09T06:58:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:06:37.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un dia mas, un dia menos - RATA BLANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ves al tiempo robarle otra vez el día&lt;br /&gt;otro viaje sin rumbo va a empezar&lt;br /&gt;sigues frente al televisor&lt;br /&gt;y algo oprime tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;es que nadie se escapa del dolor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que pasará si alguien no salva tu alma&lt;br /&gt;y la lluvia golpea el asfalto gris&lt;br /&gt;y un recuerdo fugaz te hace sonreír&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por la calle te cruzan ojos vacíos&lt;br /&gt;son los que resignaron su fe en el amor&lt;br /&gt;y sus brazos re rodearán y sus dientes te clavarán&lt;br /&gt;solo puedes pararte y escapar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que pasará si alguien no salva tu alma&lt;br /&gt;y la lluvia golpea el asfalto gris&lt;br /&gt;y un recuerdo fugaz te hace sonreír&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y a perdidos tesoros te aferrarás&lt;br /&gt;aunque nada ganemos mirando atrás&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Q4hwLmU8Ng&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Q4hwLmU8Ng&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-2906004944830292879?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2906004944830292879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=2906004944830292879' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2906004944830292879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2906004944830292879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-dia-mas-un-dia-menos-rata-blanca.html' title='Un dia mas, un dia menos - 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RATA BLANCA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8609852570383923945</id><published>2008-12-09T06:57:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:59:02.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El círculo de Fuego - RATA BLANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forma irreal&lt;br /&gt;la cara de la luna se oculto&lt;br /&gt;la noche oprime mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;me sigue como un lobo por detrás&lt;br /&gt;ansioso ya de verme caer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subliminal con fuerza se escucho&lt;br /&gt;el rezo de un viejo conjuro…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu, ya, debes ser capaz&lt;br /&gt;de invocar al círculo de fuego.&lt;br /&gt;Y no dejes escapar la misión sagrada que hay en tu destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a escuchar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la voz que dentro mío me dirá&lt;br /&gt;por cual sendero debo tomar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que al final&lt;br /&gt;la más pequeña estrella puede más&lt;br /&gt;que la terrible oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me verás buscando la razón&lt;br /&gt;que llega desde el infinito…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu, ya, debes ser capaz&lt;br /&gt;de invocar al círculo de fuego&lt;br /&gt;y no dejes escapar la misión sagrada que hay en tu destino. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPaO3DAhjLU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPaO3DAhjLU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8609852570383923945?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8609852570383923945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8609852570383923945' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8609852570383923945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8609852570383923945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/el-crculo-de-fuego-rata-blanca.html' title='El círculo de Fuego - RATA BLANCA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8692934122848248773</id><published>2008-12-09T06:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:17:45.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talisman - RATA BLANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fui como un angel caído&lt;br /&gt;preso de mi libertad,&lt;br /&gt;hasta que,&lt;br /&gt;te conoci, por esas calles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue porque quizo el destino&lt;br /&gt;que te pudiera encontrar&lt;br /&gt;y hoy no se como seguir,&lt;br /&gt;cuando no estas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te agradezco que sanes mi alma&lt;br /&gt;sobrevivo encontrando en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;el resplandor de un verde Talisman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si al final esta vida es un sueño&lt;br /&gt;solo se que a tu lado me quiero despertar,&lt;br /&gt;amanecer una vez más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes cuando era muy joven&lt;br /&gt;nunca pense que el amor&lt;br /&gt;me daria sin preguntar,&lt;br /&gt;tantas respuestas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy que desfio mis vocos&lt;br /&gt;y hoy que reina la traicion&lt;br /&gt;se que alguien puede curar mi corazòn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9OOHN6JdkFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9OOHN6JdkFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8692934122848248773?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8692934122848248773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8692934122848248773' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8692934122848248773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8692934122848248773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/talisman-rata-blanca.html' title='Talisman - RATA BLANCA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-641580225063156644</id><published>2008-12-09T06:56:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:16:40.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>71 - 06 (Endorfina) - RATA BLANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aveces te parece&lt;br /&gt;que está todo mal&lt;br /&gt;si piensas diferente&lt;br /&gt;a todos los demás&lt;br /&gt;verás no suena nada extraño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se junta la basura&lt;br /&gt;a tu alrededor&lt;br /&gt;y tirás con la mierda&lt;br /&gt;en el ventilador&lt;br /&gt;igual no puedes arreglarlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que el mundo&lt;br /&gt;no aceptará&lt;br /&gt;que digamos la verdad&lt;br /&gt;pero esto no lo pueden detener&lt;br /&gt;porque es rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te sigues sorprendiendo&lt;br /&gt;cada día más&lt;br /&gt;y ves como te invade&lt;br /&gt;la mediocridad&lt;br /&gt;que hoy está por todos lados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ves como cualquiera&lt;br /&gt;dice que hace rock&lt;br /&gt;y vces como los premian&lt;br /&gt;por televisión&lt;br /&gt;quizá creyendo que eres tonto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que esos Marshall no sonarán&lt;br /&gt;sólo están para pintar esa parodia&lt;br /&gt;que van a vender&lt;br /&gt;y ellos lo llaman rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que el mundo&lt;br /&gt;no aceptará&lt;br /&gt;que digamos la verdad&lt;br /&gt;pero esto no lo pueden detener&lt;br /&gt;porque es rock and roll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uG9DKeU9oPM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uG9DKeU9oPM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-641580225063156644?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/641580225063156644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=641580225063156644' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/641580225063156644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/641580225063156644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/71-06-endorfina-rata-blanca.html' title='71 - 06 (Endorfina) - RATA BLANCA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-6388087997361400086</id><published>2008-12-09T06:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:14:57.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Reino Olvidado - RATA BLANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oí que los hombres perdidos están&lt;br /&gt;en los dominios de la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;desde la eternidad, ellos regresarán&lt;br /&gt;los viejos reyes de blanco y la tempestad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La oscuridad, sabes que está,&lt;br /&gt;desolando la tierra y el mar&lt;br /&gt;tiempos sin paz, odio y dolor,&lt;br /&gt;necesito poder despertar&lt;br /&gt;tu corazón, te llevará,&lt;br /&gt;hacia el reino olvidado que está,&lt;br /&gt;sólo dentro de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedes ser rico del vivo ladrón&lt;br /&gt;duelen las llagas en tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;volvamos a empezar y el reino nos dará,&lt;br /&gt;salvar la tierra y a toda la humanidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La oscuridad, sabes que está,&lt;br /&gt;desolando la tierra y el mar&lt;br /&gt;tiempos sin paz, odio y dolor,&lt;br /&gt;necesito poder despertar&lt;br /&gt;tu corazón, me llevará,&lt;br /&gt;hacia el reino olvidado que está,&lt;br /&gt;solo dentro de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La oscuridad, sabes que está,&lt;br /&gt;desolando la tierra y el mar&lt;br /&gt;tiempos sin paz, odio y dolor,&lt;br /&gt;necesito poder despertar&lt;br /&gt;tu corazón, me llevará,&lt;br /&gt;hacia el reino olvidado que está,&lt;br /&gt;dentro de ti, dentro de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ger2bXhXb8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ger2bXhXb8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-6388087997361400086?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6388087997361400086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=6388087997361400086' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/6388087997361400086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/6388087997361400086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/el-reino-olvidado-rata-blanca.html' title='El Reino Olvidado - RATA BLANCA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-3836020800703487213</id><published>2008-12-09T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:20:34.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Las voces del Mar (Intro) - RATA BLANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EGbGqAvJ2SE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EGbGqAvJ2SE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-3836020800703487213?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3836020800703487213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=3836020800703487213' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3836020800703487213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3836020800703487213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/las-voces-del-mar-intro-rata-blanca.html' title='Las voces del Mar (Intro) - RATA BLANCA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-1830887175160366086</id><published>2008-12-09T06:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:35:24.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RATA BLANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALBUNES DE RATA BLANCA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EL REINO OLVIDADO (2008)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/las-voces-del-mar-intro-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-Las voces del Mar (Intro) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/el-reino-olvidado-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-El Reino Olvidado &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/71-06-endorfina-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-71 - 06 (Endorfina) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/talisman-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-Talisman &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/el-crculo-de-fuego-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-El círculo de Fuego &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/diario-de-una-sombra-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-Diario de una sombra &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/madre-tierra-instrumental-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-Madre Tierra (Instrumental) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/el-guardian-de-la-luz-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-El guardian de la luz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-dia-mas-un-dia-menos-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-Un dia mas, un dia menos &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-es-nada-facil-ser-vos-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-No es nada facil (Ser vos) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-eres-hijo-del-rock-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-Si eres hijo del Rock &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-hoy-es-ayer-rata-blanca.html"&gt;-Cuando hoy es ayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-1830887175160366086?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/1830887175160366086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=1830887175160366086' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/1830887175160366086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/1830887175160366086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/rata-blanca.html' title='RATA BLANCA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-2585092720089407871</id><published>2008-12-08T06:29:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:53:57.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Me Doy Por Vencido (version ranchera) - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me quedo callado&lt;br /&gt;Soy como un niño dormido&lt;br /&gt;Que puede despertarse&lt;br /&gt;Con apenas sólo un ruido&lt;br /&gt;Cuando menos te lo esperas&lt;br /&gt;Cuando menos lo imagino&lt;br /&gt;Sé que un día no me aguanto y voy y te miro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y te lo digo a los gritos&lt;br /&gt;Y te ríes y me tomas por un loco atrevido&lt;br /&gt;Pues no sabes cuanto tiempo en mis sueños has vivido&lt;br /&gt;Ni sospechas cuando te nombré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una flor de bolsillo,&lt;br /&gt;Marchita de buscar a una mujer que me quiera&lt;br /&gt;Y reciba su perfume hasta traer la primavera&lt;br /&gt;Y me enseñe lo que no aprendí de la vida&lt;br /&gt;Que brilla más cada día,&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy tan sólo a un paso de ganarme la alegría&lt;br /&gt;Porque el corazón levanta una tormenta enfurecida&lt;br /&gt;Desde aquel momento en que te ví…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este silencio esconde demasiadas palabras&lt;br /&gt;No me detengo, pase lo que pase seguiré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_oYSt4Va-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_oYSt4Va-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-2585092720089407871?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2585092720089407871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=2585092720089407871' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2585092720089407871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2585092720089407871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-me-doy-por-vencido-version-ranchera.html' title='No Me Doy Por Vencido (version ranchera) - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-3137990686500279581</id><published>2008-12-08T06:29:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:53:03.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tienes Razon - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tengo que decirtelo&lt;br /&gt;se me parte el corazon&lt;br /&gt;porque soy quien va a causarte el peor... dolor&lt;br /&gt;Fue mi culpa, fue un error&lt;br /&gt;Fue una noche sin amor,&lt;br /&gt;me avergüenzo y no vasta&lt;br /&gt;pedir perdon&lt;br /&gt;Mi reflejo esta matandome&lt;br /&gt;porque se que te falle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como hare?&lt;br /&gt;que dire?&lt;br /&gt;como hablarte hoy&lt;br /&gt;solo se que me falta valor&lt;br /&gt;dejame explicartelo ya no puedo negartelo,&lt;br /&gt;si tu te vaz "tienes razon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una lagrima caera&lt;br /&gt;otra herida se abrira,&lt;br /&gt;se que nunca volveras a creer... en mi...&lt;br /&gt;algo aprendere si te menti,&lt;br /&gt;me meresco este final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como hare?&lt;br /&gt;que dire?&lt;br /&gt;como hablarte hoy&lt;br /&gt;solo se que me falta valor&lt;br /&gt;dejame explicartelo ya no puedo negartelo,&lt;br /&gt;si tu te vaz "tienes razon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La estupidez me traiciono&lt;br /&gt;tu corazon perdi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como hare?&lt;br /&gt;que dire?&lt;br /&gt;como hablarte hoy&lt;br /&gt;solo se que me falta valor&lt;br /&gt;dejame explicartelo ya no puedo negartelo,&lt;br /&gt;si tu te vaz "tienes razon"... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/unIq0J412Do&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/unIq0J412Do&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-3137990686500279581?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3137990686500279581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=3137990686500279581' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3137990686500279581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3137990686500279581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/tienes-razon-luis-fonsi.html' title='Tienes Razon - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8609218562681142008</id><published>2008-12-08T06:29:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:52:12.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aqui Estoy Yo - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquí estoy yo&lt;br /&gt;para hacerte reir a vez mas&lt;br /&gt;confia en mi deja tus miedos atrás y ya te das&lt;br /&gt;aquí estoy yo con un beso quemandome los labios&lt;br /&gt;es para ti puede tu vida cambiar dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le pido al sol que una estrella azul&lt;br /&gt;viaje hasta a ti y te enamores solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"coro"&lt;br /&gt;aki estoy yo&lt;br /&gt;abriendote mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;llenando tu falta de amor&lt;br /&gt;cerrandole el paso al dolor&lt;br /&gt;no temas yo te cuidare&lt;br /&gt;solo aceptame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aki estoy para darte mi fuerza y mi aliento…&lt;br /&gt;y ayudarte a pintar mariposas en la oscurdad&lt;br /&gt;seran de verdad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero ser yo quien despierte en ti nuevos sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;y te enseña a querer y entregarte otra vez sin medir&lt;br /&gt;los abrasos q duee..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le pido a dios&lt;br /&gt;un toque de inspiración&lt;br /&gt;para desir&lt;br /&gt;lo que tu esperas oir de mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aki estoy yo&lt;br /&gt;abriendote mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;llenando tu falta de amor&lt;br /&gt;cerrandole el paso al dolor&lt;br /&gt;no temas yo te cuidare&lt;br /&gt;solo aceptame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dame tus alas mas voy a llorar&lt;br /&gt;y de mi mano te invito a volar…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aki estoy yo (y aquí estoy yo)&lt;br /&gt;abriendote mi corazon (mi corazon)&lt;br /&gt;llenando tu falta de amor (falta de amor)&lt;br /&gt;cerrandole el paso al dolor (cerrandole el paso al dolor)&lt;br /&gt;no temas yo te cuidare (te cuidare)&lt;br /&gt;solo aceptame (aceptame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aki estoy yo&lt;br /&gt;abriendote mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;llenando tu falta de amor&lt;br /&gt;cerrandole el paso al dolor&lt;br /&gt;no temas yo te cuidare&lt;br /&gt;siempre te amare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cmka9_0xycc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cmka9_0xycc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8609218562681142008?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8609218562681142008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8609218562681142008' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8609218562681142008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8609218562681142008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/aqui-estoy-yo-luis-fonsi.html' title='Aqui Estoy Yo - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-303495109794853030</id><published>2008-12-08T06:29:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:48:41.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo Lo Que Tengo - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No me atreveria a molestarte&lt;br /&gt;con esta ilusion&lt;br /&gt;de entregarte mi vida y perfumarte&lt;br /&gt;con rosas de pasion&lt;br /&gt;aunque yo no dejo de pensarte&lt;br /&gt;me conformo solamente con mirarte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hablas... me pierdo...&lt;br /&gt;me muero...por un beso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que tengo... es para ti&lt;br /&gt;cada espacio de mi tiempo, lo que soy y fui&lt;br /&gt;me haces volar&lt;br /&gt;y sueño que sonries para mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni sospechas como se deshace este corazon&lt;br /&gt;cuando codo a codo por la calle&lt;br /&gt;vamos tu y yo me confias lo que nadie sabe&lt;br /&gt;y me cuentas historias... con detalles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El alma... daria&lt;br /&gt;por unas horas de tu dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPIsBdYA9qs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPIsBdYA9qs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-303495109794853030?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/303495109794853030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=303495109794853030' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/303495109794853030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/303495109794853030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/todo-lo-que-tengo-luis-fonsi.html' title='Todo Lo Que Tengo - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8513229548273495710</id><published>2008-12-08T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:46:31.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Persiguiendo El Paraíso - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se que suena dogmatico&lt;br /&gt;pero en ti yo encontre mi religion&lt;br /&gt;tus labios son la fe que mueve todo mi interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y esque no hay nadie mas que tu&lt;br /&gt;que tenga tanta luz&lt;br /&gt;que me ilumina cada vez que hacemos el amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me pierdo dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;entre el cielo y el dilirio&lt;br /&gt;cada paso dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;voy persiguiendo el paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me pierdo dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;tras de mi dulce destino&lt;br /&gt;cada paso dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;voy persiguiendo el paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que suena dramatico&lt;br /&gt;pero en ti yo encontre mi salvacion&lt;br /&gt;tu voz es como un mantra que me calma el corazon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es que en tu vientre encuentro paz&lt;br /&gt;el fuego de mi hogar&lt;br /&gt;que me consume cada vez que hacemos el amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me pierdo dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;entre el cielo y el dilirio&lt;br /&gt;cada paso dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;voy persiguiendo el paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me pierdo dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;tras de mi dulce destino&lt;br /&gt;cada paso dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;voy persiguiendo el paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un naufrago en tus besos&lt;br /&gt;viento entre tus dedos&lt;br /&gt;amame sin miedo te lo ruego...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me pierdo dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;entre el cielo y el dilirio&lt;br /&gt;cada paso dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;voy persiguiendo el paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me pierdo dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;entre el cielo y el dilirio&lt;br /&gt;cada paso dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;voy persiguiendo el paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me pierdo dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;tras de mi dulce destino&lt;br /&gt;cada paso dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;voy persiguiendo el paraiso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbw65ZUbXio&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbw65ZUbXio&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8513229548273495710?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8513229548273495710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8513229548273495710' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8513229548273495710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8513229548273495710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/persiguiendo-el-paraso-luis-fonsi.html' title='Persiguiendo El Paraíso - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-3424305229682218297</id><published>2008-12-08T06:28:00.010-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:05:37.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo Vuelve A Empezar - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tras la marea nadie tiene sed&lt;br /&gt;Nos lastimamos suficiente&lt;br /&gt;cuesta mirarnos frente a frente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de un puño contra la pared&lt;br /&gt;de dónde arranco yo un abrazo&lt;br /&gt;mientras tú juntas los pedazos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es preferible callar&lt;br /&gt;necesitamos el silencio para respirar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llora conmigo hasta que el cielo sea cielo&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que el frío que hoy sentimos se convierta en fuego&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que llore el mar&lt;br /&gt;y el beso que quedó vacío ocupe su lugar&lt;br /&gt;Y todo vuelva a empezar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasan las tardes sin mirar... sin ver&lt;br /&gt;Nos aguantamos el cariño&lt;br /&gt;Por no portarnos como niños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejor sentarme al borde de tu piel&lt;br /&gt;que echarle sal a las heridas&lt;br /&gt;de quien mas amo en esta vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La calma está por llegar&lt;br /&gt;en cuanto aclare la tormenta&lt;br /&gt;Nos vamos a encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llora conmigo hasta que el cielo sea cielo&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que el frío que hoy sentimos se convierta en fuego&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que llore el mar&lt;br /&gt;y el beso que quedó vacío ocupe su lugar&lt;br /&gt;Y todo vuelva a empezar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomo distancia y sigo aquí&lt;br /&gt;Tan lejos y tan cerca de tí&lt;br /&gt;Que no me faltó... (No me faltas)&lt;br /&gt;Se que la rabia es pasajera&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque otra guerra espera...&lt;br /&gt;Yo no me marcho, Tú no me dejas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llora conmigo hasta que el cielo sea cielo&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que el frío que hoy sentimos se convierta en fuego&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que llore el mar&lt;br /&gt;y el beso que quedó vacío ocupe su lugar&lt;br /&gt;Y todo vuelva a empezar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPmfT_99Iqo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPmfT_99Iqo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-3424305229682218297?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3424305229682218297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=3424305229682218297' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3424305229682218297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3424305229682218297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/todo-vuelve-empezar-luis-fonsi.html' title='Todo Vuelve A Empezar - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8479537874739173360</id><published>2008-12-08T06:28:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:04:51.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagrimas Del Mar - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fue tan fuerte mi promesa&lt;br /&gt;siempre fuiste mi princesa&lt;br /&gt;aunque ahora digas no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y tan fragil mi inoscencia&lt;br /&gt;que ya no le quedan fuerzas&lt;br /&gt;a mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vida da vueltas, que vueltas da la vida nuestra&lt;br /&gt;se desvanece en un descuido&lt;br /&gt;y se detiene en un latido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CORO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy te devuelvo la mitad&lt;br /&gt;del recuerdo que se va&lt;br /&gt;contigo a otro lugar&lt;br /&gt;solo me queda comenzar&lt;br /&gt;ya no importa la verdad&lt;br /&gt;ni el principio, ni el final&lt;br /&gt;hoy mis lagrimas de sal, son lagrimas del mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora mi mundo esta al reves&lt;br /&gt;desde la cabeza hasta los pies&lt;br /&gt;como todo pasara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya en las fotos no estaras&lt;br /&gt;mi pasado tu seras&lt;br /&gt;y el futuro que mas da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vida da vueltas, que vueltas da la vida nuestra&lt;br /&gt;se desvanece en un instante&lt;br /&gt;camino solo hacia adelante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para limpiar el alma hay que llorar&lt;br /&gt;en este cielo compartido&lt;br /&gt;la leccion fue haber vivido... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R5gFQlGjL_o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R5gFQlGjL_o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8479537874739173360?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8479537874739173360/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8479537874739173360' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8479537874739173360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8479537874739173360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/lagrimas-del-mar-luis-fonsi.html' title='Lagrimas Del Mar - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-6309779420478247682</id><published>2008-12-08T06:28:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:03:51.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Mentira - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si fuera por mi serias tu&lt;br /&gt;la que me espera&lt;br /&gt;pero quisiste hacerlo asi&lt;br /&gt;de forma compleja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sin embargo se&lt;br /&gt;y tu tambien&lt;br /&gt;cuantas cenizas quedan&lt;br /&gt;soy un adicto a ti y tu a mi&lt;br /&gt;adicto a esta traicion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una vez mas y te olvido despues me voy y queda prohibido&lt;br /&gt;pero solo dime como yo, le miento a este pobre corazon&lt;br /&gt;una vez mas...&lt;br /&gt;woooo woooo woooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que en esta noche cruel&lt;br /&gt;las palabras&lt;br /&gt;sean perfectas sin hablar&lt;br /&gt;no digas nada, eres mi perdicion&lt;br /&gt;mi gran error y yo tu excusa perfecta&lt;br /&gt;me mientes tu a mi y yo a ti&lt;br /&gt;me mientes cuando dices que no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una vez mas y te olvido despues me voy y queda prohibido&lt;br /&gt;pero solo dime como yo, le miento a este pobre corazon&lt;br /&gt;una vez mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me mientes con tu boca&lt;br /&gt;con tu piel cuando me tocas&lt;br /&gt;me mientes con tu corazon&lt;br /&gt;yo te miento con mis besos&lt;br /&gt;y te invento mil pretextos&lt;br /&gt;pretendiendo que no es amor&lt;br /&gt;mientes tu, miento yo cuando dices y digo que no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una vez mas y te olvido despues me voy y queda prohibido,&lt;br /&gt;Una vez mas y te olvido despues me voy y queda prohibido,&lt;br /&gt;pero solo dime como yo, le miento a este pobre corazon,&lt;br /&gt;una vez mas...&lt;br /&gt;woooo woooo woooo...&lt;br /&gt;woooo woooo woooo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v7WYJ3aHdcQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v7WYJ3aHdcQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-6309779420478247682?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6309779420478247682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=6309779420478247682' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/6309779420478247682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/6309779420478247682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-mentira-luis-fonsi.html' title='La Mentira - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-3734739722223452128</id><published>2008-12-08T06:28:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:03:08.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunque Estes Con El - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que bonita estás&lt;br /&gt;cada día más&lt;br /&gt;tanto que decir&lt;br /&gt;tanto que reír para no llorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé que puedo controlar mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;pero no consigo callar el sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;que es libre como el viento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pretendo que lo dejes todo por mi amor&lt;br /&gt;no te digo que conmigo te va a ir mejor&lt;br /&gt;solo pido que no ignores a tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;es el único que siempre tiene la razón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He inventado mil razones para olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;he luchado con mis ganas para no llamarte&lt;br /&gt;mi promesa siempre ha sido ser un hombre fiel&lt;br /&gt;mi promesa es respetar tu piel&lt;br /&gt;y no dejaré de amarte aunque estés con él&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobreviviré&lt;br /&gt;pensando en ti lo haré&lt;br /&gt;quedan los recuerdos flotando entre los besos&lt;br /&gt;anoche lo soñé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé que puedo controlar mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;pero es imposible callarme lo que siento&lt;br /&gt;que me arde aquí muy dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pretendo que lo dejes todo por mi amor&lt;br /&gt;no te digo que conmigo te va a ir mejor&lt;br /&gt;solo pido que no ignores a tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;es el único que siempre tiene la razón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He inventado mil razones para olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;he luchado con mis ganas para no llamarte&lt;br /&gt;mi promesa siempre ha sido ser un hombre fiel&lt;br /&gt;mi promesa es respetar tu piel&lt;br /&gt;y no dejaré de amarte aunque estés con él.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HwZ6l2D-sII&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HwZ6l2D-sII&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-3734739722223452128?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3734739722223452128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=3734739722223452128' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3734739722223452128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3734739722223452128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/aunque-estes-con-el-luis-fonsi.html' title='Aunque Estes Con El - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-2139225124055610128</id><published>2008-12-08T06:28:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:01:31.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Me Doy Por Vencido - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me quedo callado&lt;br /&gt;Soy como un niño dormido&lt;br /&gt;Que puede despertarse&lt;br /&gt;Con apenas sólo un ruido&lt;br /&gt;Cuando menos te lo esperas&lt;br /&gt;Cuando menos lo imagino&lt;br /&gt;Sé que un día no me aguanto y voy y te miro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y te lo digo a los gritos&lt;br /&gt;Y te ríes y me tomas por un loco atrevido&lt;br /&gt;Pues no sabes cuanto tiempo en mis sueños has vivido&lt;br /&gt;Ni sospechas cuando te nombré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una flor de bolsillo,&lt;br /&gt;Marchita de buscar a una mujer que me quiera&lt;br /&gt;Y reciba su perfume hasta traer la primavera&lt;br /&gt;Y me enseñe lo que no aprendí de la vida&lt;br /&gt;Que brilla más cada día,&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy tan sólo a un paso de ganarme la alegría&lt;br /&gt;Porque el corazón levanta una tormenta enfurecida&lt;br /&gt;Desde aquel momento en que te ví…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este silencio esconde demasiadas palabras&lt;br /&gt;No me detengo, pase lo que pase seguiré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlI2KfyzJcQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlI2KfyzJcQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-2139225124055610128?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2139225124055610128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=2139225124055610128' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2139225124055610128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2139225124055610128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-me-doy-por-vencido-luis-fonsi.html' title='No Me Doy Por Vencido - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-5833827717765228830</id><published>2008-12-08T06:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:00:26.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Otro Día Sera - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya me llamas un juego llamar,&lt;br /&gt;y de noche te puedo encontar,&lt;br /&gt;es mil mensajes para verte,&lt;br /&gt;cuando llegas a casa no estoy,&lt;br /&gt;cuando vienes de nuevo me voy&lt;br /&gt;y seguimos persiguiendonos,&lt;br /&gt;y todos mis estres todo esta al reves,&lt;br /&gt;pero sonries y nada importa ya,&lt;br /&gt;estas conmigo si no es hoy otro dia sera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame solo un momento,&lt;br /&gt;solo un momento dejemos de vivir desencontrandonos,&lt;br /&gt;sabes bien lo que siento aunque lo intento&lt;br /&gt;seguimos siempre asi desencontrandonos,&lt;br /&gt;y en un beso el tiempo se detendra&lt;br /&gt;lo presiento si no es hoy otro dia sera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una risa en el contestador,&lt;br /&gt;reconozco de quien es la voz,&lt;br /&gt;me buscas pero es tarde siempre,&lt;br /&gt;tu me haces subir y bajar&lt;br /&gt;de tu mano me dejo llevar,&lt;br /&gt;no me aburro nunca de este amor,&lt;br /&gt;para ti para mi siempre es asi,&lt;br /&gt;no hay un contrato no hay nada que inventar&lt;br /&gt;estamos juntos si no es hoy otro día sera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame solo un momento,&lt;br /&gt;solo un momento dejemos de vivir desencontrandonos,&lt;br /&gt;sabes bien lo que siento aunque lo intento&lt;br /&gt;seguimos siempre asi desencontrandonos,&lt;br /&gt;y en un beso el tiempo se detendra&lt;br /&gt;lo presiento si no es hoy otro día sera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame solo un momento,&lt;br /&gt;solo un momento dejemos de vivir desencontrándonos,&lt;br /&gt;sabes bien lo que siento aunque lo intento&lt;br /&gt;seguimos siempre así desencontrándonos,&lt;br /&gt;y en un beso el tiempo se detendrá&lt;br /&gt;lo presiento si no es hoy otro día sera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4GlvlNwnP-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4GlvlNwnP-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-5833827717765228830?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5833827717765228830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=5833827717765228830' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/5833827717765228830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/5833827717765228830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/otro-da-sera-luis-fonsi.html' title='Otro Día Sera - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-2706871386935227797</id><published>2008-12-08T06:27:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:59:25.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Llueve Por Dentro - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Qué puedo hacer?&lt;br /&gt;Llueve por dentro&lt;br /&gt;y el corazon me duele y se deshace&lt;br /&gt;Pienso en ti&lt;br /&gt;Quiero volar y remontar esta tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Para escaparme&lt;br /&gt;Quiero vivir por siempre junti a ti&lt;br /&gt;no importa nada&lt;br /&gt;Y olvida este silencio que se roba&lt;br /&gt;mis mañanas,libera y acorrala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llueve por dentro de mi,en mi&lt;br /&gt;atravieso el cielo por ti&lt;br /&gt;se inunda el corazon mientras te pienso&lt;br /&gt;cuando tu no estas&lt;br /&gt;llueve por dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué puedo hacer?&lt;br /&gt;si tu mirada se clava en mi&lt;br /&gt;luego me arranca el alma no hay adios&lt;br /&gt;solo hay entre tu y yo una distancia&lt;br /&gt;que nos separa&lt;br /&gt;Quiero reir como lo hicimos esa madrugada&lt;br /&gt;y poco a poco rescatar&lt;br /&gt;el sol de tus mañanas&lt;br /&gt;y el viento de tus alas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llueve por dentro de mi,en mi&lt;br /&gt;atravieso el cielo por ti&lt;br /&gt;se inunda el corazon mientras te pienso&lt;br /&gt;cuando tu no estas&lt;br /&gt;llueve por dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me es imposible amarte lejos&lt;br /&gt;tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;pero siento que muero si no te tengo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llueve por dentro de mi,en mi&lt;br /&gt;atravieso el cielo por ti&lt;br /&gt;se inunda el corazon mientras te pienso&lt;br /&gt;cuando tu no estas&lt;br /&gt;llueve por dentro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4V0NNcs3i0c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4V0NNcs3i0c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-2706871386935227797?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2706871386935227797/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=2706871386935227797' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2706871386935227797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2706871386935227797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/llueve-por-dentro-luis-fonsi.html' title='Llueve Por Dentro - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-7324686493809191198</id><published>2008-12-08T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:58:38.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quien Le Va A Decir - LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ella sabe que la vida es así&lt;br /&gt;no es un día mas&lt;br /&gt;alguien le espera&lt;br /&gt;solo sabe que no sabe mentir&lt;br /&gt;y que su amor está muy lejos de aqui&lt;br /&gt;Ella dice que lo siente tan cerca&lt;br /&gt;que no hay nadie más&lt;br /&gt;que la pueda entender&lt;br /&gt;ella sabe que puso su palabra&lt;br /&gt;en una pantalla que habla por él&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien le va a decir que no es verdad&lt;br /&gt;quien le va a decir que debe olvidar&lt;br /&gt;quien le va a decir que es una mentira&lt;br /&gt;y que no debe seguir los latidos de un corazon&lt;br /&gt;que aprende a latir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El le jura amor profundo y eterno&lt;br /&gt;sus palabras son caídas del cielo&lt;br /&gt;el le dice que no hay alma sin par&lt;br /&gt;que no hay nadie mas que lo quiera esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien le va a decir que no es verdad&lt;br /&gt;quien le va a decir que debe olvidar&lt;br /&gt;quien le va a decir que es una mentira&lt;br /&gt;y que no debe sentir los latidos del corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella busca su destino y nadie sabe donde ve&lt;br /&gt;dicen que el amor es ciego pero quien le va a decir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien le va a decir que no es verdad&lt;br /&gt;quien le va a decir que debe olvidar&lt;br /&gt;quien le va a decir que es una mentira&lt;br /&gt;y que no debe sentir los latidos de un corazón&lt;br /&gt;Quien le va a decir que no es verdad&lt;br /&gt;quien le va a decir que debe olvidar&lt;br /&gt;quien le va a decir que es una mentira&lt;br /&gt;y que no debe sentir los latidos de un corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella sabe que la vida es asi&lt;br /&gt;no es un dia mas alguien la espera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6O9o8T_YiyY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6O9o8T_YiyY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-7324686493809191198?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7324686493809191198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=7324686493809191198' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7324686493809191198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7324686493809191198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/quien-le-va-decir-luis-fonsi.html' title='Quien Le Va A Decir - LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8966407318668741770</id><published>2008-12-08T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:32:53.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUIS FONSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALBUNES DE LUIS FONSI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PALABRAS DE SILENCIO (2008)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/quien-le-va-decir-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Quien Le Va A Decir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/llueve-por-dentro-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Llueve Por Dentro &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/otro-da-sera-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Otro Día Sera &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-me-doy-por-vencido-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-No Me Doy Por Vencido &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/aunque-estes-con-el-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Aunque Estes Con El &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-mentira-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-La Mentira &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/lagrimas-del-mar-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Lagrimas Del Mar &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/todo-vuelve-empezar-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Todo Vuelve A Empezar &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/persiguiendo-el-paraso-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Persiguiendo El Paraíso &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/todo-lo-que-tengo-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Todo Lo Que Tengo &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/aqui-estoy-yo-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Aqui Estoy Yo &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/tienes-razon-luis-fonsi.html"&gt;-Tienes Razon &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-me-doy-por-vencido-version-ranchera.html"&gt;-No Me Doy Por Vencido (version ranchera)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8966407318668741770?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8966407318668741770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8966407318668741770' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8966407318668741770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8966407318668741770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/luis-fonsi.html' title='LUIS FONSI'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8714487468121420976</id><published>2008-12-08T04:28:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:26:33.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arde el Cielo - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nos fue tragando la rutina&lt;br /&gt;fue llenando de vacíos&lt;br /&gt;fuimos ahogando la palabra&lt;br /&gt;y explotando en puros líos&lt;br /&gt;te deseo suerte amor&lt;br /&gt;ya me voy al olvido&lt;br /&gt;solo le pido a Dios darte alivio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arde&lt;br /&gt;arde el cielo y el dolor&lt;br /&gt;arde mi espíritu, arde el amor y la luz&lt;br /&gt;arde el cielo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salio el alcohol&lt;br /&gt;salio el demonio&lt;br /&gt;un infierno&lt;br /&gt;un manicomio&lt;br /&gt;gritos, violencia, platos rotos&lt;br /&gt;como ciega la demencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo yo te pido amor&lt;br /&gt;que nunca te abandones&lt;br /&gt;solo le pido a Dios darte alivio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arde&lt;br /&gt;arde el cielo y el dolor&lt;br /&gt;arde mi espíritu&lt;br /&gt;arde el amor y la luz&lt;br /&gt;arde el cielo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangra&lt;br /&gt;sangra el cielo y la luz&lt;br /&gt;sangra mi espíritu&lt;br /&gt;arde el amor y la luz&lt;br /&gt;arde el cielo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arde&lt;br /&gt;arde el cielo y el dolor&lt;br /&gt;arde mi espíritu&lt;br /&gt;arde el amor y la luz&lt;br /&gt;arde el cielo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangra&lt;br /&gt;sangra el cielo, el dolor&lt;br /&gt;sangra mi espíritu&lt;br /&gt;arde y se quema la luz&lt;br /&gt;arde el cielo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trozos del cielo en ardor&lt;br /&gt;trozos del cielo en ardor&lt;br /&gt;se esta quemando el cielo ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-p_l03YKC_U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-p_l03YKC_U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8714487468121420976?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8714487468121420976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8714487468121420976' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8714487468121420976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8714487468121420976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/arde-el-cielo-mana.html' title='Arde el Cielo - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-2264654064253731903</id><published>2008-12-08T04:28:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:25:32.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si no te Hubieras Ido - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te extraño más que nunca y no sé qué hacer&lt;br /&gt;despierto y te recuerdo al amanecer&lt;br /&gt;me espera otro día por vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;el espejo no miente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me veo tan diferente&lt;br /&gt;me haces falta tú.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La gente pasa y pasa siempre tan igual&lt;br /&gt;el ritmo de la vida me parece mal&lt;br /&gt;era tan diferente cuando estabas tú&lt;br /&gt;sí que era diferente cuando estabas tú.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay nada mas difícil que vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;sufriendo en la espera de verte llegar&lt;br /&gt;el frío de mi cuerpo pregunta por ti&lt;br /&gt;y no sé dónde estás&lt;br /&gt;si no te hubieras ido sería tan feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay nada mas difícil que vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;sufriendo en la espera de verte llegar&lt;br /&gt;el frío de mi cuerpo pregunta por ti&lt;br /&gt;y no sé dónde estás&lt;br /&gt;si no te hubieras ido sería tan feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La gente pasa y pasa siempre tan igual&lt;br /&gt;el ritmo de la vida me parece mal&lt;br /&gt;era tan diferente cuando estabas tú&lt;br /&gt;si que era diferente cuando estabas tú&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay nada mas difícil que vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;sufriendo en la espera de verte llegar&lt;br /&gt;el frío de mi cuerpo pregunta por ti&lt;br /&gt;y no sé dónde estás&lt;br /&gt;si no te hubieras ido sería tan feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay nada mas difícil que vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;sufriendo en la espera de verte llegar&lt;br /&gt;el frío de mi cuerpo pregunta por ti&lt;br /&gt;y no sé dónde estás&lt;br /&gt;si no te hubieras ido sería tan feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RW2vOV_5Pj4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RW2vOV_5Pj4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-2264654064253731903?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2264654064253731903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=2264654064253731903' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2264654064253731903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2264654064253731903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-no-te-hubieras-ido-mana.html' title='Si no te Hubieras Ido - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-7764744372784948011</id><published>2008-12-08T04:28:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:24:23.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rayando el Sol - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayando el sol&lt;br /&gt;rayando por ti&lt;br /&gt;esta pena, me duele, me quema sin tu amor&lt;br /&gt;no me has llamado, estoy desesperado son&lt;br /&gt;muchas lunas las que te he llorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayando el sol, oeooo desesperación es más&lt;br /&gt;fácil llegar al sol, que a tu corazón me muero&lt;br /&gt;por ti oeooo viviendo sin ti y no aguanto, me&lt;br /&gt;duele tanto estar así rayando el sol.&lt;br /&gt;A tu casa yo fui y no te encontré en el&lt;br /&gt;parque, en la plaza, en el cine yo te busqué, te&lt;br /&gt;tengo atrapada entre mi piel y mi alma más&lt;br /&gt;ya no puedo tanto y quiero estar junto a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayando el sol, oeooo desesperación es más&lt;br /&gt;fácil llegar al sol que a tu corazón oh me muero&lt;br /&gt;por ti, viviendo sin ti y no aguanto,&lt;br /&gt;me duele tanto estar así rayando el sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayando por ti&lt;br /&gt;rayando&lt;br /&gt;rayando uuuh, rayando, rayando el sol&lt;br /&gt;rayando ay, ay, ay, ay, rayando el sol&lt;br /&gt;rayando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UigFVQHWaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UigFVQHWaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-7764744372784948011?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7764744372784948011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=7764744372784948011' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7764744372784948011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7764744372784948011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/rayando-el-sol-mana.html' title='Rayando el Sol - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-1763508667123414433</id><published>2008-12-08T04:28:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:23:21.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clavado en un Bar - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquí me tiene bien clavado&lt;br /&gt;soltando las penas en un bar&lt;br /&gt;brindando por su amor&lt;br /&gt;aquí me tiene abandonado&lt;br /&gt;bebiendo tequila pa'olvidar&lt;br /&gt;y sacudirme así el dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde estas bendita&lt;br /&gt;donde te has metido&lt;br /&gt;abre un poco el corazón&lt;br /&gt;deja amarte corazón&lt;br /&gt;ven y sácame de este bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy clavado, estoy herido&lt;br /&gt;estoy ahogado en un bar&lt;br /&gt;desesperado en el olvido amor&lt;br /&gt;estoy ahogado en un bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que te buscan demasiados&lt;br /&gt;que te pretenden cantidad&lt;br /&gt;pero eso no es felicidad&lt;br /&gt;y mi amor nunca se raja&lt;br /&gt;y mi amor nunca&lt;br /&gt;jamás te va a fallar&lt;br /&gt;nunca jamás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde estas maldita&lt;br /&gt;donde te has metido&lt;br /&gt;abre un poco el corazón&lt;br /&gt;deja amarte corazón&lt;br /&gt;ven y sácame de este bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy clavado, estoy herido&lt;br /&gt;estoy ahogado en un bar&lt;br /&gt;desesperado en el olvido amor&lt;br /&gt;estoy ahogado en un bar&lt;br /&gt;muy desesperado, muy en el olvido&lt;br /&gt;estoy ahogado en un bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjate querer amor&lt;br /&gt;quiero ser tu todo&lt;br /&gt;y tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;ven a rescatar mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero ser tu sol&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero ser tu mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui me tiene embriagado&lt;br /&gt;llorando de rabia en un bar&lt;br /&gt;brindando por su amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui me tiene bien clavado&lt;br /&gt;bebiendo tequila para olvidar todo&lt;br /&gt;no es justo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muy desesperado , muy en el olvido&lt;br /&gt;estoy ahogado en un bar&lt;br /&gt;muy desesperado, muy en el olvido&lt;br /&gt;no , no , no , no&lt;br /&gt;estoy ahogado en un bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/flnuBVnmNsA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/flnuBVnmNsA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-1763508667123414433?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/1763508667123414433/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=1763508667123414433' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/1763508667123414433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/1763508667123414433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/clavado-en-un-bar-mana.html' title='Clavado en un Bar - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8493161691915009729</id><published>2008-12-08T04:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:21:19.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>En el Muelle de San Blas - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ella despidió a su amor&lt;br /&gt;Él partió en un barco en el muelle de San Blas&lt;br /&gt;él juró que volvería&lt;br /&gt;y empapada en llanto ella juró que esperaría&lt;br /&gt;miles de lunas pasaron&lt;br /&gt;y siempre ella estaba en el muelle&lt;br /&gt;esperando&lt;br /&gt;Muchas tardes se anidaron&lt;br /&gt;se anidaron en su pelo&lt;br /&gt;y en sus labios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llevaba el mismo vestido&lt;br /&gt;y por si el volviera no se fuera a equivocar&lt;br /&gt;los cangrejos le mordían&lt;br /&gt;su ropaje, su tristesa y su ilusión&lt;br /&gt;y el tiempo se escurrió&lt;br /&gt;y sus ojos se le llenaron de amaneceres&lt;br /&gt;y del mar se enamoró&lt;br /&gt;y su cuerpo se enraizó&lt;br /&gt;en el muelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sola&lt;br /&gt;sola en el olvido&lt;br /&gt;sola&lt;br /&gt;sola con su espíritu&lt;br /&gt;sola&lt;br /&gt;sola con su amor en mar&lt;br /&gt;solaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;en el muelle de San Blas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su cabello se blanqueó&lt;br /&gt;pero ningún barco a su amor le devolvía&lt;br /&gt;y en el pueblo le decían&lt;br /&gt;le decían la loca del muelle de San Blas&lt;br /&gt;y una tarde de abril&lt;br /&gt;la intentaron trasladar al manicomio&lt;br /&gt;nadie la pudo arrancar&lt;br /&gt;Y del mar nunca, jamás la separaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sola&lt;br /&gt;sola en el olvido&lt;br /&gt;sola&lt;br /&gt;sola con su espíritu&lt;br /&gt;sola&lt;br /&gt;sola con su amor el mar&lt;br /&gt;solaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;en el muelle de San Blas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sola&lt;br /&gt;Sola en el olvido&lt;br /&gt;Sola&lt;br /&gt;Sola con su espíritu&lt;br /&gt;Solaaa&lt;br /&gt;Sola con el sol y el mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sola&lt;br /&gt;sola en el olvido&lt;br /&gt;sola&lt;br /&gt;sola con su espíritu&lt;br /&gt;sola&lt;br /&gt;sola con su amor el mar&lt;br /&gt;solaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;en el muelle de San Blas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó&lt;br /&gt;Sola, sola&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó&lt;br /&gt;con el sol y con el mar&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó ahí&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó hasta el fin&lt;br /&gt;se quedó ahí&lt;br /&gt;se quedó en el muelle de San Blas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sola, sola, sola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCQx2BZoyjM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCQx2BZoyjM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8493161691915009729?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8493161691915009729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8493161691915009729' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8493161691915009729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8493161691915009729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/en-el-muelle-de-san-blas-mana.html' title='En el Muelle de San Blas - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-7030722677158305234</id><published>2008-12-08T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:20:25.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Ha Parado de Llover - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desde que te perdí&lt;br /&gt;La luz se ha puesto muy mojada&lt;br /&gt;mirada triste esta nublada&lt;br /&gt;Y en mis ojos no ha parado de llover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo y ya sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Me tienes como un perro herido&lt;br /&gt;Me tienes como un ave sin su nido&lt;br /&gt;Estoy solo como arena sin su mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien detendra la lluvia en mí&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, no&lt;br /&gt;Se me ha inundado el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Quien detendra la lluvia en mi, oh mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Solo tú puedes pararla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigue lloviendo, le sigue lloviendo al corazón&lt;br /&gt;Dime que diablos voy a hacer&lt;br /&gt;Sigue lloviendo, le sigue lloviendo al corazón&lt;br /&gt;Y en mis ojos no ha parado de llover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No te comprendo, no entiendo que paso&lt;br /&gt;Si te di todo, quizás te di de mas&lt;br /&gt;Dime que falto, dime que sobro, dime que paso&lt;br /&gt;Pero dime algo, que me estoy muriendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien detendra la lluvia en mi, oh no, no&lt;br /&gt;Se me ha inundado el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Quien detendra la lluvia en mi, oh mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Solo tu puedes pararla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigue lloviendo, le sigue lloviendo al corazón&lt;br /&gt;Dime que diablos voy a hacer&lt;br /&gt;Sigue lloviendo, le sigue lloviendo al corazón, oh no no&lt;br /&gt;Y en mis ojos no ha parado de llover, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigue lloviendo, le sigue lloviendo al corazón&lt;br /&gt;Dime que diablos voy a hacer&lt;br /&gt;Sigue lloviendo, le sigue lloviendo al corazón&lt;br /&gt;Y en mis ojos no ha parado de llover&lt;br /&gt;No para de llover&lt;br /&gt;No ha parado de llover oh no no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/804UJbHY_aY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/804UJbHY_aY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-7030722677158305234?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7030722677158305234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=7030722677158305234' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7030722677158305234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7030722677158305234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-ha-parado-de-llover-mana.html' title='No Ha Parado de Llover - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-1525436286983538643</id><published>2008-12-08T04:25:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:19:30.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Rey - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo sé bien que estoy afuera&lt;br /&gt;Pero el día en que yo me muera&lt;br /&gt;Sé que tendras que llorar&lt;br /&gt;Llorar y llorar, llorar y llorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirás que no me quisiste&lt;br /&gt;Pero vas a estar muy triste&lt;br /&gt;Y así te vas a quedar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con dinero y sin dinero&lt;br /&gt;Hago siempre lo que quiero&lt;br /&gt;Y mi palabra es la ley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tengo trono ni reina&lt;br /&gt;Ni nadie quien me comprenda&lt;br /&gt;Pero sigo siendo el rey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una piedra en el camino&lt;br /&gt;Me enseño que mi destino&lt;br /&gt;Era rodar y rodar&lt;br /&gt;Rodar y rodar, rodar y rodar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despues me dijo un arriero&lt;br /&gt;Que no hay que llegar primero&lt;br /&gt;Pero hay que saber llegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con dinero y sin dinero&lt;br /&gt;Hago siempre lo que quiero&lt;br /&gt;Y mi palabra es la ley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tengo trono ni reina&lt;br /&gt;Ni nadie quien me comprenda&lt;br /&gt;Pero sigo siendo el rey... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_L5Ew08wXJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_L5Ew08wXJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-1525436286983538643?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/1525436286983538643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=1525436286983538643' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/1525436286983538643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/1525436286983538643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/el-rey-mana.html' title='El Rey - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8201000149433881787</id><published>2008-12-08T04:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:17:30.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariposa Traicionera - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eres como una mariposa&lt;br /&gt;vuelas y te posas vas de boca en boca&lt;br /&gt;facil y ligera de quien te provoca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy raton de tu ratonera&lt;br /&gt;trampa que no mata pero no libera&lt;br /&gt;vivo muriendo prisionero&lt;br /&gt;Mariposa traicionera&lt;br /&gt;todo se lo lleva el viento&lt;br /&gt;Mariposa no regreso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, mariposa de amor, mi mariposa de amor&lt;br /&gt;Ya no regreso contigo&lt;br /&gt;Ay, mariposa de amor, mi mariposa de amor&lt;br /&gt;Nunca jamas junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;vuela amor, vuela dolor&lt;br /&gt;y no regreses a un lado&lt;br /&gt;ya vete de flor en flor&lt;br /&gt;seduciendo a los pistilos&lt;br /&gt;y vuela cerca del sol&lt;br /&gt;pa'que sientas lo que es dolor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, mujer como haces daño&lt;br /&gt;pasan los minutos cual si fueran años&lt;br /&gt;mira estos celos me estan matando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, mujer que facil eres&lt;br /&gt;abres tu alitas, muslos de colores&lt;br /&gt;donde se posan tus amores&lt;br /&gt;Mariposa traicionera&lt;br /&gt;todo se lo lleva el viento&lt;br /&gt;mariposa no regreso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, mariposa de amor, mi mariposa de amor&lt;br /&gt;Ya no regreso contigo&lt;br /&gt;Ay, mariposa de amor, mi mariposa de amor&lt;br /&gt;Nunca jamas junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;vuela amor, vuela dolor&lt;br /&gt;que tengas suerte en tu vida&lt;br /&gt;ay, ay, ay, ay, ay dolor&lt;br /&gt;yo te llore todo un rio&lt;br /&gt;ay, ay, ay, ay, ay amor&lt;br /&gt;tu te me vas a volar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_H7RWKXBcZY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_H7RWKXBcZY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8201000149433881787?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8201000149433881787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8201000149433881787' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8201000149433881787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8201000149433881787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/mariposa-traicionera-mana.html' title='Mariposa Traicionera - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-3827839018926642281</id><published>2008-12-08T04:24:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:15:30.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Dónde jugarán los niños? - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuenta el abuelo que&lt;br /&gt;de niño el jugó&lt;br /&gt;Entre árboles y risas&lt;br /&gt;y alcatraces de color&lt;br /&gt;Recuerda un río&lt;br /&gt;transparente si olores,&lt;br /&gt;Donde abundaban peces,&lt;br /&gt;no sufrían ni un dolor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuenta mí abuelo&lt;br /&gt;de un cielo muy azul,&lt;br /&gt;En donde voló papalotes&lt;br /&gt;ue él Mismo construyó&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo pasó y&lt;br /&gt;nuestro viejo ya murió&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy me pregunté&lt;br /&gt;después de tanta destrucción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde diablos jugarán&lt;br /&gt;los pobres niños?&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay ay ay!&lt;br /&gt;¿en dónde jugarán?&lt;br /&gt;Se esta quemando el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Ya no hay lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tierra está a punto&lt;br /&gt;de partirse en dos&lt;br /&gt;El cielo ya se ha roto,&lt;br /&gt;ya se ha roto el llanto gris&lt;br /&gt;La mar vomita rios de aceite sin cesar&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy me pregunté&lt;br /&gt;después de tanta destrucción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde diablos jugarán los pobres&lt;br /&gt;Niños?&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay ay ay!&lt;br /&gt;¿En dónde jugarán?&lt;br /&gt;Se esta quemando el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Ya no hay lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde diablos jugarán los pobres nenes?&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay, ay ay!&lt;br /&gt;¿En dónde jugarán?&lt;br /&gt;Se esta quemando el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Ya no hay lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hay lugar neste mundo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qo7fh4vZmDY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qo7fh4vZmDY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-3827839018926642281?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3827839018926642281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=3827839018926642281' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3827839018926642281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3827839018926642281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/dnde-jugarn-los-nios-mana.html' title='¿Dónde jugarán los niños? - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-5294792122196090176</id><published>2008-12-08T04:24:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:10:45.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivir Sin Aire - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera vivir sin agua&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría&lt;br /&gt;Querete un poco menos&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo siento que muero&lt;br /&gt;Me estoy ahogando sin tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera calmar mi aflicción&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría robar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo pudiera un pez nadar sin agua&lt;br /&gt;Cómo puidera un ave volar sin alas&lt;br /&gt;Cómo puidera la flor crecer sin tierra&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera porder vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo siento que muero&lt;br /&gt;Me estoy ahogando sin tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera calmar mi aflicción&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría robar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera lanzarte al olvido&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera guardarte en un cajón&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera borrarte de un soplido&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría matar esta canción &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKwgaYn-MfI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKwgaYn-MfI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-5294792122196090176?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5294792122196090176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=5294792122196090176' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/5294792122196090176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/5294792122196090176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/vivir-sin-aire-mana.html' title='Vivir Sin Aire - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-785822637808220049</id><published>2008-12-08T04:24:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:09:16.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bendita Tu Luz - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bendito el lugar y el motivo de estar ahi&lt;br /&gt;Bendita la coincidencia&lt;br /&gt;Bendito el reloj que nos puso puntual ahi&lt;br /&gt;Bendita sea tu presencia&lt;br /&gt;Bendito Dios por encontrarnos en el camino&lt;br /&gt;Y de quitarme esta soledad de mi destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendita la luz&lt;br /&gt;Bendita la luz de tu mirada (bis) desde el alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benditos ojos que me esquibaban&lt;br /&gt;simulaban desden que me ignoraban&lt;br /&gt;Y de repente sostienes la mirada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daraun diri daraun diririri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendito Dios por encontranos en el camino&lt;br /&gt;Y de quitarme esta soledad de mi destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendita la luz&lt;br /&gt;Bendita la luz de tu mirada (bis)ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gloria divina de esta suerte del buen tino&lt;br /&gt;Y de encontrarte justo ahi en medio del camino&lt;br /&gt;Gloria al cielo de encontarte ahora llevarte mi soledad&lt;br /&gt;y coincidir en mi destino...en el mismo destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epalee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendita la luz&lt;br /&gt;Bendita la luz de tu mirada (bis)&lt;br /&gt;Bendita mirada oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Bendita mirada desde el alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendita bendita bendita mirada&lt;br /&gt;Bendita tu alma y bendita tu luz&lt;br /&gt;Tu mirada oh oh&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh te digo es tan bendita tu luz amor amor&lt;br /&gt;Tu mirada oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Bendito el reloj y bendito el lugar benditos tus besos cerquita del mar&lt;br /&gt;Tu mirada oh oh amor amor&lt;br /&gt;que bendita tu mirada, tu mirada amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gIhlxhEO52k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gIhlxhEO52k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-785822637808220049?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/785822637808220049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=785822637808220049' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/785822637808220049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/785822637808220049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/bendita-tu-luz-mana.html' title='Bendita Tu Luz - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-2675245293294413351</id><published>2008-12-08T04:24:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:08:24.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labios Compartidos - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor mio&lt;br /&gt;Si estoy debajo del vaivén de tus piernas&lt;br /&gt;Si estoy hundido en un vaivén de caderas&lt;br /&gt;Esto es el cielo, es mi cielo&lt;br /&gt;Amor fugado&lt;br /&gt;Me tomas me dejas, me escribas y me tiras a un lado&lt;br /&gt;Te vas a otros cielos y regresas como los colibris&lt;br /&gt;Me tienes como un perro a tus pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra vez mi boca insensata&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve a caer en tu piel&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve a mi tu boca y provoca&lt;br /&gt;Vuelvo a caer de tus pechos a tu par de pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labios compartidos, labios divididos, Mi Amor&lt;br /&gt;Yo no puedo compartir tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Que comparto el engano&lt;br /&gt;y comparto mis dias&lt;br /&gt;Y el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Ya no puedo compartir tus labios&lt;br /&gt;oh amor&lt;br /&gt;oh amor, Compartido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor mutante&lt;br /&gt;Amigos con derecho y sin derecho de tenerte siempre&lt;br /&gt;Y siempre tengo que esperar paciente&lt;br /&gt;El pedazo que me toca de ti&lt;br /&gt;Relampagos de alcol&lt;br /&gt;Las voces solas lloran en el sol&lt;br /&gt;Mi boca en llamas torturada&lt;br /&gt;Te desnudas angelada&lt;br /&gt;Luego te vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra vez mi boca insensata&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve a caer en tu piel de miel&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve a mi tu boca duele&lt;br /&gt;Vuelvo a caer de tus pechos en tu par de pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labios compartidos, labios divididos&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Yo no puedo compartir tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Que comparto el engano&lt;br /&gt;y comparto mis dias, y el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Ya no puedo compartir tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Que me parta un rayo&lt;br /&gt;Que me entierre el olvido&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo mas&lt;br /&gt;cooompartir tus labios, cooompartir tus besos&lt;br /&gt;Labios compartidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo con toda mi fe sin medida&lt;br /&gt;Te amo aunque estes compartida&lt;br /&gt;Tus labios tienen el control&lt;br /&gt;Te amo con toda mi fe sin medida&lt;br /&gt;Te amo aunque estes compartida&lt;br /&gt;Y sigues tu con el control &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmeiOfXO0AA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmeiOfXO0AA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-2675245293294413351?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2675245293294413351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=2675245293294413351' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2675245293294413351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2675245293294413351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/labios-compartidos-mana.html' title='Labios Compartidos - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-4768736149947126736</id><published>2008-12-08T04:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:07:37.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manda Una Señal - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te quiero, si te quiero&lt;br /&gt;Voy andando como fiera&lt;br /&gt;Tras tus pies, amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te veo y te deseo&lt;br /&gt;Pero tú tienes tu dueño&lt;br /&gt;Y no te puedes safar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los días se pasan sin ti,&lt;br /&gt;Las noches se alargan sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Sin tu amor, sin tus besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, si tuvieras libertad,&lt;br /&gt;A tu lado yo estaría amor,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dame, dame una señal,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando seas libre mi amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, no lo puedo soportar,&lt;br /&gt;No me quiero derrumbar,&lt;br /&gt;Mándame un mensaje, una señal,&lt;br /&gt;Manda una señal de amor,&lt;br /&gt;Manda una señal amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te veo acorralada,&lt;br /&gt;De unos brazos q no te dejan mover,&lt;br /&gt;Te deseo y me deseas&lt;br /&gt;Pero estas muy aprisionada corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no viviré sin tu amor,&lt;br /&gt;Y no parare hasta tener,&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor y tus besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, estoy viviendo sin vivir,&lt;br /&gt;Estoy muriendo sin poder morir,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dime, dime tell me tu,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando seas libre mi amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay no lo puedo soportar,&lt;br /&gt;No me quiero derrumbar,&lt;br /&gt;Mándame un mensaje, una señal,&lt;br /&gt;Mándame tu luz amor,&lt;br /&gt;Manda una señal amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivir, sin ti vivir,&lt;br /&gt;Estarse muriendo sin morir;&lt;br /&gt;Estar, sin ti, estar,&lt;br /&gt;Estarse muriendo sin morir,&lt;br /&gt;Amor, donde estarás,&lt;br /&gt;Manda un mensaje, una señal,&lt;br /&gt;Y no, no pararé,&lt;br /&gt;No viviré sin ti amor, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jt2qFUXMWO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jt2qFUXMWO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-4768736149947126736?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4768736149947126736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=4768736149947126736' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/4768736149947126736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/4768736149947126736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/manda-una-seal-mana.html' title='Manda Una Señal - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-4536463333746170868</id><published>2008-12-08T04:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:06:30.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Déjame Entrar - MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dejame entrar en la alberca de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar en la alberca de tu ombligo&lt;br /&gt;Yo no te obligo nena&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar en toditos tus rincones&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar en toditos tus pasiones&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar a tu alma&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero vivir en tus muslos ser tu dueno&lt;br /&gt;Quiero vivir en la casa de tus suenos&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero todo contigo&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dicen que soy un hippie indecente&lt;br /&gt;No me importa lo que diga la gente&lt;br /&gt;Solo me importas tu&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja clavarme ya&lt;br /&gt;En la alberca de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Deja claverme ya&lt;br /&gt;En la alberca de tu ombligo&lt;br /&gt;Deja clavarme ya&lt;br /&gt;En la alberca de tu oido&lt;br /&gt;Deja clavarme ya&lt;br /&gt;Y dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmhhh,Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeaaaaaahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar en la alberca de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar en la alberca de tu ombligo&lt;br /&gt;Yo no te obligo nena&lt;br /&gt;NO! NO! NO!&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero vivir en tus muslos ser tu dueno&lt;br /&gt;Quiero vivir en la casa de tus suenos&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero todo contigo, todo, dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja clavarme ya&lt;br /&gt;En la alberca de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Deja clavarme ya&lt;br /&gt;En la alberca de tu ombligo&lt;br /&gt;Deja clavarme ya&lt;br /&gt;En la alberca de tu oido&lt;br /&gt;Deja clavarme ya&lt;br /&gt;Y dejame entrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZpkzPjpGU4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZpkzPjpGU4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-4536463333746170868?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4536463333746170868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=4536463333746170868' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/4536463333746170868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/4536463333746170868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/djame-entrar-mana.html' title='Déjame Entrar - MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-2344025678864249981</id><published>2008-12-08T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:30:20.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALBUNES DE MANA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARDE EL CIELO (2008)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/djame-entrar-mana.html"&gt;-Déjame Entrar &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/manda-una-seal-mana.html"&gt;-Manda Una Señal &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/labios-compartidos-mana.html"&gt;-Labios Compartidos &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/bendita-tu-luz-mana.html"&gt;-Bendita Tu Luz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/vivir-sin-aire-mana.html"&gt;-Vivir Sin Aire &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/dnde-jugarn-los-nios-mana.html"&gt;-¿Dónde jugarán los niños? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/mariposa-traicionera-mana.html"&gt;-Mariposa Traicionera &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/el-rey-mana.html"&gt;-El Rey &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-ha-parado-de-llover-mana.html"&gt;-No Ha Parado de Llover &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/en-el-muelle-de-san-blas-mana.html"&gt;-En el Muelle de San Blas &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/clavado-en-un-bar-mana.html"&gt;-Clavado en un Bar &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/rayando-el-sol-mana.html"&gt;-Rayando el Sol &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-no-te-hubieras-ido-mana.html"&gt;-Si no te Hubieras Ido &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/arde-el-cielo-mana.html"&gt;-Arde el Cielo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-2344025678864249981?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2344025678864249981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=2344025678864249981' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2344025678864249981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/2344025678864249981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/mana.html' title='MANA'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-892550621886665661</id><published>2008-12-07T09:25:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:49:46.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything I have, everything I own&lt;br /&gt;All my mistakes man you already know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be free (Konvict)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Senegal West Africa,&lt;br /&gt;To St. Louis, Missouri&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Catherine Dana&lt;br /&gt;For giving my pops his glory&lt;br /&gt;He came down with his drum&lt;br /&gt;And a dream to change the world&lt;br /&gt;In a free uplifting world&lt;br /&gt;And that's all he ever want&lt;br /&gt;Mom came a little after&lt;br /&gt;Gave birth to my brother&lt;br /&gt;then all of the pressure&lt;br /&gt;Made em' fight one another&lt;br /&gt;See, the pain would never last&lt;br /&gt;Did the best with what they had&lt;br /&gt;He knew the world was out for grabs&lt;br /&gt;And he searched to find his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, (Oh)Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have, everything I own&lt;br /&gt;All my mistakes man, you already know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be free&lt;br /&gt;So I search to find my(find my)..&lt;br /&gt;..Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have, everything I own&lt;br /&gt;All my mistakes girl, you already know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be free, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a kid I never knew&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to hustle just to make it through&lt;br /&gt;So I found myself skipping school&lt;br /&gt;Cause' the girls don't think I'm cool&lt;br /&gt;And because of that I didn't care&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not I went to jail&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be treated fair&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats all I ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' me I need to slow down&lt;br /&gt;Cause everybody in the whole town&lt;br /&gt;Cause they know how I get down&lt;br /&gt;Foreigner from another town&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe we still around?&lt;br /&gt;After so many hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;And we ain't gon stop now&lt;br /&gt;Until we get that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom,(ooohh) Freedom,(oohhh) Freedom, (oh)Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have,(have) everything I own, (own)&lt;br /&gt;All my mistakes man you already know (yea)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, (free)I wanna be free (free)&lt;br /&gt;won't stop till i find&lt;br /&gt;my freedom, my Freedom,(Freedom) my Freedom, (Freedom) (oh) Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have, everything I own&lt;br /&gt;All my mistakes girl, you already know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be free, yeah&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna be free, and the land is drug-free&lt;br /&gt;put your hands up, (ay)put your hands up (ay)&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna be free, from all your misery&lt;br /&gt;put your hands up, (ay) put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna be free, with plenty money (ay)&lt;br /&gt;put your hands up, put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna be free, just praise G-O-D put your hands (ay)up, put your hands up (ay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom, (ohh)Freedom(Freedom), Freedom, (ooh)Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have, everything I own&lt;br /&gt;All my mistakes girl you already know&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free(wanna be free), I wanna be free(wanna be free yea) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zUWPPjpAvZg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zUWPPjpAvZg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-892550621886665661?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/892550621886665661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=892550621886665661' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/892550621886665661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/892550621886665661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/freedom.html' title='Freedom - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-7489267446551723109</id><published>2008-12-07T09:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:47:20.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Edge - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I´m here at the crossroad&lt;br /&gt;Where my life is heading? Man, I don´t know&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go?&lt;br /&gt;Coz anything's better than what I´ve been through&lt;br /&gt;What I would give to get a sign from up above?&lt;br /&gt;Letting me know that everything would be OK&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone would pull me&lt;br /&gt;off from out of the mud&lt;br /&gt;Will anyone out there say to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m here, for you&lt;br /&gt;don´t worry coz I got you (I got you baby)&lt;br /&gt;don´t trip (don't trip)&lt;br /&gt;don´t stress (don't stress)&lt;br /&gt;My life seems to be hell&lt;br /&gt;Over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyday that goes by&lt;br /&gt;I see things that'll make another man cry&lt;br /&gt;I´m sitting wondering why&lt;br /&gt;I can´t find that someone to fit in my life&lt;br /&gt;see I was searching, but am I worth it?&lt;br /&gt;And did they ever think I´m good enough for them?&lt;br /&gt;Despite my suffering I felt the&lt;br /&gt;loving (felt the loving)&lt;br /&gt;The blessing came when I needed it the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that´s the sign that I received from up above&lt;br /&gt;Letting me know that everything would be OK&lt;br /&gt;And that was that something that&lt;br /&gt;pulled me out of the mud&lt;br /&gt;And also was the one that said to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m here, for you&lt;br /&gt;don´t worry coz I got you (I got you baby)&lt;br /&gt;don´t trip (don't trip)&lt;br /&gt;don´t stress (don't stress)&lt;br /&gt;My life seems to be hell&lt;br /&gt;Over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, no matter how far you fall down&lt;br /&gt;You gotta, you gotta be ready to stand up&lt;br /&gt;I´ve been through the same things&lt;br /&gt;you going through now (Been&lt;br /&gt;through the same things)&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta believe in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, no matter how far you fall down&lt;br /&gt;You gotta, you gotta be ready to&lt;br /&gt;stand up (Gotta be ready)&lt;br /&gt;I´ve been through the same things you&lt;br /&gt;going through now (Stand up)&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta believe in you (Coz I got you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I´m here, for you&lt;br /&gt;don´t worry coz I got you (I got you baby)&lt;br /&gt;don´t trip (don't trip)&lt;br /&gt;don´t stress (don't stress)&lt;br /&gt;My life seems to be hell&lt;br /&gt;Over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m here (I'm here for you),&lt;br /&gt;for you (I need you too)&lt;br /&gt;don´t worry (Stand Up) because&lt;br /&gt;I got you (Stand Up)&lt;br /&gt;don´t trip (I'm here for you)&lt;br /&gt;don´t stress (I need you too)&lt;br /&gt;My life (Stand Up) seems to be hell (Stand Up)&lt;br /&gt;Over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I´m heading over the edge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4yu4U7lLeTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4yu4U7lLeTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-7489267446551723109?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7489267446551723109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=7489267446551723109' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7489267446551723109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7489267446551723109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/over-edge.html' title='Over the Edge - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-35467888765830784</id><published>2008-12-07T09:24:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:46:38.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthmark - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeeaaa yeaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Oooo oooo&lt;br /&gt;Yeeaaa yeaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Oooo oooo&lt;br /&gt;Yeeaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the mark on February 1st between me and you you can call it birth the beginning of our universe remind me of Alicia keys verse&lt;br /&gt;I'm falliiinggg foor you&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an opportunity to not do what I did to hurt you now I'm here living with regrets&lt;br /&gt;I know that it was my fault, I know that I got caught, so please don't loose your thoughts of me loving you and you loving me&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the highway swerving I aint drunk but I'm about to hit the curb'n looking at the calendar getting nervous just a few more days to the first soul&lt;br /&gt;This the day it all began one place that it came together more than a ring or a tattoo wish your birthmark that reminds of you&lt;br /&gt;So let's get on an airplane go back to where we began to that point which is days apart that stamp right next to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the calendar go to august 3rd first words stay we heard our first words&lt;br /&gt;First argument gotta let it go cuz it could possibly affect what our future holds&lt;br /&gt;Flipping pages now famous thinking back I aint seen you in ages wishing that I coulda made it less painless brings me back right back to the same as&lt;br /&gt;I know that it was my fault, I know that I got caught, so please don't loose your thoughts of me loving you and you loving me&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the highway swerving I aint drunk but I'm about to hit the curb'n looking at the calendar getting nervous just a few more days to the first soul&lt;br /&gt;This the day it all began one place that it came together more than a ring or a tattoo wish your birthmark that reminds of you&lt;br /&gt;So let's get on an airplane go back to where we began to that point which is days apart that stamp right next to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January February March April May June July august is just another day, September October November trying to find a way in December to mark my calendar to meet again&lt;br /&gt;If only we can go to that place where me and you know, there's no faith fronting cheating even lying, the time has come where we stand face to face&lt;br /&gt;This the day it all began one place that it came together more than a ring or a tattoo wish your birthmark that reminds of you&lt;br /&gt;So let's get on an airplane go back to where we began to that point which is days apart that stamp right next to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That step right next to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That step right next to your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Do_4T2ExMQE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Do_4T2ExMQE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-35467888765830784?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/35467888765830784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=35467888765830784' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/35467888765830784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/35467888765830784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthmark.html' title='Birthmark - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-2740655665885599956</id><published>2008-12-07T09:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:45:56.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Day - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who'd ever thought that I would see this day....&lt;br /&gt;Where I would see my ghetto life fade away...&lt;br /&gt;Cos I was lost and couldn´t find a way...&lt;br /&gt;And now I look forward to every&lt;br /&gt;day....(welcome to my sunny day)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block don´t stop always stayed hot...&lt;br /&gt;No matter how the seasons got..&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when they took me away....&lt;br /&gt;Kept it on lock den I got&lt;br /&gt;cuaght den I realised dat I had to stop...&lt;br /&gt;Den I took the time to explore a better way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searched high and low, so&lt;br /&gt;close, yet so far to go...&lt;br /&gt;I just know, there´s a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'd ever thought that I would see this day....&lt;br /&gt;Where I would see my ghetto life fade away...&lt;br /&gt;Cos I was lost and couldn´t find a way...&lt;br /&gt;And now I look forward to every day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my sunny day...&lt;br /&gt;My sunny day...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday....&lt;br /&gt;A better day...&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my sunny day...&lt;br /&gt;My sunny day....&lt;br /&gt;Every day...&lt;br /&gt;A better day...&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my sunny day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long day...&lt;br /&gt;On my way to my holy place to pray...&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks for every blessing given to me...&lt;br /&gt;I know there´s more to see...more&lt;br /&gt;to me...no more living in misery...&lt;br /&gt;Cos this is how I visioned life to beee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searched high and low, so&lt;br /&gt;close, yet so far to go...&lt;br /&gt;I just know, there´s a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'd ever thought that I would see this day....&lt;br /&gt;Where I would see my ghetto life fade away...&lt;br /&gt;Cos I was lost and couldn´t find a way...&lt;br /&gt;And now I look forward to every day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my sunny day...&lt;br /&gt;My sunny day...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday....&lt;br /&gt;A better day...&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my sunny day...&lt;br /&gt;My sunny day....&lt;br /&gt;Every day...&lt;br /&gt;A better day...&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my sunny day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ynoJr8hR7MI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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considered wify&lt;br /&gt;and im considered husband&lt;br /&gt;and im a always be thier for you&lt;br /&gt;and eirther way ou look at it&lt;br /&gt;i aint goin no wear for my muffin&lt;br /&gt;cause she gonna hold it down,&lt;br /&gt;cant no body tell her nothin&lt;br /&gt;you got the kind of love&lt;br /&gt;that always make a ???? fussin&lt;br /&gt;and thats what gets me&lt;br /&gt;closer to you&lt;br /&gt;and no one knows&lt;br /&gt;what im into you&lt;br /&gt;cause you'll never kno&lt;br /&gt;what its like&lt;br /&gt;to walk in our shoes&lt;br /&gt;and no one know, t&lt;br /&gt;he things we've been through&lt;br /&gt;can never measure up to half&lt;br /&gt;of what i put you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why&lt;br /&gt;we'll break through&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care&lt;br /&gt;what they say&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care&lt;br /&gt;what they&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;seems like every day&lt;br /&gt;that go by things&lt;br /&gt;are gettin harder&lt;br /&gt;want to be the one&lt;br /&gt;that give you&lt;br /&gt;the hole at your ????&lt;br /&gt;cause i kno&lt;br /&gt;what my baby like,&lt;br /&gt;a lennar daploda&lt;br /&gt;you aint got to match&lt;br /&gt;with the the shoes&lt;br /&gt;all about knowing you&lt;br /&gt;im into doing things&lt;br /&gt;to keep her longer&lt;br /&gt;stickin with ya and foever,&lt;br /&gt;watch you grow up stronger&lt;br /&gt;thats the way it has to be,&lt;br /&gt;everything problem&lt;br /&gt;keepin it always true&lt;br /&gt;and no one knows&lt;br /&gt;what im into you&lt;br /&gt;cause you'll never kno&lt;br /&gt;what its like&lt;br /&gt;to walk in our shoes&lt;br /&gt;and no one know,&lt;br /&gt;the things we've been through&lt;br /&gt;can never measure up to half&lt;br /&gt;of what i put you through&lt;br /&gt;thats why we'll break through&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care what they say&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care what they&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;you are everything in my life&lt;br /&gt;see the joy you bring&lt;br /&gt;and aint no one&lt;br /&gt;that i compare you to&lt;br /&gt;and i know that you&lt;br /&gt;will never walk away&lt;br /&gt;from me no matter what&lt;br /&gt;and thats why i plan to do&lt;br /&gt;the same thing for you&lt;br /&gt;and i want you to kno&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care what they say&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care what they&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care what they&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care what they&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zhP8SDKGeM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zhP8SDKGeM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-6426762094897939485?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6426762094897939485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=6426762094897939485' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/6426762094897939485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/6426762094897939485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-with-you.html' title='Be with You - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-855248038469910350</id><published>2008-12-07T09:23:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:44:27.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the Grain - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aahhh aahhahAH ahh.. [4X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So soft and slow&lt;br /&gt;Never knew a girl could be&lt;br /&gt;so god damn cold,&lt;br /&gt;I know, the way she move got&lt;br /&gt;me spendin my dough&lt;br /&gt;And yo, If you would've seen&lt;br /&gt;what I seen on that pole Just know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I was wrong for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(They always say don´t love a ho)&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(Don't do it yo')&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(They always say don´t love a ho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just went against the grain&lt;br /&gt;It was a feelin I can´t explain&lt;br /&gt;And it felt like harmony&lt;br /&gt;Singin in my face like&lt;br /&gt;diddy-duhdee doo-dah-day&lt;br /&gt;I don´t want it to ever go away&lt;br /&gt;I want it around me every day&lt;br /&gt;Singin in my face like&lt;br /&gt;diddy-duhdee doo-dah-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, I´m stuck&lt;br /&gt;That bubble in my pants got me caught up&lt;br /&gt;I never, had no luck&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin with the wrong head&lt;br /&gt;got me jumpin out there&lt;br /&gt;with no glove&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good had me&lt;br /&gt;sprung out all messed up&lt;br /&gt;Now I´m stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That´s what I get for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;that´s what I get for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(They always say don´t love a ho)&lt;br /&gt;that´s what I get for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(Don't do it yo')&lt;br /&gt;that´s what I get for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(They always say don´t love a ho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just went against the grain&lt;br /&gt;It was a feelin I can´t explain&lt;br /&gt;And it felt like harmony&lt;br /&gt;Singin in my face like&lt;br /&gt;diddy-duhdee doo-dah-day&lt;br /&gt;I don´t want it to ever go away&lt;br /&gt;I want it around me every day&lt;br /&gt;Singin in my face like&lt;br /&gt;diddy-duhdee doo-dah-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thick, so raw&lt;br /&gt;That oil all over her body stole my heart&lt;br /&gt;I´m caught,&lt;br /&gt;The way she drop down won't allow&lt;br /&gt;me to close my drawers&lt;br /&gt;Cause I´m, already in love&lt;br /&gt;and I knew better from the start Oh No,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(They always say don´t love a ho)&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(Don't do it yo')&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong for fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;(They always say don´t love a ho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just went against the grain&lt;br /&gt;It was a feelin I can´t explain&lt;br /&gt;And it felt like harmony&lt;br /&gt;Singin in my face like&lt;br /&gt;diddy-duhdee doo-dah-day&lt;br /&gt;I don´t want it to ever go away&lt;br /&gt;I want it around me every day&lt;br /&gt;Singin in my face like&lt;br /&gt;diddy-duhdee doo-dah-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahhh aahhahAh ahh.. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=855248038469910350' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/855248038469910350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/855248038469910350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/against-grain.html' title='Against the Grain - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-210160873674944614</id><published>2008-12-07T09:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:43:16.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla Holla - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holla holla (t-pain)&lt;br /&gt;at you girl (akon) x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ey, akon (holla holla)&lt;br /&gt;and t-pain (holla holla)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(akon)&lt;br /&gt;so many girls outside, and i wanna go take a cruise&lt;br /&gt;and i know your a sexmachine and i wanna do sumthin new to you&lt;br /&gt;te way you roll them thighs, and ya girl doin it to&lt;br /&gt;of you want we can mix it up, i can set it up she can get it to&lt;br /&gt;we got plenty of drink, plenty plenty of water&lt;br /&gt;we got plenty of ? comin from cali-ifornia&lt;br /&gt;and we all got that bank so believe we can afford it&lt;br /&gt;so stop playin and show me what you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now dont be actin like that, i know you wanna ride&lt;br /&gt;cause my lamborghini doors go up and down&lt;br /&gt;got all these gorilla's here, all these women here&lt;br /&gt;somebody here gon&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm trynna&lt;br /&gt;holla holla (6x)&lt;br /&gt;let me holla at you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(t-pain)&lt;br /&gt;i gotta big truck outside, and it sittin on twentysixes&lt;br /&gt;imma bout to step out my ride, with about twenty bitches&lt;br /&gt;and they all like girls, so they all be kissin&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm trynna put you in this girl&lt;br /&gt;im all up in this club, gotta get my groove on&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna roll with, got with it, trynna get her move on&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you like girls, cuz i wanna see you kissin&lt;br /&gt;and now im trynna put you in my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont be actin like that, i know you wanna ride&lt;br /&gt;cuz my lamborghini doors go up and down&lt;br /&gt;got all these gorilla's here, all these women here&lt;br /&gt;somebody here gon&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm trynna&lt;br /&gt;holla holla (6x)&lt;br /&gt;let me holla at you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(akon)&lt;br /&gt;shawty, said she wanna player with money&lt;br /&gt;so why you actin funny with me&lt;br /&gt;i aint trynna prove nothin to you&lt;br /&gt;shawty im trynna do sumthin to you&lt;br /&gt;(t-pain)&lt;br /&gt;shawty, i'm trynna holla holla&lt;br /&gt;he just a roll of penny's of a sack of dollars&lt;br /&gt;im trynna see what you gon do&lt;br /&gt;cuz baby im trynna leave here with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now dont be actin like that, i know you wanna ride&lt;br /&gt;cuz my lamborghini doors go up and down&lt;br /&gt;got all these gorilla's and all these women here&lt;br /&gt;somebody here gon&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm trynna&lt;br /&gt;holla holla (6x)&lt;br /&gt;let me holla at you girl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-0Of0o_jwY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-0Of0o_jwY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/holla-holla.html' title='Holla Holla - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-3431145373250377779</id><published>2008-12-07T09:22:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:42:02.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Paid - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rubbin' on that Italian leather&lt;br /&gt;Them Konvict jeans on&lt;br /&gt;Ay yo Weezy you ready&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;Konvict (Konvict)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it in til the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;Doin' 90 in a 65&lt;br /&gt;Windows rolled down screamin out&lt;br /&gt;Ay ay ay I'm I'm so paid&lt;br /&gt;Number one hustler gettin' money&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanna count my money&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hustler don't need&lt;br /&gt;Nahn one of y'all see&lt;br /&gt;I'm so paid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See police on the crooked I&lt;br /&gt;Doin a 100 on Interstate ninety-five&lt;br /&gt;My shorty leanin, blastin that do or die&lt;br /&gt;Pushin that motherfuckin wood&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we certified&lt;br /&gt;Got a system that'll beat&lt;br /&gt;And knock your wall off&lt;br /&gt;Got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off&lt;br /&gt;Got a bunch of goons&lt;br /&gt;Hope they never call off&lt;br /&gt;And my snipers sittin on the roof&lt;br /&gt;Already saw y'all&lt;br /&gt;Ain't too much to put a strain on me&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why&lt;br /&gt;I have to put the blame on me&lt;br /&gt;Rather have them dolla' bills rain on me&lt;br /&gt;Than to let them haters come and make a Name off me&lt;br /&gt;That's why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it in til the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;Doin' 90 in a 65&lt;br /&gt;Windows rolled down screamin out&lt;br /&gt;Ay ay ay I'm I'm so paid&lt;br /&gt;Number one hustler gettin' money&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanna count my money&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hustler don't need&lt;br /&gt;Nahn one of y'all see&lt;br /&gt;I'm so paid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the boss it only takes 1 call&lt;br /&gt;Ror a driver to hit you up&lt;br /&gt;And drop you off that's all&lt;br /&gt;Guess what&lt;br /&gt;I won't be takin that fall&lt;br /&gt;Homie I got cake&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm payin them for&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that funny&lt;br /&gt;Cuz niggas they want war&lt;br /&gt;But ain't got money&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I seen them all talk&lt;br /&gt;Until they start gunnin&lt;br /&gt;Quicker than Usain Bolt&lt;br /&gt;The fastest thang runnin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;Akon Weezy&lt;br /&gt;Block oil holdin down Jersey&lt;br /&gt;Devon makin sure we gettin it up front&lt;br /&gt;My lil brother Boo got that vision bake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it in til the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;Doin' 90 in a 65&lt;br /&gt;Windows rolled down screamin out&lt;br /&gt;Ay ay ay I'm I'm so paid&lt;br /&gt;Number one hustler gettin' money&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanna count my money&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hustler don't need&lt;br /&gt;Nahn one of y'all see&lt;br /&gt;I'm so paid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, big money Weezy&lt;br /&gt;White wife beater with the sig underneath it&lt;br /&gt;How do I feel, Bitch I feel undefeated&lt;br /&gt;Snap my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Disappear from the precinct&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm ballin we ball out&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of before until the ball bounce&lt;br /&gt;I see some niggas with guns at y'all house&lt;br /&gt;Only to find out you live in a doll house&lt;br /&gt;Damn&lt;br /&gt;But I thought you was tough don't&lt;br /&gt;We carry choppers on our necks&lt;br /&gt;Call it cut throat&lt;br /&gt;We, bury powers on the set&lt;br /&gt;That they come from&lt;br /&gt;We, no magic turn&lt;br /&gt;We, smoke the gun smoke&lt;br /&gt;We, bomb first when we ride&lt;br /&gt;You, in a hearse when you ride&lt;br /&gt;Ay&lt;br /&gt;I put my shoes on baby&lt;br /&gt;And I'm holding down Young Mula baby&lt;br /&gt;That's why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it in til the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;Doin' 90 in a 65&lt;br /&gt;Windows rolled down screamin out&lt;br /&gt;Ay ay ay I'm I'm so paid&lt;br /&gt;Number one hustler gettin' money&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanna count my money&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hustler don't need&lt;br /&gt;Nahn one of y'all see&lt;br /&gt;I'm so paid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ScefedGrjqg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ScefedGrjqg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-5570117619746102280</id><published>2008-12-07T09:22:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:39:58.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Don't Care - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;See I met her at club on the Friday&lt;br /&gt;Big booty, small waist&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her coming my way &lt;img class="gl_align_left" alt="Alineación a la izquierda" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to bag her&lt;br /&gt;I really had to have her (oh-ooh)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see a ring on her finger&lt;br /&gt;I asked her have you ever been with a singer before&lt;br /&gt;She said no (oh-ohh)&lt;br /&gt;So let me introduce you to my world&lt;br /&gt;Big diamonds and pearls all of part of being my girl&lt;br /&gt;(I got that paper)&lt;br /&gt;Bet you ain't never seen before&lt;br /&gt;Saw around the world&lt;br /&gt;I got them coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;And that's when I noticed&lt;br /&gt;People are watching!&lt;br /&gt;But we don't care&lt;br /&gt;The way I am touching your body&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we don't care&lt;br /&gt;See you droppin' and poppin'&lt;br /&gt;But we don't care&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to keep grinding&lt;br /&gt;But we don't care (oh-ooh)&lt;br /&gt;See I bet you're nasty&lt;br /&gt;When you're on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;You got me going: Oh-Oooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the reason why I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;Fo Sho! Shawty we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got shorty right where I want her&lt;br /&gt;Strapped up, hands trapped in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Grinding slow, and I won't let go (no-ooh)&lt;br /&gt;Baby more better than ammonia&lt;br /&gt;Feeling tipsy from the bottle of Corona (oh-noo)&lt;br /&gt;She probably let go (oh-ooh)&lt;br /&gt;She said she wants to bring me to bring me to her world&lt;br /&gt;She whispers some words&lt;br /&gt;That damn near made my toes curl&lt;br /&gt;She said she's got that&lt;br /&gt;That I have never seen before&lt;br /&gt;And if I get the taste&lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming right back for more&lt;br /&gt;And that's when I noticed&lt;br /&gt;People are watching!&lt;br /&gt;But we don't care&lt;br /&gt;The way I am touching your body&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we don't care&lt;br /&gt;See you droppin' and poppin'&lt;br /&gt;But we don't care&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to keep grinding&lt;br /&gt;But we don't care (oh-ooh)&lt;br /&gt;See I bet you're nasty&lt;br /&gt;When you're on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;You got me going: Oh-Oooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the reason why I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;Fo Sho! Shawty we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working your body&lt;br /&gt;Like you are in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...Yea...Uh-uhh...Yeah...Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in the club got a clear view&lt;br /&gt;But that won't stop us&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;People are watching!&lt;br /&gt;We don't care&lt;br /&gt;The way I am touching your body&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we don't care&lt;br /&gt;See you droppin' and poppin'&lt;br /&gt;But we don't care&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to keep grinding&lt;br /&gt;But we don't care (oh-ooh)&lt;br /&gt;See I bet you're nasty&lt;br /&gt;When you're on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;You got me going: Oh-Oooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the reason why I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;Fo Sho! Shawty we don't care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tIhlPdAMtik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tIhlPdAMtik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-5570117619746102280?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5570117619746102280/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All steady up in the club, just swagging doing my thang&lt;br /&gt;Popping bottles with models and just watching them drank&lt;br /&gt;Partying so hard, the ladies don’t want it to end&lt;br /&gt;They looked at me and said, “I heard that you’re a heartbraker”&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker&lt;br /&gt;See, I’m that type of guy you won’t love&lt;br /&gt;I’m that type of guy you won’t cuff&lt;br /&gt;I’m that type of guy you daddy won’t let go out, cause he thinks I sell drugs&lt;br /&gt;I’m that type of guy that will save ya&lt;br /&gt;I’m that type that will call you later&lt;br /&gt;Won’t be around to give you that time&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get on the grind and get to that paper&lt;br /&gt;That I can do&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my baby girl laced in the latest and the fliest suits&lt;br /&gt;Never one for none, let’s get cake up, hold it down, that’s all you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Then I walk up in the place, with a pocket full of money, my brother like that oughta do it&lt;br /&gt;Stepping out with the finest suits, look at me now&lt;br /&gt;All steady up in the club, just swagging doing my thang&lt;br /&gt;Popping bottles with models and just watching them drank&lt;br /&gt;Partying so hard, the ladies don’t want it to end&lt;br /&gt;They looked at me and said, “I heard that you’re a heartbraker”&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker&lt;br /&gt;See I’m that type guy that likes kissing&lt;br /&gt;I’m that type that will pop the clip and&lt;br /&gt;I’m that type of guy that put you in your place&lt;br /&gt;If you ??? just start tripping&lt;br /&gt;I’m that type that will let you go&lt;br /&gt;I’m that type that will let you know&lt;br /&gt;That everywhere I go, I can find a pretty hoe&lt;br /&gt;But there ain’t too many know how to get that dough&lt;br /&gt;That’s the type of girl I want around me&lt;br /&gt;Even though I’m a with her, make a man feel free&lt;br /&gt;Roll with the fellas, even hold my cheese&lt;br /&gt;Look like something you would see on TV&lt;br /&gt;She don’t mind climbing up that ladder&lt;br /&gt;Similar to the words, it don’t matter&lt;br /&gt;But this time they wanna see us together&lt;br /&gt;Look at us now&lt;br /&gt;All steady up in the club, just swagging doing my thang&lt;br /&gt;Popping bottles with models and just watching them drank&lt;br /&gt;Partying so hard, the ladies don’t want it to end&lt;br /&gt;They looked at me and said, “I heard that you’re a heartbraker”&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker&lt;br /&gt;You’re not for sure&lt;br /&gt;Even though I wanna take you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, all the girls is staring, taking notes&lt;br /&gt;And I realize between with you girl brings more girls&lt;br /&gt;And that’s just what I’m attracted to&lt;br /&gt;And I’d rather go all the way&lt;br /&gt;Love her long time, till the break of day&lt;br /&gt;I won’t let her leave my bed&lt;br /&gt;Till she sees the colorful feather like Annie Mae&lt;br /&gt;Now she wants to start holding on me, like whatever she’s smoking on&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be long gone before you can say, “look at me now”&lt;br /&gt;All steady up in the club, just swagging doing my thang&lt;br /&gt;Popping bottles with models and just watching them drank&lt;br /&gt;Partying so hard, the ladies don’t want it to end&lt;br /&gt;They looked at me and said, “I heard that you’re a heartbraker”&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker, I heard that you’re a heartbraker&lt;br /&gt;Baby I’m a troublemaker &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RWhwONYYWIA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RWhwONYYWIA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-7903739916355378918?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7513874322463760793.post-5013924695289471541</id><published>2008-12-07T09:22:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:37:25.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep You Much Longer - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta go cuz you got things to do&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;Now you to busy for me girl&lt;br /&gt;like I was to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could stop by&lt;br /&gt;And maybe say hi&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could jus stop by&lt;br /&gt;And lay by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tables have turned&lt;br /&gt;And I´ve finally learned&lt;br /&gt;That this is makin up for&lt;br /&gt;every day I was gone&lt;br /&gt;And that´s why I´m concerned&lt;br /&gt;But now it´s confirmed&lt;br /&gt;That you spread your wings and&lt;br /&gt;learned to fly all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness in the night&lt;br /&gt;I´ll find that light for you&lt;br /&gt;As long as I got eyes&lt;br /&gt;I´ll have a sight for you&lt;br /&gt;Long as I am alive baby I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta go cuz you got things to do&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;Now you to busy for me girl&lt;br /&gt;like I was to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could stop by&lt;br /&gt;And maybe say hi&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could jus stop by&lt;br /&gt;And lay by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You´re always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;While I´m racin&lt;br /&gt;While I´m paper chasin&lt;br /&gt;You were there when I said&lt;br /&gt;one day I'd get up out that basement&lt;br /&gt;[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/Ut3C ]&lt;br /&gt;Playin as my agent&lt;br /&gt;For you, there´s no replacement&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my girl&lt;br /&gt;And you can hold me on that statement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness in the night&lt;br /&gt;I´ll find that light for you&lt;br /&gt;As long as I got eyes&lt;br /&gt;I´ll have a sight for you&lt;br /&gt;Long as I am alive baby I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta go cuz you got things to do&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;Now you to busy for me girl&lt;br /&gt;like I was to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could stop by&lt;br /&gt;And maybe say hi&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could jus stop by&lt;br /&gt;And lay by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I know you&lt;br /&gt;And how we do&lt;br /&gt;Doin exactly what I taught you&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get that money first&lt;br /&gt;Before you come spend that&lt;br /&gt;precious time with your boo&lt;br /&gt;And I know I gotta just take it&lt;br /&gt;Even though it´s drivin me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Always wanted to see my girl make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta go cuz you got things to do&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;Now you to busy for me girl&lt;br /&gt;like I was to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you so much longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could stop by&lt;br /&gt;And maybe say "hi"&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could jus stop by&lt;br /&gt;And lay by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta go cuz you got things to do&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you much longer&lt;br /&gt;Now you to busy for me girl&lt;br /&gt;like I was to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could keep you baby&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna keep you longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7gvVe_UWI3k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7gvVe_UWI3k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-5013924695289471541?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5013924695289471541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=5013924695289471541' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/5013924695289471541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/5013924695289471541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/keep-you-much-longer.html' title='Keep You Much Longer - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-3518236102928437510</id><published>2008-12-07T09:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:36:37.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I see you,&lt;br /&gt;I run out of words to say&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't leave you,&lt;br /&gt;Cause your that type of girl, that makes mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the guys tryna' holla,&lt;br /&gt;Girl I don't want to bother you,&lt;br /&gt;Cause your independent and you got my attention&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be your baby father,&lt;br /&gt;Girl I just want to show you,&lt;br /&gt;That I love what you are doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the club, you gettin' down'&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with you&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the club, you showin' thugs love&lt;br /&gt;That wanna get with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so beautiful, So damn beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Said your so beautiful, So damn beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You're so beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you come from, you're outta' this world, to me&lt;br /&gt;You're a symbol of what a beautiful woman should be (ooh wee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the guys trying to holla,&lt;br /&gt;Girl I don't want to bother you,&lt;br /&gt;Cause your independent and you got my attention&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be your baby father,&lt;br /&gt;Girl I just want to show you,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love what you are doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the club, you gettin' down&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with you&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the club, you showin' thugs love&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so beautiful (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;So damn beautiful (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Said your so beautiful (so beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;So damn Beautiful (so beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;You're so beautiful... beautiful... beautiful... beautiful... (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the guys tryna' holla,&lt;br /&gt;Girl I don't want to bother you,&lt;br /&gt;Cause your independent and you got my attention&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be your baby father,&lt;br /&gt;Girl I just wanna show you, cause I love what you are doing&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the club, you gettin' down&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with you (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the club, you showin' thugs love&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with you&lt;br /&gt;You're so beautiful, So damn beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Said your so beautiful, So damn Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You're so beautiful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Szl8CxNN30c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Szl8CxNN30c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-3518236102928437510?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3518236102928437510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=3518236102928437510' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3518236102928437510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/3518236102928437510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-7500208398693023757</id><published>2008-12-07T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:00:46.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Now (Na Na Na) - AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been so long, that I haven't seen your face,&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be strong, but the strength I have is washing away,&lt;br /&gt;it won't be long, before I get you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; just hold you, tease you, squeeze you, tell you whats been on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;wish we never broke up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;we need to live up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;wish we never broke up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;we need to live up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I know, mistakes were made between us two/too,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we sure, our ass that I even said somethings weren't true,&lt;br /&gt;why'd you go? I haven't seen my girl since then,&lt;br /&gt;why can't it be the way it were, cause you were my homie-love-girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;wish we never broke up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;we need to live up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;wish we never broke up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;we need to live up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie, [ I miss you much ]&lt;br /&gt;watching everyday that goes by, [ I miss you much ]&lt;br /&gt;til I get you back I'm gon' try, [ I miss you much ]&lt;br /&gt;[ Akon Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;you are the apple of my eye, [ girl I miss you much ]&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie, [ I miss you much ]&lt;br /&gt;watching everyday that goes by, [ I miss you much ]&lt;br /&gt;til I get you back I'm gon' try, [ I miss you much ]&lt;br /&gt;you are the apple of my eye, [ girl I miss you much ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;wish we never broke up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;we need to live up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;wish we never broke up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;we need to live up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to fly with me, [ want chu to fly ]&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you lie with me, [ miss how you lie ]&lt;br /&gt;just wish you could dine with me, [ wish you could dine with me ]&lt;br /&gt;the one that grind with me, [ said the one that grind with me ]&lt;br /&gt;I want you to fly with me, [ want chu to fly ]&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you lie with me, [ ohh miss how you lie ]&lt;br /&gt;just wish you could dine with me, [ wish you could dine ]&lt;br /&gt;the one that grind with me, [ ohh the one that grind with me ]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;wish we never broke up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;we need to live up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;wish we never broke up right na na na,&lt;br /&gt;we need to live up right na na na, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZL987fKpQY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZL987fKpQY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-7500208398693023757?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7500208398693023757/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=7500208398693023757' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7500208398693023757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7500208398693023757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/right-now-na-na-na.html' title='Right Now (Na Na Na) - AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8719559649077401910</id><published>2008-12-07T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:27:27.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALBUNES DE AKON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/right-now-na-na-na.html"&gt;-Right Now (Na Na Na) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful.html"&gt;-Beautiful &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/keep-you-much-longer.html"&gt;-Keep You Much Longer &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/troublemaker.html"&gt;-Troublemaker &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-dont-care.html"&gt;-We Don't Care &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-paid.html"&gt;-I'm So Paid &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/holla-holla.html"&gt;-Holla Holla &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/against-grain.html"&gt;-Against the Grain &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-with-you.html"&gt;-Be with You &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunny-day.html"&gt;-Sunny Day &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthmark.html"&gt;-Birthmark &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/over-edge.html"&gt;-Over the Edge &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/freedom.html"&gt;-Freedom &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-8719559649077401910?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8719559649077401910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=8719559649077401910' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8719559649077401910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/8719559649077401910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/akon.html' title='AKON'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-7870334119936886732</id><published>2008-12-07T07:16:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:48:10.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glitter In The Air - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever fed a lover with just your haNds?&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes And trust it, just trust it&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever Thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever looked fear in the face&lt;br /&gt;And said I just don’t care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s only half past the point of No return&lt;br /&gt;The tip of the ice burg&lt;br /&gt;The sun before the burn&lt;br /&gt;The tHunder before lightning&lt;br /&gt;The breathe before the fraze&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt thIs way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever hated yourSelf for staring at the phone?&lt;br /&gt;You’re whole life waiting on the ring to prove you’re noT alone&lt;br /&gt;Have you Ever been touch so gently you had to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever inviteD a stranger to come inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s only half past the point of oblivion&lt;br /&gt;The hourglass on the table&lt;br /&gt;The walk before the run&lt;br /&gt;The breathe before the kiss&lt;br /&gt;And the fear before the flames&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt this way?&lt;br /&gt;La La La La La La La La&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are, sitting in the garden&lt;br /&gt;Clutching my coffee,&lt;br /&gt;Calling me sugar&lt;br /&gt;You called me sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wished for an endless night?&lt;br /&gt;Laugh so the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever held your breathe and asked yourself will it ever get better than tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdaUio_9ChI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdaUio_9ChI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-7870334119936886732?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7870334119936886732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=7870334119936886732' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7870334119936886732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7870334119936886732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/glitter-in-air_07.html' title='Glitter In The Air - PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-4423499230643439157</id><published>2008-12-07T07:16:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:47:15.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ave Mary A - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motorcycle's in the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Revving their engines and it just wont stop&lt;br /&gt;Matches the noise screaming in my head&lt;br /&gt;Houston I think we got a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does everybody go when they go&lt;br /&gt;The go so fast I don't think they know&lt;br /&gt;We hate so fast&lt;br /&gt;And we love too slow&lt;br /&gt;London I think we got a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I think about it&lt;br /&gt;I just can't think about it&lt;br /&gt;I try to drink about it&lt;br /&gt;I keep spinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave Mary A&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go&lt;br /&gt;How did you know to get out of a world gone mad&lt;br /&gt;Help me let go&lt;br /&gt;Of the chaos around me&lt;br /&gt;The devil that hounds me&lt;br /&gt;I need you to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to be still&lt;br /&gt;Try to be still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts all around the spot&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking that we lost the plot&lt;br /&gt;Suicide bomber and a student shot&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo I think we got a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for that they have gotta pay&lt;br /&gt;If that don't kill you then the side effects will&lt;br /&gt;If we don't kill each other then the side effects will&lt;br /&gt;Keep down I think we got a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave Mary A&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go&lt;br /&gt;How did you know to get out of a world gone mad&lt;br /&gt;Help me let go&lt;br /&gt;Of the chaos around me&lt;br /&gt;The devil that hounds me&lt;br /&gt;I need you to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to be still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the darkest hour comes&lt;br /&gt;Before the light&lt;br /&gt;Where is the light&lt;br /&gt;Where is the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the darkest hour comes&lt;br /&gt;Before the light&lt;br /&gt;Where is the light&lt;br /&gt;Where is the light&lt;br /&gt;Where is the light, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave Mary A&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go&lt;br /&gt;How did you know to get out of a world gone mad&lt;br /&gt;Help me help me let go&lt;br /&gt;Of the chaos around me&lt;br /&gt;The devil that hounds me&lt;br /&gt;I need you to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to be still&lt;br /&gt;Try to be still&lt;br /&gt;Try to be still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHmrPuCuefs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHmrPuCuefs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-4423499230643439157?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4423499230643439157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=4423499230643439157' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/4423499230643439157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/4423499230643439157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/ave-mary.html' title='Ave Mary A - PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-5565363313004409864</id><published>2008-12-07T07:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:46:22.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Your Fault - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I conjure up the thought of being gone&lt;br /&gt;But I'd probably even do that wrong&lt;br /&gt;I try to think about which way&lt;br /&gt;Would I be able to and would I be afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause oh I'm bleeding out inside&lt;br /&gt;Oh I don't even mind (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all your fault&lt;br /&gt;You called me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You turned me out&lt;br /&gt;And now I can't turn back&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;Because you were perfect&lt;br /&gt;But I'm running out of air&lt;br /&gt;And it's not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da dada da dada da&lt;br /&gt;Da dadadadadada da dadadadadada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to figure out what else to say (What else could I say)&lt;br /&gt;To make you turn around and come back this way (Would you just come back this way)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like we could be really awesome together&lt;br /&gt;So make up your mind cause it's now or never (oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all your fault&lt;br /&gt;You called me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You turned me out&lt;br /&gt;And now I can't turn back&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;Because you were perfect&lt;br /&gt;But I'm running out of air&lt;br /&gt;And it's not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;But I've cried wolf a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could&lt;br /&gt;Feel as bad as I do&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all your fault&lt;br /&gt;You called me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You turned me out&lt;br /&gt;And now I can't turn back&lt;br /&gt;I hold (I hold) my breath (My breath)&lt;br /&gt;Because you were perfect&lt;br /&gt;But I'm running out of air (running out of air)&lt;br /&gt;And it's not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;It's all your fault)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;Because you were perfect&lt;br /&gt;But I'm running out of air&lt;br /&gt;And it's not (It's not) fair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ChUbfbdVAI0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ChUbfbdVAI0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7513874322463760793.post-2933681039750910044</id><published>2008-12-07T07:15:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:45:24.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You used to hold the door for me&lt;br /&gt;Now you can't wait to leave&lt;br /&gt;You used to send me flowers if&lt;br /&gt;You fucked up in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I used to make you laugh with all&lt;br /&gt;the silly shit I did&lt;br /&gt;Now you roll your eyes and walk away&lt;br /&gt;And shake your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the spark has gone&lt;br /&gt;And the candles are out&lt;br /&gt;And the song is done&lt;br /&gt;And there's no more sound&lt;br /&gt;Whispers turn to yelling&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get so mean?&lt;br /&gt;How do we just move on?&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel in the morning when it comes&lt;br /&gt;And everythings undone?&lt;br /&gt;Is it 'cause we wanna be free?&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not me.&lt;br /&gt;Normally I'm so strong&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wake up on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand times before&lt;br /&gt;knowing that forever wont be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always sentimental when I think of how it was&lt;br /&gt;When love was sweet and new and we just&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get enough&lt;br /&gt;The shower, it reminds me you'd undress me with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Now you never touch me and you tell me that you're tired&lt;br /&gt;You know it gets so sad when it all goes bad&lt;br /&gt;And all you think about is all the fun you've had&lt;br /&gt;All those sorrys ain't never gonna mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get so mean?&lt;br /&gt;How do we just move on?&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel in the morning when it comes&lt;br /&gt;And everythings undone?&lt;br /&gt;Is it 'cause we wanna be free?&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not me.&lt;br /&gt;Normally I'm so strong&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wake up on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand times before&lt;br /&gt;knowing that forever wont be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we said somethings that we can never take back&lt;br /&gt;It's like a train wreck, trying to hit the right track&lt;br /&gt;We opened up the wine and we just let it breathe&lt;br /&gt;but we shoulda drank it down while it was still sweet&lt;br /&gt;It all goes bad eventually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do we stay together 'cause were scared to be alone?&lt;br /&gt;We got so used to this abuse it kinda feels like home&lt;br /&gt;But my baby, I just really wanna know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get so mean?&lt;br /&gt;How do we just move on?&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel in the morning when it comes&lt;br /&gt;And everythings undone?&lt;br /&gt;Is it 'cause we wanna be free?&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not me.&lt;br /&gt;Normally I'm so strong&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wake up on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand times before&lt;br /&gt;knowing that forever wont be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we just move on?&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel in the morning when it comes&lt;br /&gt;And everythings undone?&lt;br /&gt;Is it 'cause we wanna be free?&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not me.&lt;br /&gt;Normally I'm so strong&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wake up on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Like a thousand times before&lt;br /&gt;knowing that forever wont be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V8y-LYaGUPM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V8y-LYaGUPM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-7438205946258078240</id><published>2008-12-07T07:15:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:44:26.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal Ball - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm drinking wine and thinking bliss&lt;br /&gt;is on the other side of this&lt;br /&gt;I just need a compass&lt;br /&gt;and a willing acomplice&lt;br /&gt;All my doubt have filled my head&lt;br /&gt;cascading up and down again&lt;br /&gt;down an up, around again&lt;br /&gt;up and down and round again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..I've..had..my..chances&lt;br /&gt;and ive taken them all&lt;br /&gt;to end up right back here on the floor&lt;br /&gt;to end up right back here on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pennies in a well, a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;in the fountain of a hotel, fortune teller that&lt;br /&gt;says maybe you wont go to hell&lt;br /&gt;but im not scared at all&lt;br /&gt;mmm mmm mmm mmm mmmm&lt;br /&gt;the cracks in the crystal,&lt;br /&gt;the cracks in the crystal ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you think everything&lt;br /&gt;is wrapped inside a diamond ring&lt;br /&gt;Love just needs a witness&lt;br /&gt;and a little forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;an a halo of patience&lt;br /&gt;and a less sporadic pace.&lt;br /&gt;Im learning to be brave in my beautiful mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..ive..felt..that..fire..oh..ive been burned&lt;br /&gt;but I wouldnt trade the pain for what ive learned&lt;br /&gt;no i wouldnt trade the pain for what ive learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pennies in a well, a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;in the fountain of a hotel, fortune teller that&lt;br /&gt;says maybe you wont go to hell&lt;br /&gt;but im not scared at all&lt;br /&gt;mmm mmm mmm mmm mmmm&lt;br /&gt;the cracks in the crystal,&lt;br /&gt;the cracks in the crystal ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iront, Irony,&lt;br /&gt;is hating love, hating love&lt;br /&gt;for what its done to me, done to me&lt;br /&gt;done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pennies in a well a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;in the fountain of a hotel, broken mirrors&lt;br /&gt;and a black cats cold stare, walk under ladders&lt;br /&gt;on my way to hell, ill meet you there&lt;br /&gt;but im not scared at all&lt;br /&gt;mmm mmm mmm mmm mmmm&lt;br /&gt;no im not scared at all&lt;br /&gt;of the cracks in the crystal,&lt;br /&gt;the cracks in the crystal ball &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/erolbEUk8Z0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/7438205946258078240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/crystal-ball.html' title='Crystal Ball - PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-5607933818722280754</id><published>2008-12-07T07:15:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:43:25.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funhouse - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dance around this empty house&lt;br /&gt;Tear us down&lt;br /&gt;Throw you out&lt;br /&gt;Screaming down the halls&lt;br /&gt;Spinning all around and now we fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures framing up the past&lt;br /&gt;Your taunting smirk behind the glass&lt;br /&gt;This museum full of ash&lt;br /&gt;Once a tickle&lt;br /&gt;Now a rash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;This used to be a funhouse&lt;br /&gt;But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;br /&gt;It's time to start the countdown&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoes knocking on locked doors&lt;br /&gt;All the laughter from before&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather live out on the street&lt;br /&gt;Than in this haunted memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've called the movers&lt;br /&gt;Called the maids&lt;br /&gt;We'll try to exorcise this place&lt;br /&gt;Drag my mattress to the yard&lt;br /&gt;Crumble tumble house of cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This used to be a funhouse&lt;br /&gt;But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;br /&gt;It's time to start the countdown&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This used to be a funhouse&lt;br /&gt;But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;br /&gt;It's time to start the countdown&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm crawling through the doggy door&lt;br /&gt;My key don't fit my life no more&lt;br /&gt;I'll change the drapes&lt;br /&gt;I'll break the plates&lt;br /&gt;I'll find a new place&lt;br /&gt;Burn this f**ker down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do do do do dodo do&lt;br /&gt;do do do do dodo do&lt;br /&gt;do do do do dodo do&lt;br /&gt;do do do do dadadada&lt;br /&gt;do do do do dodo do (9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1)&lt;br /&gt;do do do do dodo do&lt;br /&gt;do do do do dodo do&lt;br /&gt;do do do do dodo doo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This used to be a funhouse&lt;br /&gt;But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;br /&gt;It's time to start the countdown&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This used to be a funhouse&lt;br /&gt;But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;br /&gt;It's time to start the countdown&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it down&lt;br /&gt;these lyrics are submitted by cigdem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsFUSL35k1g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsFUSL35k1g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-5607933818722280754?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5607933818722280754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=5607933818722280754' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/5607933818722280754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/5607933818722280754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/funhouse.html' title='Funhouse - PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-3078614809981511102</id><published>2008-12-07T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:42:30.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Influence - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright sir&lt;br /&gt;Sure I'll have another one it's early&lt;br /&gt;Three olives, shake it up, I like it dirty (dirty)&lt;br /&gt;Tequila for my friend it makes her flirty (flirty)&lt;br /&gt;Trust me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the instigator of underwear&lt;br /&gt;Showing up here and there uh oh (oh no)&lt;br /&gt;I'm always on a mission from the get-go (get-go)&lt;br /&gt;So what if it's only 1 o'clock in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;It's never too soon to send out all the invatations to the last night (of your life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lordy, Lordy, Lordy!&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it I like to party, it's genetic!&lt;br /&gt;It's electrifying, wind me up and watch me go&lt;br /&gt;Where she stops, nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;A good excuse to be a bad influence on you and you (x15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright ma'am (ma'am)&lt;br /&gt;Calm down I know your son said he was in my house (my house)&lt;br /&gt;He was the captain of the football team but I turned him out&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't the first and he won't be the last, to tone it down&lt;br /&gt;This happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a story to tell the alibi&lt;br /&gt;They wanna go home I asked them (why)&lt;br /&gt;It's daylight (not night)&lt;br /&gt;They might need a break from all the real life (get a life)&lt;br /&gt;It gets to be too much sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late to send out all the invitations to the last night of (your life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lordy, Lordy, Lordy!&lt;br /&gt;I can't help I like to party it's genetic!&lt;br /&gt;It's electrifying, wind me up and watch me go&lt;br /&gt;Where she stops, nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;A good excuse to be a bad influence on you and you (x15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to see the doctor&lt;br /&gt;I hope she has a cure&lt;br /&gt;I hope she makes me better&lt;br /&gt;What does that even mean? (we don't know! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lordy, Lordy, Lordy!&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it I like to party it's genetic!&lt;br /&gt;It's electrifying, wind me up and watch me go&lt;br /&gt;Where she stops, nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;A good excuse to be a bad influence on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lordy, Lordy, Lordy!&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it I like to party it's genetic!&lt;br /&gt;It's electrifying, wind me up and watch me go&lt;br /&gt;Where she stops, nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;A good excuse to be a bad influence on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lordy, Lordy, Lordy!&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it, I like to party, it's genetic!&lt;br /&gt;It's electrifying, wind me up and watch me go&lt;br /&gt;Where she stops, nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;A good excuse to be a bad influence on you and you (x15)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good excuse (good excuse)&lt;br /&gt;To be a bad influence on you and you and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're too tired&lt;br /&gt;You're not too tired! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object 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da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can yell any louder&lt;br /&gt;How many time I've kicked you outta here?&lt;br /&gt;Or said something insulting?&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da-da&lt;br /&gt;I can be so mean when I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;I am capable of really anything&lt;br /&gt;I can cut you into pieces&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is... broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I become so obnoxious?&lt;br /&gt;What is it with you that makes me act like this?&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this nasty&lt;br /&gt;Can't you tell that this is all just a contest?&lt;br /&gt;The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest&lt;br /&gt;But baby I don't mean it&lt;br /&gt;I mean it, I promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me&lt;br /&gt;I can't be without, you're my perfect little punching bag&lt;br /&gt;And I need you, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da, da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please, please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;No, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me no no no&lt;br /&gt;You say I don't need you but it's always gonna come right back,&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna come right back to this.&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;No, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me, oh no no no.&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMU50SYcyuM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMU50SYcyuM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-264212393772247751?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/264212393772247751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>One Foot Wrong - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I sweating&lt;br /&gt;All these tears on my face&lt;br /&gt;Should I be hungry?&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;the last time that I ate.&lt;br /&gt;Call someone&lt;br /&gt;I need a friend to&lt;br /&gt;take me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;But one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;All the lights are on&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Just one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to love me&lt;br /&gt;When i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone see this&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm the chosen one&lt;br /&gt;Color and madness&lt;br /&gt;First in line I put&lt;br /&gt;my money down&lt;br /&gt;Some freedom&lt;br /&gt;Is the tiniest cell in town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;And i'm gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;But one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;And i'm gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;All the lights are on&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Just one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to love me&lt;br /&gt;When i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find&lt;br /&gt;the beauty in all of this&lt;br /&gt;I go straight to&lt;br /&gt;the dark side near this&lt;br /&gt;If it's it bad&lt;br /&gt;Is it always my fault&lt;br /&gt;Did somebody bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Did somebody bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Did somebody bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;Put one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;But one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;And i'm gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;Just one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fall&lt;br /&gt;Somebody gets it&lt;br /&gt;All the lights are on&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Just one foot wrong&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to love me&lt;br /&gt;When i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to love me when i'm gone&lt;br /&gt;When i'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Have to love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to love&lt;br /&gt;me when i'm gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PRdjG8ct3Zk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PRdjG8ct3Zk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-8930074143647553691</id><published>2008-12-07T07:13:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:44:26.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Believe You - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't mind it&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're the swing set&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the kid that falls&lt;br /&gt;It's like the way we fight&lt;br /&gt;The times I've cried&lt;br /&gt;We come to blows&lt;br /&gt;And every night&lt;br /&gt;The passion's there&lt;br /&gt;So it's got to be right&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;I won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend to&lt;br /&gt;Not love me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind it&lt;br /&gt;I still don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;It's like one of those bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;When you can't wake up&lt;br /&gt;It looks like you've given up&lt;br /&gt;You've had enough&lt;br /&gt;But I want more&lt;br /&gt;No I won't stop&lt;br /&gt;Because I just know&lt;br /&gt;You'll come around&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;I won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend to&lt;br /&gt;Not love me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't stand there and watch me fall&lt;br /&gt;Because I, because I still don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like the way we fight&lt;br /&gt;The times I've cried&lt;br /&gt;We come to blows&lt;br /&gt;And every night&lt;br /&gt;The passion's there&lt;br /&gt;So it's got to be right,&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;I won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend to&lt;br /&gt;Not love me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6nQOVaqGgQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6nQOVaqGgQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-believe-you.html' title='I Don&apos;t Believe You - PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-870687564931880960</id><published>2008-12-07T07:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:41:06.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sober - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest&lt;br /&gt;Or the girl who never wants to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be that call at 4 o'clock in the morning&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh-Ahhh, the sun is blinding&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm finding&lt;br /&gt;That's not the way I want my story to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe up high,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can touch me&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel this party's over?&lt;br /&gt;No pain inside&lt;br /&gt;You're my protection&lt;br /&gt;But how do I feel this good sober?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the girl that has to fill the silence..&lt;br /&gt;The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me that we had that conversation&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I won't remember, save your breath 'cause what's the use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh-Ahhh, the night is calling&lt;br /&gt;And it whispers to me softly, "come play"&lt;br /&gt;I am falling&lt;br /&gt;And if I let myself go, I'm the only one to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe up high,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can touch me&lt;br /&gt;But why do I feel this party's over?&lt;br /&gt;No pain inside&lt;br /&gt;You're like perfection&lt;br /&gt;But how do I feel this good sober?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down,&lt;br /&gt;Spinnin' round, spinnin' round, spinnin' round&lt;br /&gt;Looking for myself,&lt;br /&gt;Sober&lt;br /&gt;Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down,&lt;br /&gt;Spinnin' round, spinnin' round, spinnin' round&lt;br /&gt;Looking for myself,&lt;br /&gt;Sober&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's good, then it's good&lt;br /&gt;It's all good 'till it goes bad&lt;br /&gt;'Till you try to find the you that you once had&lt;br /&gt;I have heard myself cry, never again!&lt;br /&gt;Broken down in agony&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to find a friend&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe up high,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can touch me&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel this party's over?&lt;br /&gt;Whoahhh&lt;br /&gt;No pain inside&lt;br /&gt;You're like perfection&lt;br /&gt;But how do I feel this good sober?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe up high, nothing can touch me&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel this party's over?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel this party's over?&lt;br /&gt;Whoahhh&lt;br /&gt;No pain inside, you're like perfection&lt;br /&gt;But how do I feel this good sober?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel this party's over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever feel this good sober?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZSpGwnvXjc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZSpGwnvXjc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7513874322463760793-870687564931880960?l=letras-2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/feeds/870687564931880960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7513874322463760793&amp;postID=870687564931880960' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/870687564931880960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7513874322463760793/posts/default/870687564931880960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/sober.html' title='Sober - PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-5896539523138709846</id><published>2008-12-07T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:39:07.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So What - PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i just lost my husband&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where he went&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna drink my money&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna pay his rent (Nope)&lt;br /&gt;I got a brand new attitude&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna wear it tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get in trouble&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start a fight&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I got my rock moves&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;And guess what&lt;br /&gt;I'm having more fun&lt;br /&gt;And now that we're done&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright, I'm just fine&lt;br /&gt;And you're a tool&lt;br /&gt;So so what?&lt;br /&gt;I am a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I got my rock moves&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, check my flow, uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter just took my table&lt;br /&gt;And gave to Jessica Simp - Shit!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go sit with drum boy&lt;br /&gt;At least he'll know how to hit&lt;br /&gt;What if this song's on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Then somebody's gonna die&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get in trouble&lt;br /&gt;My ex will start a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna start a fight&lt;br /&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;We're all gonna get in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I got my rock moves&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;And guess what&lt;br /&gt;I'm having more fun&lt;br /&gt;And now that we're done&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright, I'm just fine&lt;br /&gt;And you're a tool&lt;br /&gt;So so what?&lt;br /&gt;I am a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I got my rock moves&lt;br /&gt;And i don't want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weren't there&lt;br /&gt;You never were&lt;br /&gt;You want it all&lt;br /&gt;But that's not fair&lt;br /&gt;I gave you life&lt;br /&gt;I gave my all&lt;br /&gt;You weren't there&lt;br /&gt;You let me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I got my rock moves&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;And guess what&lt;br /&gt;I'm having more fun&lt;br /&gt;And now that we're done (we're done)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright(I'm alright),I'm just fine (I'm just fine)&lt;br /&gt;And you're a tool&lt;br /&gt;So so what?&lt;br /&gt;I am a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I got my rock moves&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No No, No No&lt;br /&gt;I Don't want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;You weren't there&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright, I'm just fine&lt;br /&gt;And you're a tool&lt;br /&gt;So so what?&lt;br /&gt;I am a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I got my rock moves&lt;br /&gt;And i don't want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba da da da da da &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRImR4fmWmo&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRImR4fmWmo&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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What - PINK'/><author><name>CHRISTIAN</name><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-7513874322463760793.post-5198745371670900937</id><published>2008-12-06T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:23:38.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALBUNES DE PINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNHOUSE (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-what.html"&gt;-So What&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/sober.html"&gt;-Sober&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-believe-you.html"&gt;-I Don't Believe You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-foot-wrong.html"&gt;-One Foot Wrong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/please-dont-leave-me.html"&gt;-Please Don't Leave Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/bad-influence.html"&gt;-Bad Influence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/funhouse.html"&gt;-Funhouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras-2008.blogspot.com/2008/12/crystal-ball.html"&gt;-Crystal Ball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a 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