tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299067802011-04-22T03:45:17.197+02:00"...porque mis ojos brillan con tu cara y ahora que no te veo se apagan, porque prefiero que estés a mi lado aunque no tenga nada..."bolboreta_negrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04949739770768343344noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29906780.post-1152473626561048492006-07-09T21:32:00.000+02:002006-07-09T21:33:46.570+02:00Everybody says that their looking for a shelter, <br />got a lot to give but I don't know how to help her, <br />I should just let it go till they learn how to grow, <br />and how to liberate.<br /><br />Everybody says that she's looking for a shelter, <br />got a lot to give but I don't know how I felt her, <br />they should just let it go till these cities learn to grow, <br />and how to liberate.<br /><br />Silence is easy, it just becomes me, <br />you don't even know me, all lie about me.<br /><br />Everybody says that I'm looking for a home now, <br />looking for a boy or I'm looking for a girl now, <br />I can still let it go, I can still learn to grow, <br />into a child again.<br /><br />Silence is easy, it just becomes me, <br />you don't even know me, why lie about me.<br />Silence is easy, it just becomes me, <br />you don't even know me, why do you hate me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29906780-115247362656104849?l=cosasfueradecontexto.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bolboreta_negrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04949739770768343344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29906780.post-1150842052886474522006-06-21T00:18:00.000+02:002006-06-21T00:20:52.903+02:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Chove en <strong>Santiago</strong><br /><strong>meu doce amor</strong>.<br />Camelia branca do ar<br />brila entebrecida ô <strong>sol</strong>.<br /><br />Chove en Santiago<br />na <strong>noite escura</strong>.<br />Herbas de prata e de sono<br />cobren a valeira <strong>lúa</strong>.<br /><br />Olla a choiva pol-a rúa,<br />laio de pedra e cristal.<br />Olla no vento esvaído<br />soma e cinza do teu mar.<br /><br />Soma e cinza do teu mar<br />Santiago, lonxe do sol.<br /></span><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Ãgoa da mañán anterga<br />trema no meu corazón.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29906780-115084205288647452?l=cosasfueradecontexto.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bolboreta_negrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04949739770768343344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29906780.post-1150724066248342222006-06-19T15:29:00.000+02:002006-06-19T15:42:04.250+02:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Prometo no mandar más <strong>cartas</strong> y no pasar por <strong>aquí</strong><br />Prometo no llamarte más ni inventar ni mentir<br />Prometo no seguir viviendo así, prometo no pensar en ti<br />Prometo dedicarme solamente a mí.<br /><br />Prometo que a partir de ahora lucharé por cambiar<br />Prometo que no me verás, que no voy a molestar<br /><strong>Sabes que lo digo de verdad, que no voy a fallarte en nada</strong><br /><strong>Que tengo mucha fuerza de voluntad, que no te fallaré en nada</strong><br />Prometo no seguir así, prometo que no voy a pensar en ti<br />Prometo dedicarme solamente a mí.<br /><br />Y el aire que me sobre alrededor<br />Y el tiempo que se quede en nada<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Nunca más escucharé tu voz<br />Energía nunca liberada<br />Promesas que se perderán en estas cuatro paredes<br />Como lágrimas en la lluvia se irán.<br /></strong><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Siento que no tengo sueño y no puedo descansar<br />Invento más de mil palabras y busco una verdad</strong><br />Intento que suenen de forma genial<br />Intento que no digan nada<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Nada siempre es toda la verdad<br />Nada significa nada<br /></strong>Prometo las promesas que me hice a mí<br /></span></span><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Prometo pensar en tí<br />Ahora prometo solo pensar en tí. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Bienvenidos a mi mundo</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29906780-115072406624834222?l=cosasfueradecontexto.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bolboreta_negrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04949739770768343344noreply@blogger.com0