A que buena canción...

You change your mind

Like a girl changes clothes

Yeah you,

PMS

Like a bitch I would know

And you always think

Always speak Crypticly

I should know

That you're no good for me

Cause you're hot then you're cold

You're yes then you're no

You're in and you're out

You're up and you're down

You're wrong when it's right It's black and it's white

We fight, we break up

We kiss, we make up

You, You don't really want to stay, no You, but you don't really want to go-o

You're hot then you're cold

You're yes then you're no

You're in and you're out

You're up and you're down

We used to be

Just like twins

So in sync

The same energy

Now's a dead battery

Used to laugh bout nothing

Now your plain boring

I should know that you're not gonna change...

Hay cosas que simplemente uno deja de sentir y es verdad, lo contrario el amor no es el odio, es la indiferencia...

Conozco a Carla de toda la vida, de toda la vida hemos sido amigas, a pesar de ser tan diferentes, o quizá por eso mismo hemos sido tan amigas...

Siempre le he envidiado, lo confieso, su energía, su risa tan contagiosa y su fuerza...

Hoy las cosas no van muy bien para ella y la verdad lo está llevando valientemente ( yo ya hubiera aventado la toalla ) y sé que con esa tenacidad suya va a revertir las cosas a su favor y esto va a quedar como un mal recuerdo...

Y la voy a ver sonreir como siempre lo ha hecho!

I used to rule the world

Seas would rise when I gave the word

Now in the morning I sweep alone

Sweep the streets I used to ownI used to roll the dice

Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes

Listen as the crowd would sing:"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key

Next the walls were closed on me

And I discovered that my castles stand

Upon pillars of sand, pillars of sandI hear

Jerusalem bells are ringing

Roman Cavalry choirs are singing

Be my mirror my sword and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason

I can not explain

Once you know there was never, never an honest word

That was when I ruled the world(Ohhh)

It was the wicked and wild wind

Blew down the doors to let me in.Shattered windows and the sound of drums

People could not believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries WaitFor my head on a silver plate

Just a puppet on a lonely string

Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing

Roman Cavalry choirs are singing

Be my mirror my sword and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can not explain

I know Saint Peter will call my name

Never an honest word

And that was when I ruled the world(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings

Roman Cavalry choirs are singing

Be my mirror my sword and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can not explainI know Saint Peter will call my name

Never an honest word

But that was when I ruled the world

Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh"

LoNdOn


LoVe, LoVe, LoVe, tan ta tan...


Love, LoVe, LoVe, tan ta tan...


It´s easy!!!

Des nuits d'amour a ne plus en finir

un grand bonheur qui prend sa place

des enuis des chagrins, des phases

heureux, heureux a en mourir

.Quand il me prend dans ses bras

il me parle tout bas

,je vois la vie en rose.

Il me dit des mots d'amour,

des mots de tous les jours,

et ca me fait quelque chose.

Il est entre dans mon coeur

une part de bonheur

dont je connais la cause.

C'est toi pour moi. moi pour toi

dans la vie

,il me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie.

Et des que je l'apercoi

salors je sens en moi

mon coeur qui bat