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LA COLINA DE LA VIDA León Gieco Casi, casi nada me resulta pasajero, todo prende de mi sueños y se acopla en mi espalda y asi subo, muy tranquilo la colina de la vida. Nunca me creo en la cima o en la gloria, eso es un gran fantasma creado por generaciones pasadas, atascado en el camino de la vida. La realidad duerme sola en un entierro y camina triste por el sueño del mas bueno la realidad baila sola en la mentira y en un bolsillo tiene amor y alegrias un Dios de fantasias la guerra y la poesia. Tengo de todo para ver y creer, para odiar o no creer y muchas veces me encuentro solitario, llorando en el umbral de la vida. Busco hacer pie en el mundo al reves, busco algun buen amigo para que no me atrape algun dia, temiendo hallarla muerta a la vida. La realidad duerme sola en un entierro y camina triste por el sueño del mas bueno la realidad baila sola en la mentira y en un bolsillo tiene amor y alegrias un Dios de fantasias la guerra y la poesia. |
Cambalache - Carlitos Gardel. Que el mundo fue y sera una porqueria, ya lo sé, en el quinientos seis y en el dos mil también; que siempre ha habido chorros, maquiavelos y estafaos, contentos y amargaos, valores y dublé. Pero que el siglo veinte es un despliegue de malda insolente ya no hay quien lo niegue, vivimos revolcaos en un merengue y en el mismo lodo todos manoseaos. Hoy resulta que es lo mismo ser derecho que traidor, ignorante, sabio, chorro, generoso, estafador. ¡Todo es igual, nada es mejor, lo mismo un burro que un gran profesor! No hay aplazaos ni escalafón, los inmorales nos han igualao... Si uno vive en la impostura y otro afana en su ambición, da lo mismo que sea cura, colchonero, rey de bastos, caradura o polizón. ¡Qué falta de respeto, qué atropello a la razón! ¡Cualquiera es un señor, cualquiera es un ladrón! Mezclaos con Stavisky van don Bosco y la Mignon, don Chicho y Napoleón, Carnera y San Martin. Igual que en la vidriera irrespetuosa de los cambalaches se ha mezclao la vida, y herida por un sable sin remache ves llorar la Biblia contra un calefón. Siglo veinte, cambalache, problematico y febril, el que no llora no mama y el que no afana es un gil. ¡Dale nomas, dale que va, que alla en el horno te vamo a encontrar! ¡No pienses mas, tirate a un lao, que a nadie importa si naciste honrao! Si es lo mismo el que labura noche y dia como un buey que el que vive de las minas, que el que mata o el que cura o esta fuera de la ley. |
Jaaaaaaaa, Eusta, mero tema... Y yo que pensaba montar esa... Carlitos es Carlitos... :h VANADIS Falkenbach Mounted men, with axe and shield on their ride through shallow field See your sons oh Vanadis Light my ways oh Manalihs... Freyas Val Woutans half Oaken woods as dark as night Home of those of heathen pride Grant me strength oh Asynja Be my guide oh Valfreya Freyas Val Vingolfs's pride Herjan!!! When the moon shines bright from the dark black sky We raise our swords to thy hail when the runes are thrown and the ravens fly as a sign of our heathens prevail While the morning breaks through Tenkterian wood while the sun sets the shores aflame There is one thing only which never dies The honour of thy name Foraan!!! By my side my brothers fall Now on their way to Freya's hall We are yours oh Vanadis Guide their ways oh Manalihs Hjer Foraan Tenkteriar Herjan!!! While twilight covers the blood red skies While the sun sets the shores aflame There is one thing only which never dies The honour of thy name When time draws near for the chosen ones To fall on the blood stained fields Then death will grant us a place amongst Our fathers in the halls of bronzen shields A burning flame as blue as ice Now I can see it in your eyes Be my fate oh Vanadis Through the nights oh Manalihs... > PORQUE COMO LOS ANTIGUOS GUERREROS VIKINGOS DEL MAR DEL NORTE, SIENTO LA BATALLA COMO EL NECTAR MÁS DULCE DE LAS FLORES QUE ADORNAN LOS CABELLOS DE MI SEÑORA FREYJA < Dark Authority >: ( |
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socio ud la tiene clara ese tema es la cosa más real de este mundo |
miren este tema de una banda que se llama walls of Jericho No Saving Me Inside these broken lines A disruption of our lives Insanity kicks in And all I see is another dead end So close your eyes And escape from what you hide How long will I take to bleed These is no saving me How far will you go to hold on I'm better off cutting my own throat In hope for once That you might hear me I know I can at least count On the mess never judging me I'm breaking out from all I've come to be Alone I've gone through hell And back to try to feel And there is no saving me |
Aaaay, yo tengo , yo tengo, yo tengo una cancion que me gusta... bueno, en realidad hay muchas, pero aca pongo una de ellas: Fernando- ABBA Can you hear the drums, Fernando? I remember long ago another starry night like this in the firelight, Fernando you were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar I could hear the distant drums and sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar They were closer now, Fernando every hour, every minute seemed to last eternally I was so afraid, Fernando we were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die and I´m not ashamed to say the roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry... There was something in the air that night the stars were bright, Fernando they were shining there for you and me for liberty, Fernando though we never thought that we could lose there´s no regret if I had to do the same again I would my friend, Fernando Now we´re old and grey, Fernando since many years I haven´t seen a rifle in your hand can you hear the drums Fernando? Do you still recall the fateful night we crossed the Rio Grande? I can see it in your eyes how proud you were to fight for freedom in this land There was something in the air that night the stars were bright, Fernando they were shining there for you and me for liberty, Fernando though we never thought that we could lose there´s no regret if I had to do the same again I would my friend, Fernando |
Que se puede decir ........ Manowar! The gods made Heavy Metal In The Beginning There Was Silence And Darkness All Across The Earth Then Came The Wind And A Hole In The Sky Thunder And Lightning Came Crashing Down Hit The Earth And Split The Ground Fire Burned High In The Sky From Down Below Fire Melted The Stone The Ground Shook And Started To Pound The Gods Made Heavy Metal And They Saw That It Was Good They Said To Play It Louder Than Hell We Promised That We Would When Losers Say It's Over With You Know That It's A Lie The Gods Made Heavy Metal And It's Never Gonna Die We Are The True Believers It's Our Turn To Show The World In The Fire Of Heavy Metal We Were Burned It's More Than Our Religion It's The Only Way To Live But The Enemies Of Metal We Can't Forgive Cause We Believe In The Power And The Might And The Gods Who Made Metal Are With Us Tonight The Gods Made Heavy Metal And They Saw That It Was Good They Said To Play It Louder Than Hell We Promised That We Would When Losers Say It's Over With You Know That It's A Lie The Gods Made Heavy Metal And It's Never Gonna Die We Believe In The Power And The Might And The Gods Who Made Metal Are With Us Tonight We're Here Tonight For Heavy Metal Are You Ready In The Hall They Have Chosen Us And We Have Heard The Call Gonna Tear The Roof Off With Out Sound Crack The Walls And Shake The Ground Fight Tonight For Metal One And All Cause We Believe In The Power And The Might And The Gods Who Made Metal Are With Us Tonight The Gods Made Heavy Metal And They Saw That It Was Good They Said To Play It Louder Than Hell We Promised That We Would When Losers Say It's Over With You Know That It's A Lie The Gods Made Heavy Metal And It's Never Gonna Die |
CUALQUIERA DE COLDPLAY..COMPONEN MUY PIMBA8) |
coldplay es una chimba |
Oiga.....:L que peye coldplay............. |
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