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height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey...oooh...&lt;br /&gt;Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay&lt;br /&gt;Were laid spread out before me as her body once did&lt;br /&gt;All five horizons revolved around her soul&lt;br /&gt;As the earth to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and all I taught her was everything&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore&lt;br /&gt;And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Of what was everything?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...&lt;br /&gt;I take a walk outside&lt;br /&gt;I´m surrounded by some kids at play&lt;br /&gt;I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head&lt;br /&gt;I´m spinning, oh, I´m spinning&lt;br /&gt;How quick the sun can, drop away&lt;br /&gt;And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass&lt;br /&gt;Of what was everything?&lt;br /&gt;All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...&lt;br /&gt;All the love gone bad turned my world to black&lt;br /&gt;Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I´ll ever be...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...&lt;br /&gt;I know someday you´ll have a beautiful life, I know you´ll be a sun&lt;br /&gt;In somebody else´s sky, but why&lt;br /&gt;Why, why can´t it be, why can´t it be mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-6282627902619129373?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/6282627902619129373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/12/black.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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Barcelona fc, fue un buen partido el fallo es que al Valencia le falto algun delantero, y el arbitro como siempre pitando lo que no debia por supuesto como siempre a favor del Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;Alves como siempre tirandose sin hacerle nada.&lt;br /&gt;Como dice una amiga al arbitro es para que lo metan en la nevera pero de por vida y que no salga mas.&lt;br /&gt;Arbitros asi son los que hacen daño al futbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Stsj29IEpxI/AAAAAAAACOA/zcysrzKCf40/s1600-h/Tifo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Stsj29IEpxI/AAAAAAAACOA/zcysrzKCf40/s320/Tifo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393944405734631186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) 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fc'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Stsj29IEpxI/AAAAAAAACOA/zcysrzKCf40/s72-c/Tifo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8450306565697827989</id><published>2009-10-17T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T04:27:42.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLEN HANSARD AND MARKETA IRGLOVA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Por unos motivo u otros, hacia tiempo que no publicaba una entrada, bien por falta de tiempo bien por desmotivación. Pero anoche un amigo me descubrió esta peli, y estos cantantes... y me va a permitir que se la dedique a alguien muy especial, esa persona sabe quien es, sabe que esta canción no podia ir dedicada para otra persona. Y sabe que esta es una de las dedicatorias más especiales que he publicado, por todo lo que la rodea. Gracias, y &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sabes que &lt;/span&gt;núnca me cansaré de dartelas... &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Muchas g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;racias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;por todo Jaco&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW YOU&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WANT YOU&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE MORE FOR THAT&lt;br /&gt;WORDS FALL THROUGH ME&lt;br /&gt;AND ALWAYS FOOL ME&lt;br /&gt;AND I CANT REACT&lt;br /&gt;AND GAMES THAT NEVER AMOUNT&lt;br /&gt;TO MORE THAN THEYRE MEANT&lt;br /&gt;WILL PLAY THEMSELVES OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THIS SINKING BOAT AND POINT IT HOME&lt;br /&gt;WEVE STILL GOT TIME&lt;br /&gt;RAISE YOUR HOPEFUL VOICE YOU HAVE A CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;YOUVE MADE IT NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FALLING SLOWLY, EYES THAT KNOW ME&lt;br /&gt;AND I CANT GO BACK&lt;br /&gt;MOODS THAT TAKE ME AND ERASE ME&lt;br /&gt;AND IM PAINTED BLACK&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE SUFFERED ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;AND WARRED WITH YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;ITS TIME THAT YOU WON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THIS SINKING BOAT AND POINT IT HOME&lt;br /&gt;WEVE STILL GOT TIME&lt;br /&gt;RAISE YOUR HOPEFUL VOICE YOU HAD A CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;YOUVE MADE IT NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THIS SINKING BOAT AND POINT IT HOME&lt;br /&gt;WEVE STILL GOT TIME&lt;br /&gt;RAISE YOUR HOPEFUL VOICE YOU HAD A CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;YOUVE MADE IT NOW&lt;br /&gt;FALLING SLOWLY SING YOUR MELODY&lt;br /&gt;ILL SING ALONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO TE CONOZCO&lt;br /&gt;PERO TE QUIERO&lt;br /&gt;MAYORMENTE POR ESO&lt;br /&gt;LAS PALABRAS CAEN A TRAVÉS DE MI&lt;br /&gt;Y SIEMPRE ME ENGAÑAN&lt;br /&gt;Y NO PUEDO REACCIONAR,&lt;br /&gt;Y LOS JUEGOS QUE NUNCA CUENTAN&lt;br /&gt;MÁS DE LO QUE SIGNIFICAN&lt;br /&gt;SE TERMINARAN JUGANDO A SÍ MISMOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMA ESTE BOTE AGUJEREADO Y LLÉVALO HACIA CASA,&lt;br /&gt;AÚN TENEMOS TIEMPO&lt;br /&gt;LEVANTA TU VOZ DE ESPERANZA, TU TIENES UNA ELECCIÓN&lt;br /&gt;Y DEBES HACERLA AHORA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAYENDO LENTAMENTE, LOS OJOS QUE ME CONOCEN&lt;br /&gt;Y NO PUEDO VOLVER ATRÁS&lt;br /&gt;LAS ONDAS QUE ME TOMAN Y ME BORRAN&lt;br /&gt;Y ME PINTAN DE DE NEGRO,&lt;br /&gt;YA HAS SUFRIDO LO SUFICIENTE&lt;br /&gt;Y LUCHADO CONTRA TI MISMA,&lt;br /&gt;YA ES MOMENTO DE QUE TU GANES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMA ESTE BOTE AGUJEREADO Y LLÉVALO HACIA CASA,&lt;br /&gt;AÚN TENEMOS TIEMPO&lt;br /&gt;LEVANTA TU VOZ DE ESPERANZA, TU TIENES UNA ELECCIÓN&lt;br /&gt;Y DEBES HACERLA AHORA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMA ESTE BOTE AGUJEREADO Y LLÉVALO HACIA CASA,&lt;br /&gt;AÚN TENEMOS TIEMPO&lt;br /&gt;LEVANTA TU VOZ DE ESPERANZA, TU TIENES UNA ELECCIÓN&lt;br /&gt;Y DEBES HACERLA AHORA&lt;br /&gt;CAYENDO LENTAMENTE, CANTA TU MELODÍA&lt;br /&gt;Y YO LA CANTARÉ CONTIGO &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-8450306565697827989?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8450306565697827989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/10/glen-hansard-and-marketa-irglova.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Srk_-JXTvyI/AAAAAAAACGE/byDvqhjHc3w/s1600-h/DSC03040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Srk_-JXTvyI/AAAAAAAACGE/byDvqhjHc3w/s320/DSC03040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384405166396260130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carme con Juan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SrlAfWU5mhI/AAAAAAAACGM/qHW4bFhYnAU/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SrlAfWU5mhI/AAAAAAAACGM/qHW4bFhYnAU/s320/DSC03043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384405736811502098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan Firmandome la foto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SrlBwXwFfFI/AAAAAAAACGk/0ZiWY5ih840/s1600-h/DSC03047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SrlBwXwFfFI/AAAAAAAACGk/0ZiWY5ih840/s320/DSC03047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384407128763366482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carme con la camiseta firmada por Juan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SrlBR_CL7eI/AAAAAAAACGc/6vC_ekMxRoo/s1600-h/DSC03057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" 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GUESSING AT NUMBERS AND FIGURES &lt;br /&gt;PULLING THE PUZZLES APART &lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS OF SCIENCE, SCIENCE AND PROGRESS &lt;br /&gt;DO NOT SPEAK AS LOUD AS MY HEART &lt;br /&gt;AND TELL ME YOU LOVE ME, COME BACK AND HAUNT ME &lt;br /&gt;OH AND I RUSH TO THE START &lt;br /&gt;RUNNING IN CIRCLES, CHASING TAILS &lt;br /&gt;COMING BACK AS WE ARE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY SAID IT WAS EASY &lt;br /&gt;OH IT´S SUCH A SHAME FOR US TO PART &lt;br /&gt;NOBODY SAID IT WAS EASY &lt;br /&gt;NO ONE EVER SAID IT WOULD BE SO HARD &lt;br /&gt;I´M GOING BACK TO THE START&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-2766333852326568263?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/2766333852326568263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-212443678319109626</id><published>2009-09-08T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T04:04:23.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEROES DEL SILENCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-s-QGph3Slc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/-s-QGph3Slc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras fueron avispas&lt;br /&gt;y las calles como dunas&lt;br /&gt;cuando aùn te espero llegar...&lt;br /&gt;en un ataùd guardo tu tacto y&lt;br /&gt;una corona&lt;br /&gt;con tu pelo enmarañado&lt;br /&gt;queriendo encontrar un&lt;br /&gt;arco-iris infinito&lt;br /&gt;Mis manos que aùn son de hueso&lt;br /&gt;y tu vientre sabe a pan&lt;br /&gt;la catedral es tu cuerpo...&lt;br /&gt;eras verano y mil tormentas, yo&lt;br /&gt;el leòn que sonrìe a las paredes&lt;br /&gt;que he vuelto a pintar del&lt;br /&gt;mismo color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se distinguir entre besos y&lt;br /&gt;raìces&lt;br /&gt;no sè distinguir lo complicado&lt;br /&gt;de lo simple&lt;br /&gt;y ahora estàs en mi lista de&lt;br /&gt;promesas a olvidar&lt;br /&gt;todo arde si le aplicas la chispa&lt;br /&gt;adecuada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El fuego que era a veces propio&lt;br /&gt;la ceniza siempre ajena&lt;br /&gt;blanca esperma resbalando&lt;br /&gt;por la espina dorsal&lt;br /&gt;ya somos màs viejos y sinceros,&lt;br /&gt;y què màs da&lt;br /&gt;si miramos la "laguna"&lt;br /&gt;como llaman a la eternidad&lt;br /&gt;de la ausencia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-212443678319109626?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/212443678319109626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/09/heroes-del-silencio.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/212443678319109626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>U2 en Barcelona.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SqDbRY5C1qI/AAAAAAAACFE/3oe7Rc12910/s1600-h/U2-BARCELONA-360-TOUR-30-JUNIO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SqDbRY5C1qI/AAAAAAAACFE/3oe7Rc12910/s320/U2-BARCELONA-360-TOUR-30-JUNIO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377539046866343586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C5MjeljkTeI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/C5MjeljkTeI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8909234305115785764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8909234305115785764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/09/caribbean-blue.html' title='Caribbean Blue'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3792994858154210059</id><published>2009-09-03T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T03:42:59.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AEROSMITH - JUST FEEL BETTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EHgSo7XHCJc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/EHgSo7XHCJc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I feel stranded&lt;br /&gt;And I can't tell anymore&lt;br /&gt;If we coming or I'm going&lt;br /&gt;It's not how I planed it&lt;br /&gt;I've got the key to the door&lt;br /&gt;But it just won't open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;Part of me says let it go&lt;br /&gt;That life happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;I don't, I don't, I don't&lt;br /&gt;It goes I never went before&lt;br /&gt;But this time, this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try anything that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't see through the haze around me&lt;br /&gt;And I do anything that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find my way&lt;br /&gt;Girl I need a change&lt;br /&gt;And I do anything that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;Any little thing that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I need you to hold me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little far from the shore&lt;br /&gt;And I'm afraid of sinking&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one knows me&lt;br /&gt;And who doesn't ignore&lt;br /&gt;That my soul is weeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;Part of me says let it go&lt;br /&gt;Everything must have it seasons&lt;br /&gt;Round and round it goes&lt;br /&gt;And every day's a one before&lt;br /&gt;But this time, this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try anything that just feels better&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't see through the haze around me&lt;br /&gt;And I do anything that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find my way&lt;br /&gt;God I need a change&lt;br /&gt;And I do anything that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;Any little thing that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long to hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;To all things I ought to leave behind, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It's really getting nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a little help this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try anything that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't see through the haze around me&lt;br /&gt;And I do anything that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find my way&lt;br /&gt;Girl I need a change&lt;br /&gt;And I do anything that just feel better&lt;br /&gt;Any little thing that just feel better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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BETTER'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3552312426379334701</id><published>2009-09-03T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T03:37:39.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENYA - WATERMARK</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oiFTXckh0zU&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oiFTXckh0zU&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;enya no es un grupo que escuche usualmente, pero un amigo "culturizándome" cómo dice él, me pasó esta canción... me avisó que era triste pero preciosa, y no se equivocaba :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3552312426379334701?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3552312426379334701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8339929923106120606</id><published>2009-08-29T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:17:59.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedia'/><title type='text'>La nieve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SplGX5_4m2I/AAAAAAAACEs/3RErVuwXYsg/s1600-h/munieco_nieve_luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SplGX5_4m2I/AAAAAAAACEs/3RErVuwXYsg/s400/munieco_nieve_luz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375405006763105122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Monólogo que trata sobre un argentino de Santa Fe cuando se va a vivir al Canadá. No tiene desperdicio como el argentino va perdiendo su paciencia y cada vez hecha más de menos su tierra natal.&lt;br /&gt;Narrado con mucha gracia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z0YiiZwJoEE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z0YiiZwJoEE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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/346646288308782323-8339929923106120606?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8339929923106120606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-nieve.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8339929923106120606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8339929923106120606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-nieve.html' title='La nieve'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SplGX5_4m2I/AAAAAAAACEs/3RErVuwXYsg/s72-c/munieco_nieve_luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-2975962017305461512</id><published>2009-08-25T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:59:25.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA OREJA DE VAN GOGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o7VDeLLlwX0&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o7VDeLLlwX0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un día de estos en que suelo pensar&lt;br /&gt;“ hoy va a ser el día menos pensado”,&lt;br /&gt;nos hemos cruzado, has decidido mirar,&lt;br /&gt;a los ojitos azules que ahora van a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde el momento en el que te conocí&lt;br /&gt;resumiendo con prisas tiempo de silencio&lt;br /&gt;te juro que a nadie le he vuelto a decir&lt;br /&gt;que tenemos el récord del mundo en querernos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada&lt;br /&gt;a que llegaras con rosas, con mil rosas para mí,&lt;br /&gt;porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas&lt;br /&gt;que no importa si es muy tonto, soy así.&lt;br /&gt;y aún me parece mentira que se escape mi vida&lt;br /&gt;imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aquí,&lt;br /&gt;donde los viernes cada tarde, como siempre,&lt;br /&gt;la esperanza dice "quieta, hoy quizás sí..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escapando una noche de un bostezo de sol&lt;br /&gt;me pediste que te diera un beso.&lt;br /&gt;con lo baratos que salen mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;qué te cuesta callarme con uno de esos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasaron seis meses y me dijiste adiós,&lt;br /&gt;un placer coincidir en esta vida.&lt;br /&gt;allí me quedé, en una mano el corazón,&lt;br /&gt;y en la otra excusas que ni tú entendías.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada&lt;br /&gt;a que llegaras con rosas, con mil rosas para mí,&lt;br /&gt;porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas&lt;br /&gt;que no importa si es muy tonto, soy así.&lt;br /&gt;y aún me parece mentira que se escape mi vida&lt;br /&gt;imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aquí,&lt;br /&gt;donde los viernes cada tarde, como siempre,&lt;br /&gt;la esperanza dice "quieta, hoy quizás sí..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es que empiezo a pensar&lt;br /&gt;que el amor verdadero es tan sólo el primero.&lt;br /&gt;y es que empiezo a sospechar&lt;br /&gt;que los demás son sólo para olvidar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada&lt;br /&gt;a que llegaras con rosas, con mil rosas para mí,&lt;br /&gt;porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas&lt;br /&gt;que no importa si es muy tonto, soy así.&lt;br /&gt;y aún me parece mentira que se escape mi vida&lt;br /&gt;imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aquí,&lt;br /&gt;dondé los viernes cada tarde, como siempre,&lt;br /&gt;la esperanza dice "quieta, hoy quizás sí..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pnjLB8UT5U8&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pnjLB8UT5U8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igual que el mosquito más tonto de la manada&lt;br /&gt;yo sigo tu luz aunque me lleve a morir,&lt;br /&gt;te sigo como les siguen los puntos finales&lt;br /&gt;a todas las frases suicidas que buscan su fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igual que el poeta que decide trabajar en un banco&lt;br /&gt;sería posible que yo en el peor de los casos&lt;br /&gt;le hiciera una llave de judo a mi pobre corazón&lt;br /&gt;haciendo que firme llorando esta declaración:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me callo porque es más cómodo engañarse.&lt;br /&gt;Me callo porque ha ganado la razón al corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Pero pase lo que pase,&lt;br /&gt;y aunque otro me acompañe,&lt;br /&gt;en silencio te querré tan sólo a tí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igual que el mendigo cree que el cine es un escaparate,&lt;br /&gt;igual que una flor resignada decora un despacho elegante,&lt;br /&gt;prometo llamarle amor mío al primero que no me haga daño&lt;br /&gt;y reir será un lujo que olvide cuando te haya olvidado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero igual que se espera como esperan en la Plaza de Mayo&lt;br /&gt;procuro encender en secreto una vela no sea que por si acaso&lt;br /&gt;un golpe de suerte algún día quiera que te vuelva a ver&lt;br /&gt;reduciendo estas palabras a un trozo de papel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me callo porque es más cómodo engañarse.&lt;br /&gt;Me callo porque ha ganado la razón al corazón,&lt;br /&gt;pero pase lo que pase,&lt;br /&gt;y aunque otro me acompañe,&lt;br /&gt;en silencio te querré tan sólo&lt;br /&gt;me callo porque es más cómodo engañarse.&lt;br /&gt;Me callo porque ha ganado la razón al corazón,&lt;br /&gt;pero pase lo que pase,&lt;br /&gt;y aunque otro me acompañe,&lt;br /&gt;en silencio te querré,&lt;br /&gt;en silencio te amaré,&lt;br /&gt;en silencio pensaré tan solo en tí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_MAOe1wS10&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_MAOe1wS10&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensé que era un buen momento,&lt;br /&gt;por fin se hacía realidad,&lt;br /&gt;tanto oír hablar de tu silencio,&lt;br /&gt;dicen que te arrastra como el mar.&lt;br /&gt;Llené de libros mi maleta,&lt;br /&gt;también de fotos tuyas de antes,&lt;br /&gt;dibujé tu sonrisa junto a la mía,&lt;br /&gt;me dormí con tu abrigo en el sofá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar a tu lado,&lt;br /&gt;quiero mirarte y sentir,&lt;br /&gt;quiero perderme esperando,&lt;br /&gt;yo quiero quererte o morir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en el momento que vi tu mirada buscando mi cara,&lt;br /&gt;la madrugada del 20 de enero saliendo del tren,&lt;br /&gt;me pregunté que sería sin ti el resto de mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;y desde entonces te quiero, te adoro y te vuelvo a querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cogí un tren que no dormía,&lt;br /&gt;y vi tu cara en un cristal,&lt;br /&gt;Era un reflejo del sol de mediodía,&lt;br /&gt;era un poema de amor, para viajar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;quiero mirarte y sentir,&lt;br /&gt;quiero perderme esperando,&lt;br /&gt;yo quiero quererte o morir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te perdí&lt;br /&gt;y no te perdere&lt;br /&gt;nuuuuunca más te dejare&lt;br /&gt;Teeeeeee busque, muy lejos de aqui(de aqui)&lt;br /&gt;te encontré pensando en mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el momento que vi tu mirada buscando mi cara,&lt;br /&gt;la madrugada del 20 de enero saliendo del tren,&lt;br /&gt;me pregunté que sería sin ti el resto de mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;y desde entonces te quiero, te adoro y te vuelvo a querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntbnlYA5mI8&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntbnlYA5mI8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé si aún me recuerdas,&lt;br /&gt;nos conocimos al tiempo&lt;br /&gt;tú, el mar y el cielo&lt;br /&gt;y quién me trajo a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazaste mis abrazos&lt;br /&gt;vigilando aquel momento,&lt;br /&gt;aunque fuera el primero,&lt;br /&gt;lo guardara para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera volver a nacer&lt;br /&gt;te vería cada día amanecer&lt;br /&gt;sonriendo como cada vez,&lt;br /&gt;como aquella vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Te voy a escribir la canción más bonita del mundo,&lt;br /&gt;voy a capturar nuestra historia en tan solo un segundo.&lt;br /&gt;y un día verás que este loco de a poco se olvida,&lt;br /&gt;por mucho que pasen los años de largo en su vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El día de la despedida&lt;br /&gt;de esta playa de mi vida&lt;br /&gt;te hice una promesa:&lt;br /&gt;volverte a ver así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más de cincuenta veranos&lt;br /&gt;hace hoy que no nos vemos&lt;br /&gt;ni tú, ni el mar ni el cielo&lt;br /&gt;ni quien me trajo a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera volver a nacer&lt;br /&gt;te vería cada día amanecer&lt;br /&gt;sonriendo como cada vez,&lt;br /&gt;como aquella vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te voy a escribir la canción más bonita del mundo,&lt;br /&gt;voy a capturar nuestra historia en tan solo un segundo.&lt;br /&gt;y un día verás que este loco de a poco se olvida,&lt;br /&gt;por mucho que pasen los años de largo en su vida. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hace un par de horas he llegado de ver en concierto a amaia montero, y me ha sorprendido porque a pesar de que iba con la idea de conocerme solo dos canciones, resulta que ha cantado bastantes de la oreja de van gogh... y la chica lo ha hecho muy bien, tiene muy buen directo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-2975962017305461512?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/2975962017305461512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-oreja-de-van-gogh.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/2975962017305461512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/2975962017305461512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-oreja-de-van-gogh.html' title='LA OREJA DE VAN GOGH'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3510930917620384952</id><published>2009-08-24T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:53:07.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lwS_YDzxH3M&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/lwS_YDzxH3M&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer, todos mis problemas parecian estar lejos,&lt;br /&gt;ahora parece como si estuvieran aqui para&lt;br /&gt;quedarse, oh yo creo en el ayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente, no soy la mitad del hombre que&lt;br /&gt;solía ser, hay una sombra que esta colgando&lt;br /&gt;de mí. Oh, el ayer llego de repente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por qué ella tuvo que irse? no lo se,&lt;br /&gt;ella no lo diría, dije algo mal, ahora&lt;br /&gt;anhelo por el ayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer, el amor era un juego tan fácil de&lt;br /&gt;jugar. Ahora necesito un lugar para esconderme&lt;br /&gt;lejos. Oh, creo en el ayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por qué ella tuvo que irse? no lo se. Ella&lt;br /&gt;no lo diría. Dije algo mal, ahora anhelo&lt;br /&gt;por el ayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3510930917620384952?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3510930917620384952/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3510930917620384952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3510930917620384952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-1179662337071811345</id><published>2009-08-21T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:13:39.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OASIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/So7jtUpW58I/AAAAAAAAAHU/kAHCZOQLA64/s1600-h/oasis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/So7jtUpW58I/AAAAAAAAAHU/kAHCZOQLA64/s320/oasis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372481773275375554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6hzrDeceEKc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/6hzrDeceEKc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS GONNA BE THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;THAT THEY´RE GONNA THROW IT BACK TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;BY NOW YOU SHOULD´VE SOMEHOW&lt;br /&gt;REALIZED WHAT YOU GOTTA DO&lt;br /&gt;I DON´T BELIEVE THAT ANYBODY&lt;br /&gt;FEELS THE WAY I DO ABOUT YOU NOW &lt;br /&gt;BACKBEAT THE WORD IS ON THE STREET&lt;br /&gt;THAT THE FIRE IN YOUR HEART IS OUT&lt;br /&gt;I´M SURE YOU´VE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU NEVER REALLY HAD A DOUBT&lt;br /&gt;I DON´T BELIEVE THAT ANYBODY FEELS&lt;br /&gt;THE WAY I DO ABOUT YOU NOW &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL THE ROADS WE HAVE TO WALK ARE WINDING&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL THE LIGHTS THAT LEAD US THERE ARE BLINDING&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE MANY THINGS THAT I WOULD&lt;br /&gt;LIKE TO SAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON´T KNOW HOW &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE GONNA BE THE ONE THAT SAVES ME ?&lt;br /&gt;AND AFTER ALL&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE MY WONDERWALL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS GONNA BE THE DAY?&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEY´LL NEVER THROW IT BACK TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;BY NOW YOU SHOULD´VE SOMEHOW&lt;br /&gt;REALIZED WHAT YOU´RE NOT TO DO&lt;br /&gt;I DON´T BELIEVE THAT ANYBODY&lt;br /&gt;FEELS THE WAY I DO&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT YOU NOW &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL THE ROADS THAT LEAD YOU THERE ARE WINDING&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL THE LIGHTS THAT LIGHT THE WAY ARE BLINDING&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE MANY THINGS THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON´T KNOW HOW &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAID MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE GONNA BE THE ONE THAT SAVES ME ?&lt;br /&gt;AND AFTER ALL&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE MY WONDERWALL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAID MAYBE (SAID MAYBE)&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE GONNA BE THE ONE THAT SAVES ME ?&lt;br /&gt;AND AFTER ALL&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE MY WONDERWALL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAID MAYBE (SAID MAYBE)&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE GONNA BE THE ONE THAT SAVES ME? (THAT SAVES ME)&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE GONNA BE THE ONE THAT SAVES ME? (THAT SAVES ME)&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE GONNA BE THE ONE THAT SAVES ME? (THAT SAVES ME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOY VA A SER EL DÍA&lt;br /&gt;EN QUE ELLOS VAN A RECORDARTE LO QUE PASÓ&lt;br /&gt;TÚ YA DEBERÍAS DE ALGÚN MODO&lt;br /&gt;HABERTE DADO CUENTA DE LO QUE TIENES QUE HACER&lt;br /&gt;YO NO CREO QUE NADIE&lt;br /&gt;SIENTA LO QUE SIENTO POR TI AHORA &lt;br /&gt;OTRA VEZ,EL CHISME QUE ESTÁ EN LAS CALLES&lt;br /&gt;ES QUE TU CORAZÓN ESTÁ QUEMÁNDOSE&lt;br /&gt;ESTOY SEGURO QUE LO HAS ESCUCHADO ANTES&lt;br /&gt;PERO REALMENTE NUNCA DUDASTE&lt;br /&gt;YO NO CREO QUE NADIE&lt;br /&gt;SIENTA LO QUE SIENTO POR TI AHORA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y TODOS LOS CAMINOS EN LOS QUE TENEMOS QUE ANDAR ESTÁN PONIÉNDOSE DIFÍCILES&lt;br /&gt;Y TODAS LAS LUCES QUE NOS GUÍAN HACIA ALLÁ ESTÁN APAGÁNDOSE&lt;br /&gt;HAY MUCHAS COSAS QUE&lt;br /&gt;ME GUSTARÍAN DECIRTE&lt;br /&gt;PERO NO SÉ CÓMO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE TALVÉZ&lt;br /&gt;VAS A SER LA ÚNICA QUE ME SALVE?&lt;br /&gt;Y DESPUÉS DE TODO&lt;br /&gt;ERES MI MARAVILLOSO APOYO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOY IBA A SER EL DÍA?&lt;br /&gt;PERO ELLOS NUNCA TE LO VOLVERÁN A RECORDAR&lt;br /&gt;POR AHORA YA DEBERÍAS DE ALGÚN MODO&lt;br /&gt;HABERTE DADO CUENTA DE LO QUE NO VAS A HACER&lt;br /&gt;YO NO CREO QUE NADIE&lt;br /&gt;SIENTA LO QUE SIENTO POR TI AHORA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y TODOS LOS CAMINOS QUE TE GUÍAN HACIA ALLÁ ESTÁN PONIÉNDOSE DIFÍCILES&lt;br /&gt;Y TODAS LAS LUCES QUE ILUMINAN EL CAMINO ESTÁN APAGÁNDOSE&lt;br /&gt;HAY MUCHAS COSAS QUE&lt;br /&gt;ME GUSTARÍAN DECIRTE&lt;br /&gt;PERO NO SÉ CÓMO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIJE QUE TALVÉZ&lt;br /&gt;VAS A SER LA ÚNICA QUE ME SALVE?&lt;br /&gt;Y DESPUÉS DE TODO&lt;br /&gt;ERES MI MARAVILLOSO APOYO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIJE QUE TALVÉZ&lt;br /&gt;VAS A SER LA ÚNICA QUE ME SALVE?&lt;br /&gt;Y DESPUÉS DE TODO&lt;br /&gt;ERES MI MARAVILLOSO APOYO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIJE QUE TALVÉZ (DIJE QUE TALVÉZ)&lt;br /&gt;VAS A SER LA ÚNICA QUE ME SALVE?&lt;br /&gt;Y DESPUÉS DE TODO&lt;br /&gt;ERES MI MARAVILLOSO APOYO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIJE QUE TALVÉZ (DIJE QUE TALVÉZ)&lt;br /&gt;VAS A SER LA ÚNICA QUE ME SALVE?(QUE ME SALVE)&lt;br /&gt;VAS A SER LA ÚNICA QUE ME SALVE?(QUE ME SALVE)&lt;br /&gt;VAS A SER LA ÚNICA QUE ME SALVE?(QUE ME SALVE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8OipmKFDeM&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/r8OipmKFDeM&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slip inside the eye of your mind&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you might find&lt;br /&gt;A better place to play&lt;br /&gt;You said that you’d never been&lt;br /&gt;But all the things that you’ve seen&lt;br /&gt;Are gonna fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start a revolution from my bed&lt;br /&gt;Cos you said the brains&lt;br /&gt;I have went to my head&lt;br /&gt;Step outside the summertime’s in bloom&lt;br /&gt;Stand up besides the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;Take that look from off your face&lt;br /&gt;Cos you aint ever gonna burnt my heart out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sally can wait she knows&lt;br /&gt;its too late&lt;br /&gt;As were walking on by&lt;br /&gt;Her soul slides away&lt;br /&gt;but don’t look back in anger&lt;br /&gt;I heard you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place where you go&lt;br /&gt;Where nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;If its night or day&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t put your life in the hands&lt;br /&gt;Of a Rock n Roll band&lt;br /&gt;Who’ll throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sally can wait she knows&lt;br /&gt;its too late&lt;br /&gt;As were walking on by&lt;br /&gt;Her soul slides away&lt;br /&gt;but don’t look back in anger&lt;br /&gt;I heard you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuélate en el ojo de tu mente&lt;br /&gt;¿No sabes lo que podrías encontrar?&lt;br /&gt;Un lugar mejor para jugar&lt;br /&gt;Tú dijiste que nunca estarías&lt;br /&gt;Pero todo lo que has visto&lt;br /&gt;Va a apagarse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que comienzo una revolución desde mi cama&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu dijiste que la inteligencia&lt;br /&gt;que tengo fue a mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Pasa del verano floreciente&lt;br /&gt;Levántate además sobre la chimenea&lt;br /&gt;Quita esa mirada de tu cara&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu nunca vas a agotar mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que Sally puede esperar, sabe&lt;br /&gt;que es demasiado tarde&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estabamos caminando&lt;br /&gt;Su alma se desliza,&lt;br /&gt;pero no vuelvas a enfadarte&lt;br /&gt;Te oí decir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llévame al lugar donde vas&lt;br /&gt;Donde nadie sabe&lt;br /&gt;Si es de día o de noche&lt;br /&gt;Por favor no pongas tu vida en manos&lt;br /&gt;De una banda de Rock n Roll&lt;br /&gt;Que la echarán a perder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que Sally puede esperar, sabe&lt;br /&gt;que es demasiado tarde&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estabamos caminando&lt;br /&gt;Su alma se desliza,&lt;br /&gt;pero no vuelvas a enfadarte&lt;br /&gt;Te oí decir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p29MG7wn4F8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/p29MG7wn4F8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO BE MYSELF&lt;br /&gt;I CAN´T BE NO ONE ELSE&lt;br /&gt;I´M FEELING SUPERSONIC&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME GIN AND TONIC&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL BUT HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT IT?&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAKE ME LAUGH&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME YOUR AUTOGRAPH&lt;br /&gt;CAN I RIDE WITH YOU IN YOUR B.M.W ?&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN SAIL WITH ME IN MY YELLOW SUBMARINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEED TO FIND OUT&lt;br /&gt;´COS NO ONE´S GONNA TELL YOU WHAT I´M ON ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEED TO FIND A WAY FOR WHAT YOU WANT TO SAY&lt;br /&gt;BUT BEFORE TOMORROW &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;´COS MY FRIEND SAID HE´D TAKE YOU HOME&lt;br /&gt;HE SITS IN A CORNER ALL ALONE&lt;br /&gt;HE LIVES UNDER A WATERFALL&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY CAN SEE HIM&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY CAN EVER HEAR HIM CALL&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY CAN EVER HEAR HIM CALL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEED TO BE YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN´T BE NO ONE ELSE&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW A GIRL CALLED ELSA&lt;br /&gt;SHE´S INTO ALKA SELTZER&lt;br /&gt;SHE SNIFFS IT THROUGH A CANE ON A SUPERSONIC TRAIN&lt;br /&gt;SHE MADE ME LAUGH&lt;br /&gt;I GOT HER AUTOGRAPH&lt;br /&gt;SHE DONE IT WITH A DOCTOR ON A HELICOPTER&lt;br /&gt;SHE´S SNIFFIN IN HER TISSUE&lt;br /&gt;SELLIN´ THE BIG ISSUE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE NEEDS TO FIND OUT&lt;br /&gt;´COS NO ONE´S GONNA TELL YOU WHAT I´M ON ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;SHE NEEDS TO FIND A WAY FOR WHAT SHE WANTS TO SAY&lt;br /&gt;BUT BEFORE TOMORROW &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;´COS MY FRIEND SAID HE´D TAKE YOU HOME&lt;br /&gt;HE SITS IN A CORNER ALL ALONE&lt;br /&gt;HE LIVES UNDER A WATERFALL&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY CAN SEE HIM&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY CAN EVER HEAR HIM CALL&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY CAN EVER HEAR HIM CALL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NECESITO SER YO MISMO&lt;br /&gt;NO PUEDO SER NADIE MÁS&lt;br /&gt;ME SIENTO SUPERSÓNICO&lt;br /&gt;DÁME GIN CON AGUA TÓNICA&lt;br /&gt;PUEDAS TENERLO TODO PERO, CUÁNTO LO DESEAS?&lt;br /&gt;ME HACES REIR&lt;br /&gt;DÁME TU AUTÓGRAFO&lt;br /&gt;PUEDO PASEAR CONTIGO EN TU B.M.W ?&lt;br /&gt;TÚ PUEDES NAVEGAR CONMIGO EN MI SUBMARINO AMARILLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NECESITAS DESCUBRIRLO&lt;br /&gt;PUES NADIE TE VA A DECIR LO QUE ME PROPONGO&lt;br /&gt;NECESITAS ENCONTRAR UN CAMINO PARA LO QUE QUIERES DECIR&lt;br /&gt;PERO ANTES DE MAÑANA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUES MI AMIGO DIJO QUE TE LLEVARÍA A CASA&lt;br /&gt;SE SIENTA EN UNA ESQUINA TOTALMENTE SOLO&lt;br /&gt;ÉL VIVE DEBAJO DE UNA CAÍDA DE AGUA&lt;br /&gt;NADIE PUEDE VERLO&lt;br /&gt;NADIE PUEDE NI SIQUIERA OIRLO LLAMAR&lt;br /&gt;NADIE PUEDE NI SIQUIERA OIRLO LLAMAR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NECESITAS SER TU MISMO&lt;br /&gt;NO PUEDES SER NADIE MÁS&lt;br /&gt;CONOZCO A UNA CHICA LLAMADA ELSA&lt;br /&gt;ESTÁ METIDA EN ALKA SELTZER (UN TIPO DE DROGA)&lt;br /&gt;LA ABSORBE POR LA NARIZ A TRAVES DE UNA CAÑA EN UN TREN SUPERSÓNICO&lt;br /&gt;ME HIZO REIR&lt;br /&gt;TENGO SU AUTÓGRAFO&lt;br /&gt;LO HIZO CON UN DOCTOR EN UN HELICÓPTERO&lt;br /&gt;ELLA ESTÁ "JALANDO" EN SU TEJIDO&lt;br /&gt;VENDIENDO LA GRAN MERCANCIA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NECESITA DESCUBRIRLO&lt;br /&gt;PUES NADIE VA A DECIRTE LO QUE ME PROPONGO&lt;br /&gt;NECESITA ENCONTRAR UN CAMINO PARA LO QUE ELLA QUIERE DECIR&lt;br /&gt;PERO ANTES DE MAÑANA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUES MI AMIGO DIJO QUE TE LLEVARÍA A CASA&lt;br /&gt;SE SIENTA EN UNA ESQUINA TOTALMENTE SOLO&lt;br /&gt;ÉL VIVE DEBAJO DE UNA CAÍDA DE AGUA&lt;br /&gt;NADIE PUEDE VERLO&lt;br /&gt;NADIE PUEDE NI SIQUIERA OIRLO LLAMAR&lt;br /&gt;NADIE PUEDE NI SIQUIERA OIRLO LLAMAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3TqJa0RZOUc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/3TqJa0RZOUc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO KICKED A HOLE IN THE SKY SO THE HEAVENS WOULD CRY OVER ME?&lt;br /&gt;WHO STOLE THE SOUL FROM THE SUN IN A WORLD COME UNDONE AT THE&lt;br /&gt;SEAMS?&lt;br /&gt;LET THERE BE LOVE - LET THERE BE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE THE WEATHER IS CALM AS YOU SAIL UP YOUR HEAVENLY STREAM&lt;br /&gt;SUSPENDED CLEAR IN THE SKY ARE THE WORDS THAT WE SING IN OUR&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;LET THERE BE LOVE - LET THERE BE LOVE - LET THERE BE LOVE - LET&lt;br /&gt;THERE BE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON BABY BLUE&lt;br /&gt;SHAKE UP YOUR TIRED EYES&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD IS WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;MAY ALL YOUR DREAMING FILL THE EMPTY SKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IF IT MAKES YOU HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;KEEP ON CLAPPING&lt;br /&gt;JUST REMEMBER I´LL BE BY YOUR SIDE&lt;br /&gt;AND IF YOU ONLY GO, IT´S GONNA PASS YOU BY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIEN PATEO UN HOYO EN EL CIELO, QUE HIZO QUE TENGA QUE LLORAR SOBRE MI?&lt;br /&gt;QUIEN ROBO EL ALMA DEL SOL EN UN MUNDO QUE SE DESHACE HASTA REVENTAR?&lt;br /&gt;DEJA QUE HAYA AMOR, DEJA QUE HAYA AMOR&lt;br /&gt;ESPERO QUE EL CLIMA ESTÉ CALMO CUANDO NAVEGUES POR LOS RIACHUELOS PARADISIACOS&lt;br /&gt;LO LIMPIO SUSPENDIDO EN EL CIELO SON LAS PALABRAS QUE CANTAMOS EN NUESTROS SUEÑOS&lt;br /&gt;DEJA QUE HAYA AMOR, DEJA QUE HAYA AMOR&lt;br /&gt;DEJA QUE HAYA AMOR, DEJA QUE HAYA AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VEN NIÑA TRISTE&lt;br /&gt;REFRIEGATE TUS OJOS CANSADOS&lt;br /&gt;EL MUNDO ESTA ESPERANDO POR VOS&lt;br /&gt;TALVEZ TODO TU SUEÑO LLENE EL CIELO VACIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERO SI TE HACE FELIZ&lt;br /&gt;SIGUE APLAUDIENDO&lt;br /&gt;SOLO RECUERDA QUE YO VOY A ESTAR A TU LADO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-1179662337071811345?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/1179662337071811345/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/oasis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1179662337071811345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1179662337071811345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/oasis.html' title='OASIS'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/So7jtUpW58I/AAAAAAAAAHU/kAHCZOQLA64/s72-c/oasis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8635164736318296949</id><published>2009-08-21T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T06:05:05.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BSO'/><title type='text'>Cant fight the moonlight</title><content type='html'>Aprovechando que ponias canciones de esta cantante te pongo la que me gusta de esa pelicula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/idMqCsIdhjA&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/idMqCsIdhjA&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Bajo un cielo de amantes&lt;br /&gt;Voy a estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Y nadie va a estar alrededor&lt;br /&gt;Si piensas que no caerás&lt;br /&gt;Bien, simplemente espera&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que el sol se ponga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo la luz de la estrella - luz de la estrella&lt;br /&gt;Hay un sentimiento mágico - tan bueno&lt;br /&gt;Robará tu corazón esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedes tratar de resistir&lt;br /&gt;Intentar esconderte de mi beso&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabes que no puedes luchar contra la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;Profundo en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Entregarás tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabes que no puedes luchar contra la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;No, no puedes lucharla&lt;br /&gt;Va a llegar a tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay escape del amor&lt;br /&gt;Era una suave brisa&lt;br /&gt;Los tejidos es el hechizo en tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;No importa lo que pienses&lt;br /&gt;No durará demasiado&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que estés en mis brazos&lt;br /&gt;Bajo la luz de la estrella - luz de la estrella&lt;br /&gt;Nos perderemos en el ritmo - tan bueno&lt;br /&gt;El sentimiento robará tu corazón esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedes tratar de resistir&lt;br /&gt;Intentar esconderte de mi beso&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabes que no puedes luchar contra la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;Profundo en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Entregarás tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabes que no puedes luchar contra la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;No, no puedes lucharla&lt;br /&gt;No importa lo que hagas&lt;br /&gt;La noche va a llegar a ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No trates entonces&lt;br /&gt;Nunca vas a ganar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parte de mi la luz de la estrella - luz de la estrella&lt;br /&gt;Hay un sentimiento mágico - tan bueno&lt;br /&gt;Robará tu corazón esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedes tratar de resistir&lt;br /&gt;Intentar esconderte de mi beso&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabes que no puedes luchar contra la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;Profundo en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Entregarás tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabes que no puedes luchar contra la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;No, no puedes lucharla&lt;br /&gt;Puedes tratar de resistir&lt;br /&gt;Intentar esconderte de mi beso&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabes que no puedes luchar contra la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;Profundo en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Entregarás tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabes que no puedes luchar contra la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;No, no puedes lucharla&lt;br /&gt;Va a llegar a tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-8635164736318296949?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8635164736318296949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/cant-fight-moonlight.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8635164736318296949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8635164736318296949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/cant-fight-moonlight.html' title='Cant fight the moonlight'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-6868667350794826494</id><published>2009-08-20T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:01:58.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEANN RIMES</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6JXu98bn14&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/k6JXu98bn14&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to be alone in the night &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to have the rain on my shoe &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you, but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;I don't like to see the sky painted gray &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like when nothing's going my way &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to be the one with the blues &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you, but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;Love everything about the way you're loving me &lt;br /&gt;The way you lay your head &lt;br /&gt;Upon my shoulder when you sleep &lt;br /&gt;And I love to kiss you in the rain &lt;br /&gt;I love everything you do, oh I do &lt;br /&gt;I don't like to turn the radio on &lt;br /&gt;Just to find I missed my favorite song &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to be the last with the news &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you, but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;Love everything about the way you're loving me &lt;br /&gt;The way you lay your head &lt;br /&gt;Upon my shoulder when you sleep &lt;br /&gt;And I love to kiss you in the rain &lt;br /&gt;I love everything you do, oh I do &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to be alone in the night &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right &lt;br /&gt;And I don't like to have the rain on my shoes &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;But I do love you but I do love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cBSWjMtclQ&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/3cBSWjMtclQ&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, sometimes the time just slips away &lt;br /&gt;and you're left with yesterday &lt;br /&gt;left with the memories &lt;br /&gt;i, i'll always think of you and smile &lt;br /&gt;and be happy for the time i had you with me &lt;br /&gt;though we go our separate ways &lt;br /&gt;i won't forget so don't forget &lt;br /&gt;the memories we made &lt;br /&gt;Please remember &lt;br /&gt;please remember &lt;br /&gt;when i was there for you &lt;br /&gt;and you were there for me &lt;br /&gt;please remember &lt;br /&gt;our time together &lt;br /&gt;when time was yours and mine &lt;br /&gt;and we were wild and free &lt;br /&gt;please remember please remember me &lt;br /&gt;Good-bye, there's just no sadder word to say &lt;br /&gt;and it's sad to walk away &lt;br /&gt;with just the memories &lt;br /&gt;who's to know what might have been &lt;br /&gt;we leave behind a life and time &lt;br /&gt;we'll never know again &lt;br /&gt;Please remember &lt;br /&gt;please remember &lt;br /&gt;when i was there for you &lt;br /&gt;and you were there for me &lt;br /&gt;and remember please remember me &lt;br /&gt;Please remember &lt;br /&gt;please remember &lt;br /&gt;when i was there for you &lt;br /&gt;and you were there for me &lt;br /&gt;please remember &lt;br /&gt;our time together &lt;br /&gt;when time was yours and mine &lt;br /&gt;and we were wild and free &lt;br /&gt;then remember please remember me &lt;br /&gt;And how we laughed &lt;br /&gt;and how we smiled &lt;br /&gt;and how this world was yours and mine &lt;br /&gt;and how no dream was out of reach &lt;br /&gt;i stood by you, you stood by me &lt;br /&gt;we took each day and made it shine &lt;br /&gt;we wrote our names across the sky &lt;br /&gt;we ran so fast we ran so free &lt;br /&gt;and i had you and you had me &lt;br /&gt;please remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo, a veces simplemente se nos va de las manos&lt;br /&gt;Y tu estás en el ayer&lt;br /&gt;Junto a los recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;Yo, siempre pensaré en ti y sonreiré&lt;br /&gt;Y seré feliz por el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Que te tuve junto a mi&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de que nos vamos por caminos separados&lt;br /&gt;No olvidaré, nunca olvidaré&lt;br /&gt;Los recuerdos que creamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor recuerda, por favor recuerda&lt;br /&gt;Que estuve ahí para apoyarte&lt;br /&gt;Y que siempre me apoyaste&lt;br /&gt;Por favor recuerda, nuestros momentos juntos&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo era nuestro&lt;br /&gt;Y éramos salvajes y libres&lt;br /&gt;Por favor recuerda, por favor recuerda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adiós, no hay una palabra más triste&lt;br /&gt;Y es triste alejarse&lt;br /&gt;Con solo los recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;¿Quien puede saber lo que podría haber pasado?&lt;br /&gt;Todos tenemos una vida y un tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Nunca lo sabremos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor recuerda, por favor recuerda&lt;br /&gt;Que estuve ahí para apoyarte&lt;br /&gt;Y que siempre me apoyaste&lt;br /&gt;Y recuerda, por favor recuerda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor recuerda, por favor recuerda&lt;br /&gt;Que estuve ahí para apoyarte&lt;br /&gt;Y que siempre me apoyaste&lt;br /&gt;Por favor recuerda, nuestros momentos juntos&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo era nuestro&lt;br /&gt;Y éramos salvajes y libres&lt;br /&gt;Por favor recuerda, por favor recuerda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y como reímos y sonreímos&lt;br /&gt;Y como este mundo era nuestro&lt;br /&gt;Y como ningún sueño estaba fuera de alcance&lt;br /&gt;Yo estaba para ti, tu estabas para mi&lt;br /&gt;Tomábamos cada día y lo hacíamos brillar&lt;br /&gt;Escribimos nuestros nombres sobre el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Andábamos tan rápido, tan libremente&lt;br /&gt;Te tenía a ti, tu me tenías a mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor recuerda, por favor recuerda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-6868667350794826494?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/6868667350794826494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/leann-rimes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/6868667350794826494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/6868667350794826494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/leann-rimes.html' title='LEANN RIMES'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3547584567382382652</id><published>2009-08-16T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T09:18:33.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PEREZA - VIOLENTO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SogwbO2q_aI/AAAAAAAAAHM/czvQX5MwgL8/s1600-h/pereza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370595800041323938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SogwbO2q_aI/AAAAAAAAAHM/czvQX5MwgL8/s320/pereza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Este es el single de presentación del nuevo disco de pereza, dónde demuestran un punto de madurez musical y un pequeño giro en el estilo respecto al último cd, Aproximaciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kOd5KxNuxAc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kOd5KxNuxAc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violento amor,&lt;br /&gt;semanas rotas en dos.&lt;br /&gt;Cielo y sudor&lt;br /&gt;trocito de Rock and Roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuiste un putón&lt;br /&gt;pero eras my life&lt;br /&gt;de lo mejor&lt;br /&gt;que había visto hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrió las piernas&lt;br /&gt;fuego en mis venas&lt;br /&gt;es una estrella&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué has venido a hacer aqui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sigo tu velocidad&lt;br /&gt;siempre me quedo atrás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violento amor&lt;br /&gt;champagne, anfetas y adiós&lt;br /&gt;Fue de un tirón&lt;br /&gt;no estaba visto hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerró las piernas&lt;br /&gt;suenan sirenas&lt;br /&gt;era una estrella&lt;br /&gt;ya se largaba de aquí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sigo tu velocidad&lt;br /&gt;siempre me quedo atrás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces voy a ver si estás&lt;br /&gt;siempre me da por ahí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apreto el detonador&lt;br /&gt;volamos alto&lt;br /&gt;se coló en mi habitación&lt;br /&gt;mi amor de verano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy bastante regular&lt;br /&gt;me duermo en el portal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces voy a ver si estás&lt;br /&gt;siempre me da por ahí&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3547584567382382652?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3547584567382382652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/pereza-violento-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3547584567382382652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5795216807994777075</id><published>2009-08-16T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:35:27.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAX 'N' BUSTO - CADA COP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SogmN9Mg2vI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Y2ixMqhXm84/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SogmN9Mg2vI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Y2ixMqhXm84/s320/kiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370584576846519026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0qm97wc6AFs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/0qm97wc6AFs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada cop que miro d'arreglar que no faig bé&lt;br /&gt;sento que estic pitjor encara&lt;br /&gt;Cada cop que enrera vull anar per començar&lt;br /&gt;sembla com si estigués més lluny&lt;br /&gt;Cada cop que hi torno és com un rellotge que s'hagi desmuntat&lt;br /&gt;peces i peces que no saps mai com ordenar&lt;br /&gt;Cada cop més difícil se'm fa tenir-te aquí sempre al meu costat&lt;br /&gt;Dues espases afilades caminant damunt d'un fil&lt;br /&gt;que demà, es pot trencar, més val no esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com sol a la nit, com lluna al matí&lt;br /&gt;és com foc al bosc quan tu ets amb mi&lt;br /&gt;No és poder o voler, ni tan sols és fe&lt;br /&gt;potser ja és escrit i no s'hi pot fer res&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada cop que surto ara al carrer miro a la gent&lt;br /&gt;i noto com si hagués estat fora&lt;br /&gt;Cada cop que penso en el què fer doncs ha passat molt temps&lt;br /&gt;no sé mai per on començar&lt;br /&gt;Cada cop que respiro és com si l'aire em portés noves olors&lt;br /&gt;dolces i amargues, que em fan estar en un altre món&lt;br /&gt;Cada cop que em desperto, m'assec i penso&lt;br /&gt;si encara estic somiant&lt;br /&gt;Però quan la sort t'abandona no hi ha un camí per triar&lt;br /&gt;no vas mai cap enlloc, més val esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com sol a la nit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo no puc riure la mort ni del meu pitjor enemic&lt;br /&gt;no estic fet així, ni així seré mai, jo ho sé&lt;br /&gt;i sap tu que el temps dirà on ens ha portat el vent&lt;br /&gt;i si em necessites mai, volaré en contra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com sol a la nit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que trato de arreglar que no hago bien &lt;br /&gt;siento que estoy peor aún &lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que atrás quiero ir para empezar &lt;br /&gt;parece como si estuviera más lejos &lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que vuelvo es como un reloj que se haya desmontado &lt;br /&gt;piezas y piezas que no sabes nunca como ordenar &lt;br /&gt;Cada vez más difícil se me hace tener aquí siempre a mi lado &lt;br /&gt;Dos espadas afiladas caminando encima de un hilo &lt;br /&gt;que mañana, se puede romper, más vale no esperar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sol en la noche, como luna por la mañana &lt;br /&gt;es como fuego en el bosque cuando tú estás conmigo &lt;br /&gt;No es poder o querer, ni siquiera es fe &lt;br /&gt;quizá ya es escrito y no se puede hacer nada &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que salgo ahora en la calle miro a la gente &lt;br /&gt;y noto como si hubiera sido fuera &lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que pienso en el qué hacer pues ha pasado mucho tiempo &lt;br /&gt;no sé nunca por donde empezar &lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que respiro es como si el aire me llevara nuevas olores &lt;br /&gt;dulces y amargas, que me hacen estar en otro mundo &lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que me despierto, me siento y pienso &lt;br /&gt;si todavía estoy soñando &lt;br /&gt;Pero cuando la suerte t'abandona no hay un camino para elegir &lt;br /&gt;no vas nunca hacia ninguna parte, más vale esperar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sol en la noche ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no puedo reír la muerte ni de mi peor enemigo &lt;br /&gt;no estoy hecho así, ni así seré nunca, yo lo sé &lt;br /&gt;y sabe usted que el tiempo dirá donde nos ha llevado el viento &lt;br /&gt;y si me necesitas nunca, vuela en contra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sol en la noche ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5795216807994777075?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SogmN9Mg2vI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Y2ixMqhXm84/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8313973667632371078</id><published>2009-08-16T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:10:55.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTONIO VEGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoghTI8U2aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wZ07W1VRcIE/s1600-h/antonio+vega.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370579168341055906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoghTI8U2aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wZ07W1VRcIE/s320/antonio+vega.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Uno de los mejores canta autores de españa, que desgraciadamente se nos fue hace unos meses. aqui dejo unos de sus mejores temas que quedaran para el recuerdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5Kjx3lzVWM&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5Kjx3lzVWM&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azul, líneas en el mar, que profundo&lt;br /&gt;y sin domar acaricia una verdad.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, tú, no lo pienses más,&lt;br /&gt;o te largas de una vez o no vuelves nunca hacia atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se dejaba llevar, se dejaba llevar por ti,&lt;br /&gt;no esperaba jamás y no espera si no es por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca la oyes hablar, sólo habla contigo y nadie más,&lt;br /&gt;nada puede sufrir, que él no sepa solucionar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temor, alcohol de quemar,&lt;br /&gt;pon tus manos a volar o en tus ojos el terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azul, vuelve a reflejar y fundido con el sol&lt;br /&gt;reina un sueño con sonido a mar. Se dejaba llevar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g1VoZV0KKrE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g1VoZV0KKrE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde nos llevó la imaginación&lt;br /&gt;donde con los ojos cerrados&lt;br /&gt;se divisan infinitos campos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde se creó Ia primera luz&lt;br /&gt;germinó la semilla del cielo azul&lt;br /&gt;volveré a ese lugar donde nací&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De sol, espiga y deseo&lt;br /&gt;son sus manos en mi pelo&lt;br /&gt;De nieve, huracán y abismos&lt;br /&gt;el sitio de mi recreo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viento que en su murmullo parece hablar&lt;br /&gt;mueve el mundo y con gracia le ves bailar&lt;br /&gt;y con él el escenario de mi hogar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mar bandeja de plata, mar infernal&lt;br /&gt;es un temperamento natural&lt;br /&gt;poco o nada cuesta ser uno más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De sol, espiga y deseo&lt;br /&gt;son sus manos en mi pelo&lt;br /&gt;De nieve huracán y abismos&lt;br /&gt;el sitio de mi recreo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silencio, brisa y cordura&lt;br /&gt;dan aliento a mi locura&lt;br /&gt;Hay nieve, hay fuego, hay deseos&lt;br /&gt;allí donde me recreo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GmACEL_ddnw&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GmACEL_ddnw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si volviera a nacer, si empezara de nuevo,&lt;br /&gt;volvería a buscarte en mi nave del tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es el destino quien nos lleva y nos guia,&lt;br /&gt;nos separa y nos une a traves de la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos dijimos adios y pasaron los años,&lt;br /&gt;volvimos a vernos una noche de sábado,&lt;br /&gt;otro país, otra ciudad, otra vida,&lt;br /&gt;pero la misma mirada felina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces te mataria, y otras en cambio te quiero comer,&lt;br /&gt;ojillos de agua marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como hablar, si cada parte de mi mente es tuya&lt;br /&gt;y si no encuentro la palabra exacta, como hablar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como decirte que me has ganado poquito a poco&lt;br /&gt;tu que llegaste por casualidad, como hablar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como un pajaro de fuego que se muere en tus manos,&lt;br /&gt;un trozo de hielo desecho en los labios,&lt;br /&gt;la radio sigue sonando, la guerra ha acabado,&lt;br /&gt;pero las hogueras no se han apagado aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como hablar, si cada parte de mi mente es tuya,&lt;br /&gt;y si no encuentro la palabra exacta, como hablar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como decirte que me has ganado poquito a poco,&lt;br /&gt;tu que llegaste por casualidad, como hablar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces te mataria y otras en cambio te quiero comer,&lt;br /&gt;me estas quitando la vida, como hablar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_uhS9q9obVw&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_uhS9q9obVw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansat, cansat de fer-me mal,&lt;br /&gt;de viure en un engany,&lt;br /&gt;cansat de mi,&lt;br /&gt;que no sé allibera’m,&lt;br /&gt;fugir d´aquest desig&lt;br /&gt;que se que no és per a mi però no puc evitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansat d´aquesta soledat,&lt;br /&gt;d´haver-me enamorat&lt;br /&gt;del pas del temps,&lt;br /&gt;que fa caure en l´òblit&lt;br /&gt;allò que va ser etern.&lt;br /&gt;Cansat de veure-ho clar però no saber escapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No és massa tard per  tot allò que és important&lt;br /&gt;Estic tan cansat …però he de tornar a començar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quan s´aturarà aquest mal&lt;br /&gt;que crema i crema tant?&lt;br /&gt;Evaporat,&lt;br /&gt;que no deixi record&lt;br /&gt;d´aquells moments tan bons.&lt;br /&gt;Cansat que d´aquells núvols només  quedi fum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No és massa tard per  tot allò que és important&lt;br /&gt;(per a mi, com ser feliç).&lt;br /&gt;Estic tan cansat …però he de tornar a començar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Només vull  oblidar i trencar, no recordar mai&lt;br /&gt;més per viure en pau.&lt;br /&gt;Cansat d´haver callat, d´estar emprenyat, de&lt;br /&gt;ser fugaç, de ser real…, per què&lt;br /&gt;no puc existir així.&lt;br /&gt;No puc, no és per a mi, tan humà, despullat,&lt;br /&gt;que no puc existir, no vull pas fer-ho així.&lt;br /&gt;Cansat d´haver somiat…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quan podré somriure?&lt;br /&gt;Quan tornaré a viure?&lt;br /&gt;Quin va ser el pecat&lt;br /&gt;per sentir aquest desig&lt;br /&gt;que no té cap sentit,&lt;br /&gt;per viure sense viure tanta soledat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5724660757234955680?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-6154679608678335945</id><published>2009-08-12T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T05:45:08.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOSSOS Y MACACO - CORREN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoK4Y7KUceI/AAAAAAAAAG0/omEFyy60l7U/s1600-h/desesperaci%C3%B3n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoK4Y7KUceI/AAAAAAAAAG0/omEFyy60l7U/s320/desesperaci%C3%B3n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369056444116398562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUauOjvlB9o&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/xUauOjvlB9o&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És tard, no sé quina hora és&lt;br /&gt;però és fosc fa estona.&lt;br /&gt;És fàcil veure que no hi ets&lt;br /&gt;ni un paper, ja poc importa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poso els peus a terra, vui caminar,&lt;br /&gt;necessito despertar en un dia radiant&lt;br /&gt;Encara em queda temps per descobrir&lt;br /&gt;tot allò que m’he amagat i que no m’he volgut dir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrren, corren pels carrers corren&lt;br /&gt;paraules que no s’esborren,&lt;br /&gt;imatges que no se’n van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ploren, ploren pels carrers ploren&lt;br /&gt;com gotes d’aigua s’enyoren&lt;br /&gt;aquells que ja no es veuran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macaco:&lt;br /&gt;Difícil descobrir qui sóc avui&lt;br /&gt;una gota em cau mentres una altra em treu la set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plou i fa sol alhora tum bala bala tum bala bala&lt;br /&gt;que m’apuntava a la meva, jo mateix em disparava&lt;br /&gt;raig de llum, il·lumina’m, treu-me el fum&lt;br /&gt;una revolució dins meu que seudiexo i es transforma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, no,no,no,no,no s’esborren&lt;br /&gt;em conformo amb mirar-me&lt;br /&gt;mirar-me d’endins cap enfora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On puc anar-te a buscar?&lt;br /&gt;Nena, no és broma,&lt;br /&gt;hauria d’haver estat diferent&lt;br /&gt;però en un moment s’han tancat les portes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poso els peus a terra vull caminar&lt;br /&gt;necessito despertar en un dia radiant&lt;br /&gt;encara em queda temps per descobrir&lt;br /&gt;tot allò que t’he amagat&lt;br /&gt;i que no t’he volgut dir…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corren…&lt;br /&gt;ploren…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-6154679608678335945?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/6154679608678335945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/es-tard-no-se-quina-hora-es-pero-es.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/6154679608678335945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-49206640111024594</id><published>2009-08-12T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T05:36:32.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA GOSSA SORDA - CAMALS MULLATS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoK2A61CTII/AAAAAAAAAGs/6-lOc-JF8nA/s1600-h/barrio-del-carmen-valencia-traspaso-local-de-tapeo-562052_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoK2A61CTII/AAAAAAAAAGs/6-lOc-JF8nA/s320/barrio-del-carmen-valencia-traspaso-local-de-tapeo-562052_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369053832687012994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7C6NsbQPe0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/z7C6NsbQPe0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinc de la matinada&lt;br /&gt;no esperava que acabarem&lt;br /&gt;pels carrers de ciutat vella&lt;br /&gt;tu davant i jo darrere.&lt;br /&gt;Valencia banyada,&lt;br /&gt;camals mullats,&lt;br /&gt;Valencia banyada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pel carrer de cavallers&lt;br /&gt;dalt de una bicicleta vella&lt;br /&gt;recorriem la distància&lt;br /&gt;i guardava l'equilibri&lt;br /&gt;fregan-te amb les galtes l'esquena,&lt;br /&gt;camals mullats,&lt;br /&gt;fregan-te l'esquena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrer de la pau,&lt;br /&gt;parterre, glorieta,&lt;br /&gt;semàfor de jutjats,&lt;br /&gt;frenada en sec&lt;br /&gt;i els dos a terra&lt;br /&gt;somrius i et bese a la dreta,&lt;br /&gt;govern militar,&lt;br /&gt;hi ha un tio en metralleta&lt;br /&gt;que ens mira molt mal,&lt;br /&gt;ja saps que passa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetes de la nit&lt;br /&gt;que fan que parlen les parets&lt;br /&gt;a la València&lt;br /&gt;de Blanquita i Estellés&lt;br /&gt;i hem fet música métrica sàtira,&lt;br /&gt;per canviar els teus desitjos&lt;br /&gt;per matar els teus silencis,&lt;br /&gt;finestres balcons que no esperen benet&lt;br /&gt;a la València&lt;br /&gt;de la FAI i de Basset&lt;br /&gt;i a cada barri se sent rebombori&lt;br /&gt;unim les nostres forces&lt;br /&gt;come together everybody&lt;br /&gt;he retrobat l'espurna&lt;br /&gt;l'altra cara de la lluna&lt;br /&gt;amb els veins del cabanyal&lt;br /&gt;i les veines de portades&lt;br /&gt;de la bunda l'espurna&lt;br /&gt;l'altra cara de la lluna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obrirem una altra porta evidenciant la mentida.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Jo tinc en ment una valencia on els carrers son de plata.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Jo soc pacient i per això reiterare fins que caiguen.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Ja hem obert totes les ments i els portons de les cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murs de la metropoli són de carbó&lt;br /&gt;les linies del metro la nostra presó&lt;br /&gt;spray i les parets de colors&lt;br /&gt;qui observa els mossos bon observador&lt;br /&gt;a la city li es igual per on sorti el sol&lt;br /&gt;sap que si aixeco el cap només hi veig pols&lt;br /&gt;el barri somriu perquè no estem sols&lt;br /&gt;parem els seus pals, exemples són molts&lt;br /&gt;pero cadascu amb el seu entorn&lt;br /&gt;xarxa d'afinitats dinamitant els ciments del món&lt;br /&gt;joventut i experiència&lt;br /&gt;referents potents desde Sants fins a valència&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obrirem una altra porta evidenciant la mentida.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Jo tinc en ment una valencia on els carrers son de plata.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Jo soc pacient i per això reiterare fins que caiguen.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Ja hem obert totes les ments i els portons de les cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hi ha tanta diferencia&lt;br /&gt;la ciutat té barrots de ferro&lt;br /&gt;Barna, Sants, València&lt;br /&gt;porten les seves credencials&lt;br /&gt;La Gossa Sorda Pirats Sound Sistema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heu sentit l'olor a podrit&lt;br /&gt;de traició bellesa morta i violència&lt;br /&gt;o es que algú a dit el nom de València&lt;br /&gt;en l'aire barreja de fem i salobre&lt;br /&gt;i sota terra la mort,&lt;br /&gt;la mort al metro dels pobres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obrirem una altra porta evidenciant la mentida.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Jo tinc en ment una valència on els carrers son de plata.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Jo soc pacient i per això reiterare fins que caiguen.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Ja hem obert totes les ments i els portons de les cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obrirem una altra porta evidenciant la mentida.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Jo tinc en ment una valencia on els carrers son de plata.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Jo soc pacient i per això reiterare fins que caiguen.&lt;br /&gt;T'estime, t'estimo, t'estim&lt;br /&gt;Ja hem obert totes les ments i els portons de les cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinc de la matinada,&lt;br /&gt;no esperava que acabarem&lt;br /&gt;pels carrers de ciutat vella,&lt;br /&gt;camals mullats...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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MULLATS'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoK2A61CTII/AAAAAAAAAGs/6-lOc-JF8nA/s72-c/barrio-del-carmen-valencia-traspaso-local-de-tapeo-562052_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8262393325692157436</id><published>2009-08-11T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:23:50.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Alegria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SoHvYToSgtI/AAAAAAAACDE/_b7M_Lz3_Qc/s1600-h/alegria2009-06-18-1245338161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SoHvYToSgtI/AAAAAAAACDE/_b7M_Lz3_Qc/s400/alegria2009-06-18-1245338161.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368835431667499730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fllDB3FK7pI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/fllDB3FK7pI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un lampo di vita&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un pazzo gridar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Del delittuoso grido&lt;br /&gt;Bel la ruggente pena, seren&lt;br /&gt;Come la rabbia di amar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un assalto di gioia&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;I see a spark of life shining&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;I hear a young minstrel sing&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful roaring scream&lt;br /&gt;Of joy and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;So extreme&lt;br /&gt;There is a love in me raging&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;A joyous, magical feeling&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un lampo di vita&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un pazzo gridar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Del delittuoso grido&lt;br /&gt;Bella ruggente pena, seren&lt;br /&gt;Come la rabbia di amar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un assalto di gioia&lt;br /&gt;Del delituoso grido&lt;br /&gt;Bella ruggente pena, seren&lt;br /&gt;Come la rabbia di amar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un assalto di gioia&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Como la luz de la vida&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Como un payaso que grita&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Del estupendo grito&lt;br /&gt;De la tristeza loca, serena&lt;br /&gt;Como la rabia de amar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Como un asalto de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;Del estupendo grito&lt;br /&gt;De la tristeza loca, serena&lt;br /&gt;Como la rabia de amar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Como un asalto de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;There is a love in me raging&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-8262393325692157436?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7995978331751113396</id><published>2009-08-10T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T05:46:06.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DANIEL POWTER - BAD DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoAVk3aLp8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ERVJBpZx_KY/s1600-h/untitlednn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368314478918870978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoAVk3aLp8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ERVJBpZx_KY/s320/untitlednn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hZQzbjU3z0&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hZQzbjU3z0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment when we need it the most&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to grey&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh.. Holiday..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;br /&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You've seen what you like&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando es el momento que necesitamos más&lt;br /&gt;Pateas las hojas y la magia se perdió&lt;br /&gt;Me dicen que mis cielos azules se volvieron grises&lt;br /&gt;Me dicen que mi pasión se marchó&lt;br /&gt;Y no necesito seguir adelante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigues las normas, solo para llegar a una nueva depresión&lt;br /&gt;Finges una sonrisa cuando pides un café para llevar&lt;br /&gt;Me dices que tu vida ha sido privada&lt;br /&gt;Te deshaces siempre&lt;br /&gt;Y yo no necesito seguir adelante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Vas a derrotar este&lt;br /&gt;Cantas una canción triste para dar la vuelta&lt;br /&gt;Dices que no sabes&lt;br /&gt;Me dices que no mienta&lt;br /&gt;Finges una sonrisa y sales a pasear&lt;br /&gt;Tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;La cámara no miente&lt;br /&gt;Te estás echando para atrás y no te importa en realidad&lt;br /&gt;Tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesitas un feriado con cielo azul&lt;br /&gt;El punto es que se ríen de lo que dices&lt;br /&gt;Y no necesito seguir adelante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Vas a derrotar este&lt;br /&gt;Cantas una canción triste para dar la vuelta&lt;br /&gt;Dices que no sabes&lt;br /&gt;Me dices que no mienta&lt;br /&gt;Finges una sonrisa y sales a pasear&lt;br /&gt;Tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;La cámara no miente&lt;br /&gt;Te estás echando para atrás y no te importa en realidad&lt;br /&gt;Tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh.. Día libre..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces el sistema se avería&lt;br /&gt;Y todo sale mal&lt;br /&gt;Podrías no lograr regresar y lo sabes&lt;br /&gt;Que podrías ser tan fuerte&lt;br /&gt;Y no estoy equivocado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está la pasión cuando más la necesitas?&lt;br /&gt;Oh tu y yo&lt;br /&gt;Pateas las hojas y la magia se perdió&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Vas a derrotar este&lt;br /&gt;Cantas una canción triste para dar la vuelta&lt;br /&gt;Dices que no sabes&lt;br /&gt;Me dices que no mienta&lt;br /&gt;Finges una sonrisa y sales a pasear&lt;br /&gt;Tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Tu has visto que te gusta&lt;br /&gt;Y como se siente una vez más&lt;br /&gt;Tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Tuviste un mal día&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuve un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Tuve un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Tuve un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Tuve un mal día&lt;br /&gt;Tuve un mal día&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Porque yo estoy teniendo un malísimo dia... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7995978331751113396?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7995978331751113396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/daniel-powter-bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7995978331751113396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7995978331751113396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/daniel-powter-bad-day.html' title='DANIEL POWTER - BAD DAY'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SoAVk3aLp8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ERVJBpZx_KY/s72-c/untitlednn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7248208270810276031</id><published>2009-08-09T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T03:05:55.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Futbol.'/><title type='text'>Presentacion del Valencia cf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ayer dia 08-08-09 tuvo lugar en Valencia la presentación del Valencia cf, en el Campo de Mestalla fue una presentacion emocionante en la que se canto el himno del Valencia por Leo Segarra.&lt;br /&gt;Luego se hizo el homenaje a Nino Bravo por los cantantes del musical de Nino Bravo.&lt;br /&gt;Y luego la presentación de todos los jugadores uno a uno.&lt;br /&gt;Fue una noche emocionante en la que hubo de todo lluvia, emoción, y una triste noticia la de la muerte del jugador del Español Daniel Jarque.&lt;br /&gt;Y se guardo un minuto de silencio en la segunda parte.&lt;br /&gt;El Valencia gano 2-0 goles de Michel y Villa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn7v1w5pDSI/AAAAAAAACAc/_nWqL-67NZg/s1600-h/DSC02808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn7v1w5pDSI/AAAAAAAACAc/_nWqL-67NZg/s400/DSC02808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367991512810982690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;LOS QUE FUIMOS UN PLACER ESTAR CON TODO VOSOTROS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn7waZsXI5I/AAAAAAAACAk/P-RmVkZNPOo/s1600-h/DSC02812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368004473852467634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn78YrqxrXI/AAAAAAAACCc/3L4vmhJL8qY/s1600-h/DSC02998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn78YrqxrXI/AAAAAAAACCc/3L4vmhJL8qY/s400/DSC02998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368005306841410930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn79HX8MFpI/AAAAAAAACCk/UnkKjKBkC5Y/s1600-h/DSC03010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn79HX8MFpI/AAAAAAAACCk/UnkKjKBkC5Y/s400/DSC03010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368006108999587474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMO ME HUBIERA GUSTADO ESTAR CON VOSOTROS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn_wYU4J09I/AAAAAAAACCs/y4JZZVi6L6Y/s1600-h/DSC04376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn_wYU4J09I/AAAAAAAACCs/y4JZZVi6L6Y/s400/DSC04376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368273581560681426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;PEÑA JUAN MATA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn_wiWmaNRI/AAAAAAAACC0/UZKqACcqDUg/s1600-h/DSC04388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sn_wiWmaNRI/AAAAAAAACC0/UZKqACcqDUg/s400/DSC04388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368273753821820178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7248208270810276031?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7248208270810276031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/presentacion-del-valencia-cf.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-9209360634424679512</id><published>2009-08-07T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:42:40.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Anabel Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Snw9FCUOMhI/AAAAAAAACAU/oaran0uE33Q/s1600-h/n_valencia_varios-55980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Snw9FCUOMhI/AAAAAAAACAU/oaran0uE33Q/s400/n_valencia_varios-55980.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367232012649116178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relato de Edgar Allan Poe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BuZMhbU5TPY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/BuZMhbU5TPY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;ANNABEL LEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace muchos, muchos años en un reino junto al mar&lt;br /&gt;habitó una señorita cuyo nombre era Annabel Lee&lt;br /&gt;y crecía aquella flor sin pensar en nada más&lt;br /&gt;que en amar y ser amada, ser amada por mi.&lt;br /&gt;Éramos sólo dos niños mas tan grande nuestro amor&lt;br /&gt;que los ángeles del cielo nos cogieron envidia&lt;br /&gt;pues no eran tan felices, ni siquiera la mitad&lt;br /&gt;como todo el mundo sabe, en aquel reino junto al mar.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso un viento partió de una oscura nube aquella noche&lt;br /&gt;para helar el corazón de la hermosa Annabel lee&lt;br /&gt;luego vino a llevársela su noble parentela&lt;br /&gt;para enterrarla en un sepulcro en aquel reino junto al mar.&lt;br /&gt;No luce la luna sin traérmela en sueños&lt;br /&gt;ni brilla una estrella sin que vea sus ojos&lt;br /&gt;y así paso la noche acostado con ella&lt;br /&gt;mi querida hermosa, mi vida, mi esposa.&lt;br /&gt;Nuestro amor era más fuerte que el amor de los mayores&lt;br /&gt;que saben más como dicen de las cosas de la vida&lt;br /&gt;ni los ángeles del cielo ni los demonios del mar&lt;br /&gt;separaran jamás mi alma del alma de Annabel Lee.&lt;br /&gt;No luce la luna sin traérmela en sueños&lt;br /&gt;ni brilla una estrella sin que vea sus ojos&lt;br /&gt;y así paso la noche acostado con ella&lt;br /&gt;mi querida hermosa, mi vida, mi esposa.&lt;br /&gt;En aquel sepulcro junto al mar&lt;br /&gt;en su tumba junto al mar ruidoso.&lt;br /&gt;Hace muchos, muchos años en un reino junto al mar&lt;br /&gt;habitó una señorita cuyo nombre era Annabel Lee&lt;br /&gt;y crecía aquella flor sin pensar en nada más&lt;br /&gt;que en amar y ser amada, ser amada por mi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-9209360634424679512?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/9209360634424679512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/anabel-lee.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/9209360634424679512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Felicidades.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnqSSUCK5DI/AAAAAAAACAM/jJclobi8iBU/s1600-h/tarjeta3dm6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnqSSUCK5DI/AAAAAAAACAM/jJclobi8iBU/s400/tarjeta3dm6.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366762749278479410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3UGG4Xz4i4&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/M3UGG4Xz4i4&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desearte lo mejor en este dia especial.&lt;br /&gt;Muchas felicidades&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7648574507838818330?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7648574507838818330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/felicidades.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7648574507838818330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7648574507838818330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/felicidades.html' title='Felicidades.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnqSSUCK5DI/AAAAAAAACAM/jJclobi8iBU/s72-c/tarjeta3dm6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-4888467894577521741</id><published>2009-08-05T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:05:00.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M CLAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnnxvBFGV8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/PA3nsiVXaH4/s1600-h/tristeza2_galeria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366586221034624962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnnxvBFGV8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/PA3nsiVXaH4/s320/tristeza2_galeria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UZOQDocIFoI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UZOQDocIFoI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para empezar&lt;br /&gt;diré que es el final&lt;br /&gt;no es un final feliz&lt;br /&gt;tan sólo es un final&lt;br /&gt;pero parece ser que ya no hay vuelta atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo te di&lt;br /&gt;diamantes de carbón&lt;br /&gt;rompí tu mundo en dos&lt;br /&gt;rompí tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;y ahora tu mundo esta burlándose de mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miedo&lt;br /&gt;de volver a los infiernos&lt;br /&gt;miedo a que me tengas miedo&lt;br /&gt;a tenerte que olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miedo&lt;br /&gt;de quererte sin quererlo&lt;br /&gt;de encontrarte de repente&lt;br /&gt;de no verte nunca más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oigo tu voz&lt;br /&gt;siempre antes de dormir&lt;br /&gt;me acuesto junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;y aunque no estás aquí&lt;br /&gt;en esta oscuridad la claridad eres tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miedo&lt;br /&gt;de volver a los infiernos&lt;br /&gt;miedo a que me tengas miedo&lt;br /&gt;a tenerte que olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miedo&lt;br /&gt;de quererte sin quererlo&lt;br /&gt;de encontrarte de repente&lt;br /&gt;de no verte nunca más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya se que es el final&lt;br /&gt;no habrá segunda parte.&lt;br /&gt;Y no se cómo hacer para borrarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para empezar&lt;br /&gt;diré que es el final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miedo&lt;br /&gt;de volver a los infiernos&lt;br /&gt;miedo a que me tengas miedo&lt;br /&gt;a tenerte que olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miedo&lt;br /&gt;de quererte sin quererlo&lt;br /&gt;de encontrarte de repente&lt;br /&gt;de no verte nunca más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aquí en el infierno&lt;br /&gt;oigo tu voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnnzPMBLiZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J5iATnl7yqY/s1600-h/dolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366587873238419858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnnzPMBLiZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J5iATnl7yqY/s320/dolor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZUItTOLoRTA&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/ZUItTOLoRTA&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún me cuesta admitir que eras lo mejor de mi, &lt;br /&gt;pero el día amanece, y nada me parece &lt;br /&gt;la mitad de perfecto, como cuando tu estabas aqui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es tan corrosivo este dolor &lt;br /&gt;y esta casa en ruinas que soy yo, soy yo &lt;br /&gt;Y es que estoy todo roto por dentro, &lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y deshecho &lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y no quiero seguir asi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra trampa en un cajón, zancadilla al corazón &lt;br /&gt;es que amor recalentado, nunca fue de tu agrado &lt;br /&gt;y yo no me acostumbro a la escarcha de mi habitación. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es tan corrosivo este dolor &lt;br /&gt;y esta casa en ruinas que soy yo, soy yo &lt;br /&gt;Y es que estoy todo roto por dentro &lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y deshecho &lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y no puedo seguir asi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero el día amanece, y nada me parece &lt;br /&gt;la mitad de perfecto, como cuando tu estabas aqui &lt;br /&gt;Y es tan corrosivo este dolor &lt;br /&gt;y esta casa en ruinas que soy yo, soy yo &lt;br /&gt;Y es que estoy todo roto por dentro &lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y deshecho &lt;br /&gt;estoy todo roto y no puedo seguir asi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy todo roto por dentro &lt;br /&gt;Estoy todo roto y deshecho &lt;br /&gt;Estoy todo roto y no quiero seguir asi.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-4888467894577521741?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/4888467894577521741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/m-clan.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4888467894577521741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4888467894577521741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/m-clan.html' title='M CLAN'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnnxvBFGV8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/PA3nsiVXaH4/s72-c/tristeza2_galeria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8459984034962811267</id><published>2009-08-03T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:02:31.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica'/><title type='text'>Canciones</title><content type='html'>ETERNAL FLAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sxf6Xd75yUo&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Sxf6Xd75yUo&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Dame tu mano, querido&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes mi corazón palpitar?&lt;br /&gt;¿Entiendes?&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes lo mismo?&lt;br /&gt;¿O solo estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;¿Está esto quemando una llama eterna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo creo&lt;br /&gt;Que está destinado a ser, querido&lt;br /&gt;Te veo cuando estás durmiendo&lt;br /&gt;Me perteneces a mí&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes lo mismo?&lt;br /&gt;¿O solo estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;¿O está esto quemando (quemando) una llama eterna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dí mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;El sol brilla a través de la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;Toda una vida tan sola&lt;br /&gt;Y despues tu vienes y acabas el dolor&lt;br /&gt;No quiero perder este sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dí mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;El sol brilla a través de la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;Toda una vida tan sola&lt;br /&gt;Y despues tu vienes y acabas el dolor&lt;br /&gt;No quiero perder este sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Dame tu mano, querido&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes mi corazón palpitar?&lt;br /&gt;¿Entiendes?&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes lo mismo?&lt;br /&gt;¿O solo estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;¿O está esto quemando una llama eterna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Dame tu mano, querido&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes mi corazón palpitar?&lt;br /&gt;¿Entiendes?&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes lo mismo?&lt;br /&gt;¿O solo estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;¿Está esto quemando una llama eterna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Dame tu mano, querido&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes mi corazón palpitar?&lt;br /&gt;¿Entiendes?&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes lo mismo?&lt;br /&gt;¿O solo estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaahh, una llama eterna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Dame tu mano, querido&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes mi corazón palpitar?&lt;br /&gt;¿Entiendes?&lt;br /&gt;¿Sientes lo mismo?&lt;br /&gt;¿O solo estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;¿Está esto quemando una llama eterna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7CuJ8cR9sg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/n7CuJ8cR9sg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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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height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7521714595284523253</id><published>2009-08-03T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:42:06.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>I'll Go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.ultimedia.com/swf/iframe_pub.php?width=480&amp;height=385&amp;id=ff3zx&amp;url_artist=http://www.jukebo.es/u2/videoclip,i-ll-go-crazy-if-i-don-t-go-crazy-tonight,ff3zx.html&amp;autoplay=0&amp;mdtk=0300010&amp;site=.fr" width="480" height="385" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" hspace="0" vspace="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;SPAN style="color:#000000; font:bold 11px verdana;"&gt;Ver todos  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jukebo.es/u2/videoclip,i-ll-go-crazy-if-i-don-t-go-crazy-tonight,ff3zx.html" style="color:#000000;text-decoration:underline;  font:bold 11px verdana;" target="_blank"&gt;videoclips U2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya te he podido poner las letras de la canción espero que te guste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a rainbow and she loves the peaceful life&lt;br /&gt;Knows I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a part of me in the chaos that's quiet&lt;br /&gt;And there's a part of you that wants me to riot&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs to cry or needs to spit&lt;br /&gt;Every sweet-tooth needs just a little hit&lt;br /&gt;Every beauty needs to go out with an idiot&lt;br /&gt;How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?&lt;br /&gt;A change of heart comes slow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a hill it's a mountain&lt;br /&gt;As you start out the climb&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe me or are you doubting?&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make it all the way to the light&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every generation gets a chance to change the world&lt;br /&gt;Pity the nation that won't listen to your boys and girls&lt;br /&gt;'Cos the sweetest melody is the one we haven't heard&lt;br /&gt;Is it true the perfect love drives out all fear?&lt;br /&gt;The right to appear ridiculous is something I hold dear&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but a change of heart comes slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a hill it's a mountain&lt;br /&gt;As you start out the climb&lt;br /&gt;Listen for me, I'll be shouting&lt;br /&gt;But we're gonna make it all the way to the light&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby, I know I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby, I know I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha, ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a hill it's a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Listen for me, I'll be shouting&lt;br /&gt;Shouting to the darkness, squeeze out sparks of light&lt;br /&gt;You know we'll go crazy&lt;br /&gt;You know we'll go crazy&lt;br /&gt;You know we'll go crazy, if we don't go crazy tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Slowly now&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me vuelvo loco Si no me vuelvo loco esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella es un arco iris y le encanta la vida pacífica&lt;br /&gt;Sabe que me vuelvo loco si no me vuelvo loco esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Hay una parte de mí en el caos que está tranquila&lt;br /&gt;Y hay una parte que quieres que se descontrole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo el mundo tiene que llorar o necesita escupir&lt;br /&gt;Todos los golosos necesitan un pequeño golpe&lt;br /&gt;Cada belleza tiene que salir con un idiota&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo puede estar al lado de la verdad y no verla?&lt;br /&gt;Un cambio en el corazón llega despacio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es una colina, es una montaña&lt;br /&gt;Como iniciaste el ascenso&lt;br /&gt;¿Me crees, o estas dudando?&lt;br /&gt;Vamos a hacer todo el camino hacia la luz&lt;br /&gt;Pero me vuelvo loco si no me vuelvo loco esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada generación tiene la oportunidad de cambiar el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Lástima que la nación no escuche a sus niños y niñas&lt;br /&gt;Porque la melodía más dulce es la que no hemos escuchado&lt;br /&gt;¿Es verdad que el amor perfecto expulsa el miedo?&lt;br /&gt;El derecho a aparecer ridículo es algo que aprecio&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pero un cambio en el corazón llega despacio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es una colina, es una montaña&lt;br /&gt;Como iniciar el ascenso&lt;br /&gt;Escuchar para mí, voy a estar gritando&lt;br /&gt;Vamos a hacer todo el camino hacia la luz&lt;br /&gt;Pero ahora me vuelvo loco si no voy esta noche loca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebé, bebé, bebé, sé que no estoy solo&lt;br /&gt;Bebé, bebé, bebé, sé que no estoy solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es una colina, es una montaña&lt;br /&gt;Como iniciaste el ascenso&lt;br /&gt;Escúchame, voy a estar gritando&lt;br /&gt;Gritando a la oscuridad, exprimiendo las chispas de la luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que nos volveremos locos&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que nos volveremos locos&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que nos volveremos locos si no nos volvemos locos esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente ahora&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7521714595284523253?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7521714595284523253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-go-crazy-if-i-dont-go-crazy-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7521714595284523253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7521714595284523253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-go-crazy-if-i-dont-go-crazy-tonight.html' title='I&apos;ll Go Crazy If I Don&apos;t Go Crazy Tonight'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7213875937496550871</id><published>2009-08-03T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:34:52.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROLLING STONES - ANGIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnbnMRQs4FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/n6Tv_BpyLHs/s1600-h/llorando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnbnMRQs4FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/n6Tv_BpyLHs/s320/llorando.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365730204036423762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hc48-_YSD10&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/hc48-_YSD10&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGIE, ANGIE, WHEN WILL THOSE CLOUDS ALL DISAPPEAR?&lt;br /&gt;ANGIE, ANGIE, WHERE WILL IT LEAD US FROM HERE?&lt;br /&gt;WITH NO LOVING IN OUR SOULS&lt;br /&gt;AND NO MONEY IN OUR COATS,&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN´T SAY WE´RE SATISFIED,&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANGIE, ANGIE, YOU CAN´T SAY WE NEVER TRIED.&lt;br /&gt;ANGIE, YOU´RE BEAUTIFUL, BUT AIN´T IT TIME WE SAID GOOD-BYE?&lt;br /&gt;ANGIE, I STILL LOVE YOU,&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER ALL THOSE NIGHTS WE CRIED?&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE DREAMS WE HELD SO CLOSE SEEMED&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL GO UP IN SMOKE,&lt;br /&gt;LET ME WHISPER IN YOUR EAR;&lt;br /&gt;ANGIE, ANGIE, WHERE WILL IT LEAD US FROM HERE?&lt;br /&gt;OH, ANGIE, DON´T YOU WEEP, ALL YOUR KISSES STILL TASTE SWEET,&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THAT SADNESS IN YOUR EYES,&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANGIE, ANGIE, AIN´T IT TIME WE SAID GOOD-BYE?&lt;br /&gt;WITH NO LOVING IN OUR SOULS&lt;br /&gt;AND NO MONEY IN OUR COATS,&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN´T SAY WE´RE SATISFIED,&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANGIE, I STILL LOVE YOU, BABY,&lt;br /&gt;EV´RYWHERE I LOOK I SEE YOUR EYES.&lt;br /&gt;THERE AIN´T A WOMAN THAT COMES CLOSE TO YOU,&lt;br /&gt;COME ON BABY, DRY YOUR EYES.&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANGIE, ANGIE, AIN´T IT GOOD TO BE ALIVE?&lt;br /&gt;ANGIE, ANGIE, THEY CAN´T SAY WE NEVER TRIED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7213875937496550871?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7213875937496550871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/rolling-stones-angie.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7213875937496550871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-4847240546802674117</id><published>2009-08-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:25:44.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEATLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Snbj1Py9MaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/q1A2ge9RXkw/s1600-h/beatles-1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Snbj1Py9MaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/q1A2ge9RXkw/s320/beatles-1600x1200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365726509971354018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vAqekT-GuA&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/6vAqekT-GuA&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE COME OLD FLAT TOP HE COME&lt;br /&gt;GROOVING UP SLOWLY HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;JOO JOO EYEBALL HE ONE&lt;br /&gt;HOLY ROLLER HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;HAIR DOWN TO HIS KNEE&lt;br /&gt;GOT TO BE A JOKER HE JUST DO WHAT HE PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WEAR NO SHOESHINE HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;TOE JAM FOOTBALL HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;MONKEY FINGER HE SHOOT&lt;br /&gt;COCA COLA HE SAY&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU, YOU KNOW ME&lt;br /&gt;ONE THING I CAN TELL YOU IS YOU GOT TO BE FREE&lt;br /&gt;COME TOGETHER RIGHT NOW OVER ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE BAG PRODUCTION HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;WALRUS GUMBOOT HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;ONO SIDEBOARD HE ONE&lt;br /&gt;SPINAL CRACKER HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;FEET DOWN BELOW HIS KNEE&lt;br /&gt;HOLD YOU IN HIS ARMCHAIR YOU CAN FEEL HIS DISEASE&lt;br /&gt;COME TOGETHER RIGHT NOW OVER ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE ROLLER COASTER HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;EARLY WARNING HE GOT&lt;br /&gt;MUDDY WATER HE ONE&lt;br /&gt;MOJO FILTER HE SAY&lt;br /&gt;ONE AND ONE AND ONE IS THREE&lt;br /&gt;GOT TO BE GOOD-LOOKING ´COS HE´S SO HARD TO SEE&lt;br /&gt;COME TOGETHER RIGHT NOW OVER ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME TOGETHER&lt;br /&gt;COME TOGETHER&lt;br /&gt;COME TOGETHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUÍ LLEGA EL VIEJO FLACUCHO&lt;br /&gt;CON SUS ANDARES PESADOS Y LENTOS&lt;br /&gt;LOS OJOS DESORBITADOS&lt;br /&gt;UN LIADOR SAGRADO&lt;br /&gt;EL PELO HASTA LAS RODILLAS&lt;br /&gt;TIENE QUE SER UN PASOTA PUES HACE LO QUE LE PLACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LLEVA LUSTRE EN LOS ZAPATOS&lt;br /&gt;LOS DEDOS DE LOS PIES AMONTONADOS DE JUGAR A FÚTBOL&lt;br /&gt;DEDO DE MONO&lt;br /&gt;SE CHUTA COCA COLA&lt;br /&gt;DICE, "YO TE 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/&gt;LAS SONRISAS VUELVEN A LOS ROSTROS&lt;br /&gt;CARIÑO&lt;br /&gt;PARECE COMO SI LA LUZ NO HUBIERA EXISTIDO DURANTE AÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA LLEGA EL SOL&lt;br /&gt;Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español&lt;br /&gt;YA LLEGA EL SOL&lt;br /&gt;Y YO DIGO QUE ESO ESTÁ BIEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOL SOL SOL&lt;br /&gt;AQUÍ LLEGA&lt;br /&gt;SOL SOL SOL&lt;br /&gt;AQUÍ LLEGA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARAO&lt;br /&gt;SIENTO CÓMO EL HIELO SE DERRITE LENTAMENTE&lt;br /&gt;CARAO&lt;br /&gt;PARECE COMO SI LA LUZ NO HUBIERA EXISTIDO DURANTE AÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA LLEGA EL SOL&lt;br /&gt;YA LLEGA EL SOL&lt;br /&gt;Y YO DIGO QUE ESO ESTÁ BIEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA LLEGA EL SOL&lt;br /&gt;YA LLEGA EL SOL&lt;br /&gt;ESO ESTÁ BIEN&lt;br /&gt;ESO ESTÁ BIEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BD3ovfZXO5Q&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/BD3ovfZXO5Q&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, DON´T MAKE IT BAD &lt;br /&gt;TAKE A SAD SONG AND MAKE IT BETTER &lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO LET HER INTO YOUR HEART &lt;br /&gt;THEN YOU CAN START TO MAKE IT BETTER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, DON´T BE AFRAID &lt;br /&gt;YOU WERE MADE TO GO OUT AND GET HER &lt;br /&gt;THE MINUTE YOU LET HER UNDER YOUR SKIN &lt;br /&gt;THE YOU BEGIN TO MAKE IT BETTER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ANYTIME YOU FEEL THE PAIN &lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE REFRAIN &lt;br /&gt;DON´T CARRY THE WORLD UPON YOUR SHOULDERS &lt;br /&gt;FOR WELL YOU KNOW THAT IT´S A FOOL &lt;br /&gt;WHO PLAYS IT COOL &lt;br /&gt;BY MAKING HIS WORLD A LITTLE COLDER &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE DON´T LET ME DOWN &lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE FOUND HER, NOW GO AND GET HER &lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO LET GET INTO YOUR HEART &lt;br /&gt;THEN YOU CAN START TO MAKE IT BETTER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LET IT OUT AND LET IT IN &lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE BEGIN &lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO PERFORM WITH &lt;br /&gt;AND DON´T YOU KNOW THAT IT´S JUST YOU &lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, YOU´LL DO &lt;br /&gt;THE MOVEMENT YOU NEED IS ON YOUR SHOULDER &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA YEAH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE &lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, DON´T MAKE IT BAD &lt;br /&gt;TAKE A SAD SONG AND MAKE IT BETTER &lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO LET HER UNDER YOUR SKIN &lt;br /&gt;THEN YOU CAN BEGIN TO MAKE IT BETTER &lt;br /&gt;BETTER, BETTER, BETTER, BETTER, BETTER, OH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA, NA NA NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA, HEY JUDE &lt;br /&gt;NA, NA NA NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA, HEY JUDE &lt;br /&gt;NA, NA NA NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA, HEY JUDE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OYE, JUDE, NO LO ESTROPEES &lt;br /&gt;COGE UNA CANCIÓN TRISTE Y MEJÓRALA &lt;br /&gt;RECUERDA QUE HAS DE HACERLE UN SITIO EN TU CORAZÓN &lt;br /&gt;SÓLO ASÍ PODRÁN IRTE MEJOR LAS COSAS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OYE, JUDE, NO TENGAS MIEDO &lt;br /&gt;NACISTE PARA HACERLA TUYA &lt;br /&gt;EN CUANTO LA METAS EN TU PIEL &lt;br /&gt;PODRÁN EMPEZAR A IRTE MEJOR LAS COSAS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y CADA VEZ QUE SIENTAS DOLOR &lt;br /&gt;OYE, JUDE, DÉJALO &lt;br /&gt;NO CARGUES CON EL MUNDO A TUS ESPALDAS &lt;br /&gt;PORQUE SABES MUY BIEN QUE ES DE IDIOTAS &lt;br /&gt;IR DE CHULO &lt;br /&gt;HACIENDO TU MUNDO UN POCO MÁS FRÍO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OYE, JUDE, NO ME FALLES &lt;br /&gt;AHORA QUE LA HAS ENCONTRADO, HAZLA TUYA &lt;br /&gt;RECUERDA, OYE, JUDE, QUE HAS DE HACERLE UN SITIO EN TU CORAZÓN &lt;br /&gt;SÓLO ASÍ PODRÁN IRTE MEJOR LAS COSAS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASÍ PUES, DÉJALA A SU AIRE &lt;br /&gt;OYE, JUDE, EMPIEZA YA &lt;br /&gt;ESTÁS BUSCANDO A ALGUIEN CON QUIEN TOCAR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Y NO SABES QUE ERES PRECISAMENTE TÚ? &lt;br /&gt;OYE, JUDE, LO HARÁS &lt;br /&gt;EL MOVIMIENTO QUE NECESITAS ESTÁ EN TUS HOMBROS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OYE, JUDE, NO LO ESTROPEES &lt;br /&gt;COGE UNA CANCIÓN TRISTE Y MEJÓRALA &lt;br /&gt;RECUERDA QUE HAS DE METERLA EN TU PIEL &lt;br /&gt;SÓLO ASÍ PODRÁN IRTE MEJOR LAS COSAS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA, NA NA NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA, HEY JUDE &lt;br /&gt;NA, NA NA NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA, HEY JUDE &lt;br /&gt;NA, NA NA NA NA NA NA &lt;br /&gt;NA NA NA NA, HEY JUDE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-4847240546802674117?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/4847240546802674117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/beatles.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4847240546802674117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4847240546802674117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/beatles.html' title='THE BEATLES'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Snbj1Py9MaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/q1A2ge9RXkw/s72-c/beatles-1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3732964183706920062</id><published>2009-08-03T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:13:21.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnbiE-D3HKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-65Upk-R2Hs/s1600-h/REM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnbiE-D3HKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-65Upk-R2Hs/s320/REM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365724581065071778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qnxYeyWCL0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/5qnxYeyWCL0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charades, pop skill&lt;br /&gt;Water hyacinth, named by a poet&lt;br /&gt;Imitation of life.&lt;br /&gt;Like a koi in a frozen pond.&lt;br /&gt;Like a goldfish in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats sugarcane that tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want the greatest thing&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing since bread came sliced.&lt;br /&gt;You've got it all, you've got it sized.&lt;br /&gt;Like a Friday fashion show teenager&lt;br /&gt;Freezing in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Trying to look like you don't try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats sugarcane that tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sugar cane that tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;That freezing rain, that's what you could.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sugarcane&lt;br /&gt;This lemonade&lt;br /&gt;This hurricane, I'm not afraid.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, c'mon no one can see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lightning storm&lt;br /&gt;This tidal wave&lt;br /&gt;This avalanche, I'm not afraid.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, c'mon no one can see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sugar cane that tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;That's who you are, that's what you could.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sugar cane that tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;That's who you are, that's what you could.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charadas, talento para el pop&lt;br /&gt;Jacinto de agua, nombrado por un poeta &lt;br /&gt;Imitación de la vida.&lt;br /&gt;Como un Koi en un estanque congelado&lt;br /&gt;Como un pez de colores en un tazón &lt;br /&gt;No quiero escucharte llorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa es una caña de azúcar que tenía un sabor tan bueno.&lt;br /&gt;Es canela, es Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos, vamos nadie te puede ver intentarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quieres lo más grande&lt;br /&gt;Lo mejor que hay &lt;br /&gt;Lo tienes todo, lo tienes evaluado.&lt;br /&gt;Como un show en viernes de moda adolescente &lt;br /&gt;Congelándote en la esquina&lt;br /&gt;Intentando lucir así no lo intentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa es una caña de azúcar que tenía un sabor tan bueno.&lt;br /&gt;Es canela, es Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos, vamos nadie te puede ver intentarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie te puede ver llorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa es una caña de azúcar que tenía un sabor tan bueno.&lt;br /&gt;Es canela, es Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos, vamos nadie te puede ver intentarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta caña de azúcar &lt;br /&gt;Esta limonada &lt;br /&gt;Este huracán, no tengo miedo.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos, vamos nadie te puede ver intentarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta tormenta de relámpagos&lt;br /&gt;Esta onda de marea&lt;br /&gt;A esta avalancha, no tengo miedo.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos, vamos nadie te puede ver intentarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa es una caña de azúcar que tenía un sabor tan bueno.&lt;br /&gt;Es canela, es Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos, vamos nadie te puede ver intentarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa es una caña de azúcar que tenía un sabor tan bueno.&lt;br /&gt;Es canela, es Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos, vamos nadie te puede ver intentarlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3732964183706920062?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3732964183706920062/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/charades-pop-skill-water-hyacinth-named.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3732964183706920062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-1905577839391849291</id><published>2009-08-02T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:20:38.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Donde estabas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aHczXKoBoWw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/aHczXKoBoWw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El año pasado me dijeron que escuchara esta canción y la verdad que me encanto.&lt;br /&gt;ya tienes una mas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-1905577839391849291?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/1905577839391849291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/donde-estabas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1905577839391849291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1905577839391849291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/donde-estabas.html' title='Donde estabas.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7482502847338045508</id><published>2009-08-02T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T06:56:16.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOB DYLAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSQUdqjBJjg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qSQUdqjBJjg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONCE UPON A TIME YOU DRESSED SO FINE&lt;br /&gt;YOU THREW THE BUMS A DIME IN YOUR PRIME, DIDN´T YOU?&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE´D CALL, SAY, "BEWARE DOLL, YOU´RE BOUND TO FALL"&lt;br /&gt;YOU THOUGHT THEY WERE ALL KIDDIN´ YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU USED TO LAUGH ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY THAT WAS HANGIN´ OUT&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU DON´T TALK SO LOUD&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU DON´T SEEM SO PROUD&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT HAVING TO BE SCROUNGING FOR YOUR NEXT MEAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;TO BE WITHOUT A HOME&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A ROLLING STONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU´VE GONE TO THE FINEST SCHOOL ALL RIGHT, MISS LONELY&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU KNOW YOU ONLY USED TO GET JUICED IN IT&lt;br /&gt;AND NOBODY HAS EVER TAUGHT YOU HOW TO LIVE ON THE STREET&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW YOU FIND OUT YOU´RE GONNA HAVE TO GET USED TO IT&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAID YOU´D NEVER COMPROMISE&lt;br /&gt;WITH THE MYSTERY TRAMP, BUT NOW YOU REALIZE&lt;br /&gt;HE´S NOT SELLING ANY ALIBIS&lt;br /&gt;AS YOU STARE INTO THE VACUUM OF HIS EYES&lt;br /&gt;AND ASK HIM DO YOU WANT TO MAKE A DEAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;TO BE ON YOUR OWN&lt;br /&gt;WITH NO DIRECTION HOME&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A ROLLING STONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEVER TURNED AROUND TO SEE THE FROWNS ON THE JUGGLERS AND THE CLOWNS&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THEY ALL COME DOWN AND DID TRICKS FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEVER UNDERSTOOD THAT IT AIN´T NO GOOD&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULDN´T LET OTHER PEOPLE GET YOUR KICKS FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU USED TO RIDE ON THE CHROME HORSE WITH YOUR DIPLOMAT&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARRIED ON HIS SHOULDER A SIAMESE CAT&lt;br /&gt;AIN´T IT HARD WHEN YOU DISCOVER THAT&lt;br /&gt;HE REALLY WASN´T WHERE IT´S AT&lt;br /&gt;AFTER HE TOOK FROM YOU EVERYTHING HE COULD STEAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;TO BE ON YOUR OWN&lt;br /&gt;WITH NO DIRECTION HOME&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A ROLLING STONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRINCESS ON THE STEEPLE AND ALL THE PRETTY PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;THEY´RE DRINKIN´, THINKIN´ THAT THEY GOT IT MADE&lt;br /&gt;EXCHANGING ALL KINDS OF PRECIOUS GIFTS AND THINGS&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU´D BETTER LIFT YOUR DIAMOND RING, YOU´D BETTER PAWN IT BABE&lt;br /&gt;YOU USED TO BE SO AMUSED&lt;br /&gt;AT NAPOLEON IN RAGS AND THE LANGUAGE THAT HE USED&lt;br /&gt;GO TO HIM NOW, HE CALLS YOU, YOU CAN´T REFUSE&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU GOT NOTHING, YOU GOT NOTHING TO LOSE&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE INVISIBLE NOW, YOU GOT NO SECRETS TO CONCEAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL&lt;br /&gt;TO BE ON YOUR OWN&lt;br /&gt;WITH NO DIRECTION HOME&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A COMPLETE UNKNOWN&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A ROLLING STONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p0mLOxDgQ7I&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/p0mLOxDgQ7I&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many roads must a man walk down &lt;br /&gt;Before you call him a man? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail &lt;br /&gt;Before she sleeps in the sand? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly &lt;br /&gt;Before they're forever banned? &lt;br /&gt;The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, &lt;br /&gt;The answer is blowin' in the wind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times must a man look up &lt;br /&gt;Before he can see the sky? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have &lt;br /&gt;Before he can hear people cry? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows &lt;br /&gt;That too many people have died? &lt;br /&gt;The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, &lt;br /&gt;The answer is blowin' in the wind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many years can a mountain exist &lt;br /&gt;Before it's washed to the sea? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist &lt;br /&gt;Before they're allowed to be free? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, &lt;br /&gt;Pretending he just doesn't see? &lt;br /&gt;The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, &lt;br /&gt;The answer is blowin' in the wind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7482502847338045508?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8070868919864157694</id><published>2009-08-02T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T06:41:30.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBVMF3VSGRI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBVMF3VSGRI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get down&lt;br /&gt;i'll sleep it off&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to believe no more&lt;br /&gt;only got four hours&lt;br /&gt;to learn your manners&lt;br /&gt;never felt so close to you before&lt;br /&gt;Don't you...&lt;br /&gt;don't get it wrong&lt;br /&gt;i'll have someone to get it done&lt;br /&gt;only got four hours&lt;br /&gt;to learn your manners&lt;br /&gt;never felt so close to you before&lt;br /&gt;Long shot&lt;br /&gt;in the name of god&lt;br /&gt;need a mc cartney song&lt;br /&gt;all i want you to know&lt;br /&gt;is that i won't be here for long&lt;br /&gt;and my heart...&lt;br /&gt;oh! my heart is getting sore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bájate&lt;br /&gt;yo haré que se vaya&lt;br /&gt;No tienes que creer más&lt;br /&gt;Solo tengo quatro horas&lt;br /&gt;para aprender tu comportamiento.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me habia sentido tan cerca de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lo hagas&lt;br /&gt;No escojas lo incorrecto&lt;br /&gt;Haré que otro lo haga.&lt;br /&gt;Solo tengo quatro horas&lt;br /&gt;para aprender tu comportamiento.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me habia sentido tan cerca de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Largo tiro&lt;br /&gt;en nombre de Dios&lt;br /&gt;necesito una canción de Mc Cartney.&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero que sepas&lt;br /&gt;Que no estaré aqui mucho más tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Y mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Oh! my corazón se ahoga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-8070868919864157694?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8070868919864157694/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/get-down-ill-sleep-it-off-you-dont-have.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-2822417956841527463</id><published>2009-08-01T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:13:04.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Dont cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnSv0yROKBI/AAAAAAAACAE/EOyBLV7jNeY/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnSv0yROKBI/AAAAAAAACAE/EOyBLV7jNeY/s400/sad.jpg" border="0" 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type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/2822417956841527463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/2822417956841527463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-cry.html' title='Dont cry'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnSv0yROKBI/AAAAAAAACAE/EOyBLV7jNeY/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-689260671849761609</id><published>2009-08-01T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T05:24:56.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JARABE DE PALO - MENOS QUE UN AMOR MÁS QUE UN AMIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dndatvma0CQ&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dndatvma0CQ&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué bien que al fin dejamos de ser dos buenos amigos&lt;br /&gt;el amor nos volvió completos desconocidos&lt;br /&gt;y descubrimos que éramos totalmente distintos&lt;br /&gt;empezar de nuevo a pesar del tiempo vivido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cansé de ser,&lt;br /&gt;tu hermano mayor,&lt;br /&gt;tu mejor amigo,&lt;br /&gt;tu socio, tu confesor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cansé de ser&lt;br /&gt;experto en el amor&lt;br /&gt;que sentías por otros&lt;br /&gt;otros que no eran yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empezar a querer como nunca había querido&lt;br /&gt;descubrir una parte de ti que no había conocido&lt;br /&gt;y encontrar otro mundo ahí detrás que&lt;br /&gt;... me habías escondido&lt;br /&gt;y jugar a esos juegos que tu me tenías prohibidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cansé de ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cansé de hacer&lt;br /&gt;de sabio profesor&lt;br /&gt;de contarte historias&lt;br /&gt;que no me creía ni yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cansé de poner&lt;br /&gt;cara de comprender&lt;br /&gt;de darte consejos&lt;br /&gt;y de no decirte que yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cansé de hablar de amor y de no hacerlo contigo&lt;br /&gt;me cansé de recoger lo que sobraba de tus líos&lt;br /&gt;de no ser el que cada noche te quitaba el vestido&lt;br /&gt;me cansé ser menos que un amor,&lt;br /&gt;... y más que un amigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ejem, ejem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-689260671849761609?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/689260671849761609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/08/jarabe-de-palo-menos-que-un-amor-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8460992805311597871</id><published>2009-07-31T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:01:54.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Futbol.'/><title type='text'>Valencia cf</title><content type='html'>Te pongo este video mezclado con la musica de la pelicula los piratas del Caribe.&lt;br /&gt;Este video demuestra que tenemos con nuestro equipo pase lo que pase en lo bueno y en lo malo, en las victorias y en las derrotas y apoyarlo siempre.&lt;br /&gt;Que lo disfrutes y amunt Valencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8X7zej3qx1g&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/8X7zej3qx1g&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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/346646288308782323-8460992805311597871?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8460992805311597871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/valencia-cf.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8qdmjQP9aCA&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8qdmjQP9aCA&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREO QUE BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN TE GUSTABA UN POCO ESTA ES DE MIS FAVORITAS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;I WAS BRUISED AND BATTERED AND I COULDNT TELL WHAT I FELT&lt;br /&gt;I WAS UNRECOGNIZABLE TO MYSELF&lt;br /&gt;SAW MY REFLECTION IN A WINDOW I DIDNT KNOW MY OWN FACE&lt;br /&gt;OH BROTHER ARE YOU GONNA LEAVE ME WASTING AWAY&lt;br /&gt;ON THE STREETS OF PHILADELPHIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WALKED THE AVENUE TILL MY LEGS FELT LIKE STONE&lt;br /&gt;I HEARD THE VOICES OF FRIENDS VANISHED AND GONE&lt;br /&gt;AT NIGHT I COULD HEAR THE BLOOD IN MY VEINS&lt;br /&gt;JUST AS BLACK AND WHISPERING AS THE RAIN&lt;br /&gt;ON THE STREETS OF PHILADELPHIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AINT NO ANGEL GONNA GREET ME&lt;br /&gt;ITS JUST YOU AND I MY FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;AND MY CLOTHES DONT FIT ME NO MORE&lt;br /&gt;I WALKED A THOUSAND MILES&lt;br /&gt;JUST TO SLIP THIS SKIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NIGHT HAS FALLEN, IM LYIN AWAKE&lt;br /&gt;I CAN FEEL MYSELF FADING AWAY&lt;br /&gt;SO RECEIVE ME BROTHER WITH YOUR FAITHLESS KISS&lt;br /&gt;OR WILL WE LEAVE EACH OTHER ALONE LIKE THIS&lt;br /&gt;ON THE STREETS OF PHILADELPHIA&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;YO ESTABA DAñADO Y MALTRECHO Y NO PODRíA DECIR LO QUE SENTíA&lt;br /&gt;ESTABA IRRECONOCIBLE A MI MISMO&lt;br /&gt;VI MI REFLEJO EN UNA VENTANA Y NO CONOCI MI PROPIA CARA&lt;br /&gt;OH HERMANO VAS A DEJARME DESPERDICIANDOME?&lt;br /&gt;EN LAS CALLES DE FILADELFIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMINE POR LA AVENIDA HASTA QUE MIS PIERNAS SE SINTIERON COMO ROCA&lt;br /&gt;OI LAS VOCES DE AMIGOS QUE DESAPARECIAN Y SE IBAN&lt;br /&gt;POR LA NOCHE YO PODíA OIR LA SANGRE EN MIS VENAS&lt;br /&gt;ASí NEGRA Y SUSURRANTE COMO LA LLUVIA&lt;br /&gt;EN LAS CALLES DE FILADELFIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINGúN ANGEL ME VA A SALUDAR&lt;br /&gt;ESTAMOS SOLAMENTE TU Y YO MI AMIGO&lt;br /&gt;Y MI ROPA NO ME AJUSTA NUNCA MAS&lt;br /&gt;CAMINE MIL MILLAS&lt;br /&gt;SOLAMENTE PARA ERRAR A ESTA PIEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA NOCHE HA CAIDO, YO HE QUEDADO DESPIERTO&lt;br /&gt;PUEDO SENTIR A MI MISMO DESVANECER&lt;br /&gt;PUES RECíBEME HERMANO CON TU BESO INFIEL&lt;br /&gt;O NOS DEJAREMOS UNO AL OTRO ASí&lt;br /&gt;EN LAS CALLES DE FILADELFIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&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='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-2580848579354126341</id><published>2009-07-31T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:04:37.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnMH0s_q2zI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RA96S9fi64A/s1600-h/eric+and+conor+clapton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnMH0s_q2zI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RA96S9fi64A/s320/eric+and+conor+clapton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364640183141194546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AscPOozwYA8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/AscPOozwYA8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU KNOW MY NAME&lt;br /&gt;IF I SAW YOU IN HEAVEN?&lt;br /&gt;WOULD IT BE THE SAME&lt;br /&gt;IF I SAW YOU IN HEAVEN?&lt;br /&gt;I MUST BE STRONG AND CARRY ON&lt;br /&gt;´CAUSE I KNOW I DON´T BELONG HERE IN HEAVEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU HOLD MY HAND&lt;br /&gt;IF I SAW YOU IN HEAVEN?&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU HELP ME STAND&lt;br /&gt;IF I SAW YOU IN HEAVEN?&lt;br /&gt;I´LL FIND MY WAY THROUGH NIGHT AND DAY&lt;br /&gt;´CAUSE I KNOW I JUST CAN´T STAY HERE IN HEAVEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME CAN BRING YOU DOWN, TIME CAN BEND YOUR KNEES&lt;br /&gt;TIME CAN BREAK YOUR HEART, HAVE YOU BEGGING PLEASE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEYOND THE DOOR THERE´S PEACE I´M SURE&lt;br /&gt;AND I KNOW THERE´LL BE NO MORE TEARS IN HEAVEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU KNOW MY NAME&lt;br /&gt;IF I SAW YOU IN HEAVEN?&lt;br /&gt;WOULD IT BE THE SAME&lt;br /&gt;IF I SAW YOU IN HEAVEN?&lt;br /&gt;I MUST BE STRONG AND CARRY ON&lt;br /&gt;´CAUSE I KNOW I DON´T BELONG HERE IN HEAVEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿SABRÍAS MI NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;SI TE VIERA EN EL CIELO?&lt;br /&gt;¿SERÍA LO MISMO&lt;br /&gt;SI TE VIERA EN EL CIELO?&lt;br /&gt;DEBO SER FUERTE Y SEGUIR ADELANTE&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE SÉ QUE MI LUGAR NO ESTÁ AQUÍ EN EL CIELO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿COGERÍAS MI MANO&lt;br /&gt;SI TE VIERA EN EL CIELO?&lt;br /&gt;¿ME AYUDARÍAS A RESISTIR&lt;br /&gt;SI TE VIERA EN EL CIELO?&lt;br /&gt;ENCONTRARÉ MI CAMINO A TRAVÉS DE LA NOCHE Y EL DÍA&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE SÉ QUE NO PUEDO ESTAR AQUÍ EN EL CIELO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL TIEMPO PUEDE ABATIRTE, EL TIEMPO PUEDE DOBLAR TUS RODILLAS&lt;br /&gt;EL TIEMPO PUEDE ROMPER TU CORAZÓN, HACERTE SUPLICAR POR FAVOR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MÁS ALLÁ DE LA PUERTA HAY PAZ, ESTOY SEGURO&lt;br /&gt;Y SÉ QUE ALLÍ NO HABRÁ MÁS LÁGRIMAS EN EL CIELO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿SABRÍAS MI NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;SI TE VIERA EN EL CIELO?&lt;br /&gt;¿SERÍA LO MISMO&lt;br /&gt;SI TE VIERA EN EL CIELO?&lt;br /&gt;DEBO SER FUERTE Y SEGUIR ADELANTE&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE SÉ QUE MI LUGAR NO ESTÁ AQUÍ EN EL CIELO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-2580848579354126341?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/2580848579354126341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnMH0s_q2zI/AAAAAAAAAF0/RA96S9fi64A/s72-c/eric+and+conor+clapton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-6836364152811336440</id><published>2009-07-31T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T07:29:56.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitas al blog'/><title type='text'>2000 visitas</title><content type='html'>Enhorabuena por las 2000 visitas te las mereces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnL_X5vLpcI/AAAAAAAAB_s/rGDxELDvgGk/s1600-h/2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnL_X5vLpcI/AAAAAAAAB_s/rGDxELDvgGk/s400/2000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364630892252472770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZHs4C0gyYE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/nZHs4C0gyYE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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/346646288308782323-6836364152811336440?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/6836364152811336440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/2000-visitas.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/6836364152811336440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/6836364152811336440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/2000-visitas.html' title='2000 visitas'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SnL_X5vLpcI/AAAAAAAAB_s/rGDxELDvgGk/s72-c/2000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-4803033093792782598</id><published>2009-07-31T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T06:03:14.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FITO &amp; FITIPALDIS - ANTES QUE CUENTE 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnLqDsov1JI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CcQxuao8rY4/s1600-h/fito_%26_fitipaldis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364607455394256018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnLqDsov1JI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CcQxuao8rY4/s320/fito_%26_fitipaldis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TJaHlPmlAWc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TJaHlPmlAWc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Este es el nuevo single del próximo cd de fito y fitipladis, que saldrá en septiembre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;La canción la escuché por primera vez anoche, puesto que acaba de salir. Nunca me cansaré de escuchar a este cantante, es un mito para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-4803033093792782598?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/4803033093792782598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/fito-fitipaldis-antes-que-cuente-10.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4803033093792782598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4803033093792782598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-2764229848515873818</id><published>2009-07-30T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:41:29.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEBE Y LOS DELINCUENTES - DESPUÉS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnHpCPQ1qxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6QO2gi19Vd4/s1600-h/felicidad31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnHpCPQ1qxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6QO2gi19Vd4/s320/felicidad31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364324855841139474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qON0441eW8A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qON0441eW8A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después del humo negro&lt;br /&gt;hay que ser valiente y despertar&lt;br /&gt;y vivir, como vive la gente&lt;br /&gt;hay que ser valiente amigo&lt;br /&gt;yo tengo q volar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, ya no puedo quedarme aqui,&lt;br /&gt;si tu qieres quedate tu&lt;br /&gt;esta vida no es para mi&lt;br /&gt;yo quiero vivir&lt;br /&gt;con amor, con mi gente abajito del sol&lt;br /&gt;con las olas y al amanacer&lt;br /&gt;como un niño jugando otra vez&lt;br /&gt;sin parar de correr&lt;br /&gt;después...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(jejeej canijo ahora te toca a ti... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy embrujado y ladro como un perro&lt;br /&gt;yo me siento un animal, la oscurida me puede y me lleva&lt;br /&gt;si me aburro miento, yo solito me abro las heridas&lt;br /&gt;sin ideas yo retengo, el destino de mi pobre vida&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero malos rencores , sólo busco todas las salidas&lt;br /&gt;liberdad que me espera mas allá del Sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te digo que no&lt;br /&gt;yo no puedo quedarme aqui,&lt;br /&gt;si tu qieres quedate tu&lt;br /&gt;esta vida no es para mi&lt;br /&gt;yo quiero vivir&lt;br /&gt;con amor, con mi gente abajito del sol&lt;br /&gt;con las olas y al amanacer&lt;br /&gt;como un niño jugando otra vez&lt;br /&gt;sin parar de corre&lt;br /&gt;...eeehhh eeehhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace mucho tiempo que he acordao yo con el viento&lt;br /&gt;con las nubes del cielo azules&lt;br /&gt;escuchar ala gente porque&lt;br /&gt;ya se sabe si eres malo, tienes al mundo aterrorizao&lt;br /&gt;con la guerra y con los misiles ,el potaje nunca lo has probaó&lt;br /&gt;no se si a mi me ha pasao ,que me siento perdedor&lt;br /&gt;yo te juro por mis cuernos que tengo que seguir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo te digo que no&lt;br /&gt;yo no puedo quedarme aqui&lt;br /&gt;si tu quieres quedate tu ,esta vida no es para mi&lt;br /&gt;yo quiero vivir y comer jamón!!&lt;br /&gt;olvidar para siempre el reloj&lt;br /&gt;caminando hacia el atardecer&lt;br /&gt;como un niño jugando otra vez&lt;br /&gt;sin parar de correr..&lt;br /&gt;.....lerelelerelele!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después...&lt;br /&gt;de un largo tiempo escondio (escondido)&lt;br /&gt;todo oscuro con hambre y muerto de frio&lt;br /&gt;sin nada que hacer, tan solo esperar&lt;br /&gt;busco libertad amigo mio tengo q volar&lt;br /&gt;tengo que volar!!...&lt;br /&gt;(..que te juro miguel (---) el grande yo voy a tocar que yo voy a volar&lt;br /&gt;y en la mochila los delincuentes te voy a llevar...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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DESPUÉS'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnHpCPQ1qxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6QO2gi19Vd4/s72-c/felicidad31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5457143561683567366</id><published>2009-07-30T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:44:36.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ERIC CLAPTON - WONDERFUL TONIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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IN THE EVENING.&lt;br /&gt;SHE´S WONDERING WHAT CLOTHES TO WEAR.&lt;br /&gt;SHE PUTS ON HER MAKE UP,&lt;br /&gt;AND BRUSHES HER LONG BLONDE HAIR,&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN SHE ASKS ME:&lt;br /&gt;DO I LOOK ALRIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;AND I SAY: YES, YOU LOOK WONDERFUL TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GO TO A PARTY&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERYONE TURNS TO SEE&lt;br /&gt;THIS BEAUTIFUL LADY&lt;br /&gt;THAT´S WALKING AROUND WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN SHE ASKS ME:&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU FEEL ALRIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;AND I SAY: YES, I FEEL WONDERFUL TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL WONDERFUL&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I SEE THE LOVE LIGHT IN YOUR EYES.&lt;br /&gt;AND THE WONDER OF IT ALL&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT YOU JUST DON´T REALIZE&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT´S TIME TO GO HOME NOW&lt;br /&gt;AND I´VE GOT AN ACHING HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;SO I GIVE HER THE CAR KEYS.&lt;br /&gt;SHE HELPS ME TO BED&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I TELL HER,&lt;br /&gt;AS I TURN OUT THE LIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;I SAY: MY DARLING, YOU WERE WONDERFUL TONIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;OH, MY DARLING, YOU WERE WONDERFUL TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ES TARDE EN LA NOCHE.&lt;br /&gt;ELLA SE PREGUNTA QUÉ ROPA PONERSE.&lt;br /&gt;SE PONE MAQUILLAJE,&lt;br /&gt;Y SE CEPILLA SU LARGO CABELLO RUBIO,&lt;br /&gt;Y LUEGO ME PREGUNTA:&lt;br /&gt;LUZCO BIEN?&lt;br /&gt;Y YO DIGO: SÍ, LUCES MARAVILLOSAMENTE ESTA NOCHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAMOS A UNA FIESTA&lt;br /&gt;Y TODOS SE DAN VUELTA PARA VER&lt;br /&gt;A ESTA HERMOSA DAMA&lt;br /&gt;QUE CAMINA A MI LADO.&lt;br /&gt;Y LUEGO ELLA ME PREGUNTA:&lt;br /&gt;TE SIENTES BIEN?&lt;br /&gt;Y YO DIGO: SÍ, ME SIENTO MARAVILLOSAMENTE ESTA NOCHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME SIENTO MARAVILLOSAMENTE&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE VEO LA LUZ DEL AMOR EN TUS OJOS.&lt;br /&gt;Y LO MÁS MARAVILLOSO DE TODO&lt;br /&gt;ES QUE NO TE DAS CUENTA&lt;br /&gt;CUÁNTO TE AMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ES HORA DE IR A CASA AHORA&lt;br /&gt;Y TENGO DOLOR DE CABEZA.&lt;br /&gt;ENTONCES LE DOY LAS LLAVES DEL AUTO A ELLA.&lt;br /&gt;ELLA ME AYUDA A IR A LA CAMA&lt;br /&gt;Y LUEGO LE DIGO,&lt;br /&gt;AL APAGAR LA LUZ,&lt;br /&gt;DIGO: QUERIDA, ESTUVISTE MARAVILLOSA ESTA NOCHE,&lt;br /&gt;OH, QUERIDA, ESTUVISTE MARAVILLOSA ESTA NOCHE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5457143561683567366?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/5457143561683567366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-late-in-evening.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/5457143561683567366'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-4386127368233027755</id><published>2009-07-30T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:43:24.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KT TUNSTALL -  OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnHjczXd9YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5KutJDdJksQ/s1600-h/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364318715139454338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnHjczXd9YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5KutJDdJksQ/s320/emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OodwL4TL2rQ&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OodwL4TL2rQ&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre el mar y muy lejos&lt;br /&gt;Ella esta esperando como un iceberg&lt;br /&gt;esperando para cambiar,&lt;br /&gt;pero ella es fría por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Ella quiere ser como el agua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos sus músculos se comprimen en su cara&lt;br /&gt;cubre su alma en un abrazo&lt;br /&gt;Ellos son uno y el mismo&lt;br /&gt;justo como el agua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego el fuego se va apagando&lt;br /&gt;pero mas cada día&lt;br /&gt;esta lleno de cansadas excusas&lt;br /&gt;pero muy difíciles de decir&lt;br /&gt;yo quisiera que esto fuera simple&lt;br /&gt;pero nosotros desistimos fácil&lt;br /&gt;tu estas próximo o lo suficiente para ver eso&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres... el otro lado del mundo para mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el viene la luz del pánico&lt;br /&gt;el sostenerlo encendido con los dedos&lt;br /&gt;y sentimientos parecidas&lt;br /&gt;pero el tiempo ha llegado&lt;br /&gt;para seguir adelante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego el fuego se va apagando&lt;br /&gt;pero mas cada día&lt;br /&gt;esta lleno de cansadas excusas&lt;br /&gt;pero muy difíciles de decir&lt;br /&gt;yo quisiera que esto fuera simple&lt;br /&gt;pero nosotros desistimos fácil&lt;br /&gt;tu estas próximo o lo suficiente para ver eso&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres... el otro lado del mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Puedes ayudarme?&lt;br /&gt;ya que tu me dejaste ir&lt;br /&gt;y puedes seguir amándome&lt;br /&gt;cuando no puedes verme nunca mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego el fuego se va apagando&lt;br /&gt;pero mas cada día&lt;br /&gt;esta lleno de cansadas excusas&lt;br /&gt;pero muy difíciles de decir&lt;br /&gt;yo quisiera que esto fuera simple&lt;br /&gt;pero nosotros desistimos fácil&lt;br /&gt;tu estas próximo o lo suficiente para ver eso&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres... el otro lado del mundo&lt;br /&gt;ohh... el otro lado del mundo&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres... el otro lado del mundo para mi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-4386127368233027755?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/4386127368233027755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/sobre-el-mar-y-muy-lejos-ella-esta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4386127368233027755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4386127368233027755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/sobre-el-mar-y-muy-lejos-ella-esta.html' title='KT TUNSTALL -  OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SnHjczXd9YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5KutJDdJksQ/s72-c/emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8774590323384789179</id><published>2009-07-28T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:44:07.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Anabel Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sm8OoRxpXnI/AAAAAAAAB_c/lyylempczow/s1600-h/annabellee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sm8OoRxpXnI/AAAAAAAAB_c/lyylempczow/s400/annabellee2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363521766350741106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BuZMhbU5TPY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/BuZMhbU5TPY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta cancion de Radio futura es una adaptacion de un poema de Edgar Allan Poe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace muchos, muchos años en un reino junto al mar&lt;br /&gt;habitó una señorita cuyo nombre era Annabel Lee&lt;br /&gt;y crecía aquella flor sin pensar en nada más&lt;br /&gt;que en amar y ser amada, ser amada por mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Éramos sólo dos niños mas tan grande nuestro amor&lt;br /&gt;que los ángeles del cielo nos cogieron envidia&lt;br /&gt;pues no eran tan felices, ni siquiera la mitad&lt;br /&gt;como todo el mundo sabe, en aquel reino junto al mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso un viento partió de una oscura nube aquella noche&lt;br /&gt;para helar el corazón de la hermosa Annabel lee&lt;br /&gt;luego vino a llevársela su noble parentela&lt;br /&gt;para enterrarla en un sepulcro en aquel reino junto al mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No luce la luna sin traérmela en sueños&lt;br /&gt;ni brilla una estrella sin que vea sus ojos&lt;br /&gt;y así paso la noche acostado con ella&lt;br /&gt;mi querida hermosa, mi vida, mi esposa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuestro amor era más fuerte que el amor de los mayores&lt;br /&gt;que saben más como dicen de las cosas de la vida&lt;br /&gt;ni los ángeles del cielo ni los demonios del mar&lt;br /&gt;separaran jamás mi alma del alma de Annabel Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No luce la luna sin traérmela en sueños&lt;br /&gt;ni brilla una estrella sin que vea sus ojos&lt;br /&gt;y así paso la noche acostado con ella&lt;br /&gt;mi querida hermosa, mi vida, mi esposa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En aquel sepulcro junto al mar&lt;br /&gt;en su tumba junto al mar ruidoso.&lt;br /&gt;Hace muchos, muchos años en un reino junto al mar&lt;br /&gt;habitó una señorita cuyo nombre era Annabel Lee&lt;br /&gt;y crecía aquella flor sin pensar en nada más&lt;br /&gt;que en amar y ser amada, ser amada por mi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-8774590323384789179?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8774590323384789179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/anabel-lee.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8774590323384789179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8774590323384789179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/anabel-lee.html' title='Anabel Lee'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sm8OoRxpXnI/AAAAAAAAB_c/lyylempczow/s72-c/annabellee2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8972472648536350668</id><published>2009-07-28T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T06:21:50.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NENA DACONTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Sm72U5as14I/AAAAAAAAAEs/3uQJv4DhwbQ/s1600-h/soledad-9870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363495045115467650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Sm72U5as14I/AAAAAAAAAEs/3uQJv4DhwbQ/s320/soledad-9870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdUa8IYXOD0&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdUa8IYXOD0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya está ahí la Luna.&lt;br /&gt;Que perra la vida y esta soledad.&lt;br /&gt;No quisiera perderme tu tren&lt;br /&gt;y saber lo que es malgastarte.&lt;br /&gt;Podría coger cualquier autobús&lt;br /&gt;con tal de un beso más&lt;br /&gt;pero tengo pesado el hogar&lt;br /&gt;y ya no puedo hacerlo igual.&lt;br /&gt;Puede que mañana me quiera ir.&lt;br /&gt;Y puede también que mañana sea&lt;br /&gt;la vida&lt;br /&gt;y que mañana, no exista mañana.&lt;br /&gt;No soy una niña.&lt;br /&gt;No soy ese duende.&lt;br /&gt;No soy luchadora.&lt;br /&gt;No soy tu camino.&lt;br /&gt;No soy buena amante,&lt;br /&gt;ni soy buena esposa.&lt;br /&gt;No soy una flor,&lt;br /&gt;ni un trozo de pan.&lt;br /&gt;Sólo soy esa cara de idiota&lt;br /&gt;Idiota por tener que recordar la última vez&lt;br /&gt;que te pedí tu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Idiota por colgar tus besos con un marco rojo&lt;br /&gt;por si ya no vuelvo a verlos más.&lt;br /&gt;Idiota por perderme por si acaso te marchabas ya,&lt;br /&gt;y tirar tu confianza desde mi cama hasta esa ventana.&lt;br /&gt;No ves qué fácil ha sido para mí&lt;br /&gt;perderlo todo en un momento.&lt;br /&gt;Por mi miedo a perder,(bis)&lt;br /&gt;por mi miedo a no controlar tu vuelo.&lt;br /&gt;No soy una niña.&lt;br /&gt;No soy ese duende.&lt;br /&gt;No soy luchadora.&lt;br /&gt;No soy tu camino.&lt;br /&gt;No soy buena amante,&lt;br /&gt;ni soy buena esposa.&lt;br /&gt;No soy una flor,&lt;br /&gt;ni un trozo de pan.&lt;br /&gt;solo soy&lt;br /&gt;esa cara de idiota&lt;br /&gt;idiota esa cara de idiota&lt;br /&gt;no ves que facil ha sido para mi&lt;br /&gt;perderlo todo en un momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Sm74s1IaocI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QHRDYIM09iY/s1600-h/mano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363497655305150914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Sm74s1IaocI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QHRDYIM09iY/s320/mano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmFIFQ544f4&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmFIFQ544f4&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que se me pinte bonita la vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que no me pierda otra vez buscando esas flores de papel&lt;br /&gt;que alguien pintó del color que quería para mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo sólo soy un payaso con gafas azules.&lt;br /&gt;Me las dieron hace tiempo a cambio de fama&lt;br /&gt;y una historia pegada a la espalda:&lt;br /&gt;“Esta niña no ha roto nada”,&lt;br /&gt;y en mi vida, mi amor, esto no es lo que…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero que no me rompan las ilusiones.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero quedarme tranquila durmiendo en tu almohada&lt;br /&gt;y no ver después que no sirvió de nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo que te he prometido toda la vida.&lt;br /&gt;Yo que he esperado tanto a que llegaras&lt;br /&gt;y ahora, siempre te miro de afuera,&lt;br /&gt;como si yo no estuviera.&lt;br /&gt;PARA HACERME FELIZ HAY QUE ESTAR MUY LOCO…&lt;br /&gt;POR MÍ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Sm76nhSzmrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/A5tCR7724to/s1600-h/ilusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363499763103931058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Sm76nhSzmrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/A5tCR7724to/s320/ilusion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8972472648536350668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8972472648536350668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/nena-daconte.html' title='NENA DACONTE'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Sm72U5as14I/AAAAAAAAAEs/3uQJv4DhwbQ/s72-c/soledad-9870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-739790827140546880</id><published>2009-07-28T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T05:49:40.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAQUETAS DE ESTOPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L5HShXHg-zk&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L5HShXHg-zk&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentado En Una Mesa, Paticoja Y Desmembrada&lt;br /&gt;Hoy Me Paro A Hacer Balance De Una Vida Pasada,&lt;br /&gt;Hay Una Carpeta Rota,viejas Fotos, Sucias Hojas,&lt;br /&gt;Escritas Con Sudor,sudor Que Quema Y Que Moja.&lt;br /&gt;Soy La Rata De Tu Casa, Soy El Tiempo Que Te Pudre&lt;br /&gt;Soy La Puta De La Esquina, Soy Cenizas En La Lumbre,&lt;br /&gt;Paparruchas ¡que Tontería!&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto Falso Devaneo, Ya No Puedo Disfrutar,&lt;br /&gt;Ya No Vivo Sin El Miedo Ahora Me Toca Soñar.&lt;br /&gt;Canturreos De La Calle, Una Manifestación&lt;br /&gt;Gente En Lucha, Gente Con Ideales,&lt;br /&gt;Quizás Tengan Razón O No...&lt;br /&gt;Que Zozobra, Que Ironía, Que Desidia, Que Desilusión&lt;br /&gt;Que Hastió, Que Aburrimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Y Tal Vez Pase La Vida Sin Pararse&lt;br /&gt;En Un Buen Banco, De Una Plaza Cualquiera, A Fumarse Un Cigarro&lt;br /&gt;Y Es Que Estoy Perdiendo El Juicio&lt;br /&gt;Tengo El Puño Ya Oxidado&lt;br /&gt;De Tanto Pegarle Puñetazos Al Tejado&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Estar Borracho,&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Soñar Menos,&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera Un Minuto, En Que No Te Eche De Menos.&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Otra Guitarra,&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Otra Cabeza,&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera Estar Alegre,&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera La Tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;Tengo Una Hoja En Blanco, Delante De Mi Diciendo,&lt;br /&gt;Ven Aquí Cabrón, Porque Tiemblas De Miedo?&lt;br /&gt;Suelta Ya Esa Agonía, Y Cántame Tu Lamento,&lt;br /&gt;Sálvame, Si Puedes, De Este Vil Incendio&lt;br /&gt;Que Zozobra, Que Ironía, Que Desidia, Que Desilusión&lt;br /&gt;Que Hastió, Que Aburrimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Y Tal Vez Pase La Vida Sin Pararse&lt;br /&gt;En Un Buen Banco De Una Plaza Cualquiera A Fumarse Un Cigarro&lt;br /&gt;Y Es Que Estoy Perdiendo El Juicio&lt;br /&gt;Tengo El Puño Ya Oxidado&lt;br /&gt;De Tanto Pegarle Puñetazos Al Tejado&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Estar Borracho,&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Soñar Menos,&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Un Minuto En Que No Te Eche De Menos.&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Otra Guitarra&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera Otra Cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera Estar Alegre&lt;br /&gt;Y Quisiera La Tristeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" 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Cargar La Pistola&lt;br /&gt;Matar Dos Monstruos De Un Tiro&lt;br /&gt;El Primero Es La Agonia&lt;br /&gt;Y El Segundo Es El Vacio Donde Me Quedo To&lt;br /&gt;Los Dias&lt;br /&gt;Siempre Miro Pa¸rriba&lt;br /&gt;Pa Cargar La Pistola&lt;br /&gt;Matar Dos Monstruos De Un Tiro&lt;br /&gt;El Primero Es La Agonia&lt;br /&gt;Y El Segundo Es El Vacio Donde Me Quedo To&lt;br /&gt;Los Putos Dias. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;estas son dos maquetas de estopa, de lo primero que publicaron, hará como 8 o 9 años.... la lástima es la calidad del sonido, que deja mucho que desear, pero quedaros con la letra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-739790827140546880?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Some call me the gangster of love&lt;br /&gt;Some people call me Maurice&lt;br /&gt;Cause I speak of the pompitous of love&lt;br /&gt;People talk about me, baby (People talk about me, baby)&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm doin' you wrong, (doin' you wrong)&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't let that worry you worry baby (oh baby ....)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home&lt;br /&gt;(Everybody Singing Along)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm a picker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a grinner&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a sinner&lt;br /&gt;I play my music in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'm a joker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a smoker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a midnight toker&lt;br /&gt;I sure don't want to hurt no one&lt;br /&gt;I'm a picker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a grinner&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a sinner&lt;br /&gt;I play my music in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'm a joker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a smoker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a midnight toker&lt;br /&gt;I get my lovin' on the run&lt;br /&gt;Wooo Wooooo&lt;br /&gt;You're the cutest thing&lt;br /&gt;That I ever did see&lt;br /&gt;I really love your peaches&lt;br /&gt;Want to shake your tree&lt;br /&gt;Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time&lt;br /&gt;Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm a picker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a grinner&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a sinner&lt;br /&gt;I play my music in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'm a joker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a smoker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a midnight toker&lt;br /&gt;I get my lovin' on the run&lt;br /&gt;I'm a picker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a grinner&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a sinner&lt;br /&gt;I play my music in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'm a joker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a smoker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a midnight toker&lt;br /&gt;I sure don't want to hurt no one&lt;br /&gt;Wooo Woooo&lt;br /&gt;People talk about me, baby (People talk about me, baby)&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm doin' you wrong, (doin' you wrong)&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't let that worry you worry baby (oh baby ....)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home&lt;br /&gt;(Everybody Singing Along)&lt;br /&gt;You're the cutest thing I ever did see&lt;br /&gt;Really love your peaches want to shake your tree&lt;br /&gt;Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby and I'll show you a good time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hay gente que me llama el vaquero del espacio, sí&lt;br /&gt;Algunos me llaman el gangster del amor&lt;br /&gt;Hay gente que me llama Maurice&lt;br /&gt;Porque hablo de estar loco de amor&lt;br /&gt;La gente habla sobre mí, nena, (la gente habla sobre mí, nena)&lt;br /&gt;Dicen que no estoy haciendo lo correcto contigo (no haciendo lo correcto)&lt;br /&gt;Bien, no te preocupes por eso, no te preocupes, cariño (oh, cariño…)&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy aquí, aquí, aquí, aquí en casa&lt;br /&gt;(Cantemos todos)&lt;br /&gt;Porque soy un ligón&lt;br /&gt;Soy un risueño&lt;br /&gt;Soy un amante&lt;br /&gt;Y un pecador&lt;br /&gt;Toco mi música al sol&lt;br /&gt;Soy un bromista&lt;br /&gt;Soy un fumador&lt;br /&gt;Soy un trovador de medianoche&lt;br /&gt;Estoy seguro de que no quiero herir a nadie&lt;br /&gt;Porque soy un ligón&lt;br /&gt;Soy un risueño&lt;br /&gt;Soy un amante&lt;br /&gt;Y un pecador&lt;br /&gt;Toco mi música al sol&lt;br /&gt;Soy un bromista&lt;br /&gt;Soy un fumador&lt;br /&gt;Soy un trovador de medianoche&lt;br /&gt;Echo a correr con mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Wooo Wooooo&lt;br /&gt;Eres la cosa más bonita&lt;br /&gt;Que he visto nunca&lt;br /&gt;Me encantan tus peras&lt;br /&gt;Quiero sacudir tu árbol&lt;br /&gt;Cariñito, cariñito, cariñito todo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Ooo-eee, nena, seguro que lo pasarás bien conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Porque soy un ligón&lt;br /&gt;Soy un risueño&lt;br /&gt;Soy un amante&lt;br /&gt;Y un pecador&lt;br /&gt;Toco mi música al sol&lt;br /&gt;Soy un bromista&lt;br /&gt;Soy un fumador&lt;br /&gt;Soy un trovador de medianoche&lt;br /&gt;Echo a correr con mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Porque soy un ligón&lt;br /&gt;Soy un risueño&lt;br /&gt;Soy un amante&lt;br /&gt;Y un pecador&lt;br /&gt;Toco mi música al sol&lt;br /&gt;Soy un bromista&lt;br /&gt;Soy un fumador&lt;br /&gt;Soy un trovador de medianoche&lt;br /&gt;Estoy seguro de que no quiero herir a nadie&lt;br /&gt;Wooo Woooo&lt;br /&gt;La gente habla sobre mí, nena, (la gente habla sobre mí, nena)&lt;br /&gt;Dicen que no estoy haciendo lo correcto contigo (no haciendo lo correcto)&lt;br /&gt;Bien, no te preocupes por eso, no te preocupes, cariño (oh, cariño…)&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy aquí, aquí, aquí, aquí en casa&lt;br /&gt;(Cantemos todos)&lt;br /&gt;Eres la cosa más bonita&lt;br /&gt;Que he visto nunca&lt;br /&gt;Me encantan tus peras&lt;br /&gt;Quiero sacudir tu árbol&lt;br /&gt;Cariñito, cariñito, cariñito todo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Vamos, nena y lo pasarás bien conmigo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-102104792132806928?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/102104792132806928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-people-call-me-space-cowboy-yeah.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/102104792132806928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/102104792132806928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-people-call-me-space-cowboy-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3235366677353765936</id><published>2009-07-22T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T04:49:34.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LENNY KRAVITZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Smb36fj1cxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wAUIDxECP3w/s1600-h/400_1217809559_angel-sonada-1280-x-1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361244990707430162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Smb36fj1cxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wAUIDxECP3w/s320/400_1217809559_angel-sonada-1280-x-1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kQz1b_o8cg&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kQz1b_o8cg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling all angels&lt;br /&gt;I need you near to the ground&lt;br /&gt;I miss you dearly&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me on your cloud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for someone to love&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for something to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling all angels&lt;br /&gt;I need you near to the ground&lt;br /&gt;I have been kneeling&lt;br /&gt;And praying to hear a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for someone to love&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for something to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for someone to love&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for something to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;Make my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;Make my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;Day by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Smb6N-vbNqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/a-OSIpR3SRw/s1600-h/20090402230631-primer-amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247524518311586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/Smb6N-vbNqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/a-OSIpR3SRw/s320/20090402230631-primer-amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTzkDgD4IMc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTzkDgD4IMc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just a lonely highway&lt;br /&gt;I'm out here on the open road&lt;br /&gt;I'm old enough to see behind me&lt;br /&gt;But young enough to feel my soul&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live my days without you&lt;br /&gt;But for now I've got to be without you&lt;br /&gt;I've got a pocket full of money&lt;br /&gt;And pocket full of keys that have no bounds&lt;br /&gt;But then I think of lovin'&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get you off of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Babe can't you see&lt;br /&gt;That this is killing me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to push you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to be told&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I can't breathe without you&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I'm gonna lose control&lt;br /&gt;I've got a pocket full of money oh yes I do&lt;br /&gt;And a pocket full of keys that have no bounds&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to lovin'&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get you off of my mind, yeaaah&lt;br /&gt;Am I a fool to think that there's a little hope&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeahhhhhheee yeah&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby, yeah&lt;br /&gt;What are the rules the reasons and the do's and don'ts&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeahhhhhheee yeah&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby tell me baby, yeah&lt;br /&gt;What do you feel inside?&lt;br /&gt;I've got a pocket full of money&lt;br /&gt;And a pocket full of keys that have no bounds&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes down to lovin'&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get you off of my mind, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get you off of my mind, yeah&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;La vida es solo una carretera solitaria&lt;br /&gt;Estoy aquí afuera en el camino abierto&lt;br /&gt;Soy lo suficientemente grande para ver detrás de mí&lt;br /&gt;Pero bastante joven para sentir mi alma&lt;br /&gt;No quiero perderte nena&lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero estar solo&lt;br /&gt;No quiero vivir mis días sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Pero por ahora tengo que estar sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Tengo un bolsillo lleno de dinero&lt;br /&gt;Un bolsillo lleno de llaves que no tienen límites&lt;br /&gt;Pero entonces pienso en amar&lt;br /&gt;Y simplemente no puedo sacarte de mi mente&lt;br /&gt;¿Nena no puedes ver&lt;br /&gt;Que esto me está matando?&lt;br /&gt;No quiero presionarte nena&lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero dirigirte&lt;br /&gt;Es simplemente que no puedo respirar sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Siento que voy a perder el control&lt;br /&gt;Tengo un bolsillo lleno de dinero&lt;br /&gt;oh si lo tengo&lt;br /&gt;Un bolsillo lleno de llaves que no tienen límites&lt;br /&gt;Pero cuando se trata de amar&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente no puedo sacarte de mi mente, sí&lt;br /&gt;¿Soy un tonto por pensar que hay un poco de esperanza?&lt;br /&gt;Sí sí sí Dime nena, sí&lt;br /&gt;Cuales son las reglas, las razones y que hacer o no hacer&lt;br /&gt;Sí, sí, sí Dime nena, dime nena, sí&lt;br /&gt;¿Que sientes por dentro?&lt;br /&gt;Tengo un bolsillo lleno de dinero&lt;br /&gt;Un bolsillo lleno de llaves que no tienen límites&lt;br /&gt;Oh sí Pero cuando se trata de amar&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente no puedo sacarte de mi mente, sí&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente no puedo sacarte de mi mente, sí&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3235366677353765936?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3235366677353765936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/lenny-kravitz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3235366677353765936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7355223145172462509</id><published>2009-07-20T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:57:51.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NORAH JONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLwZxcObRT0&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLwZxcObRT0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come away with me in the night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come away with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I will write you a song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come away with me on a bus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come away where they can't tempt us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With their liesI want to walk with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a cloudy day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So won't you try to come&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come away with me and we'll kiss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a mountaintop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come away with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'll never stop loving you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I want to wake up with the rain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Falling on a tin roof&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While I'm safe there in your arms&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So all I ask is for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To come away with me in the night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come away with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven conmigo en la noche&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ven conmigo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y te escribiré una canción&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ven conmigo en un autobús&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ven conmigo a donde no nos puedan tentar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Con sus mentiras&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quiero caminar contigo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En un día nublado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En campos donde la hierba amarilla crece a la altura de la rodilla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para que no intentes venir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ven conmigo y nos besaremos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En la cima de una montaña&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ven conmigo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y nunca dejaré de amarte&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y quiero despertar con la lluvia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cayendo en un tejado de estaño&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mientras yo estoy a salvo en tus brazos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Así que todo lo que te pido es&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que vengas conmigo en la noche&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ven conmigo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vtvTcUXdmEY&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vtvTcUXdmEY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your eyes seek conclusion&lt;br /&gt;In all this confusion of mine&lt;br /&gt;Though you and I both know&lt;br /&gt;It's only the warm glow of wine&lt;br /&gt;That's got you to feeling this way,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;And hold me and tell me&lt;br /&gt;You'll be here to love me today&lt;br /&gt;Children are dancin',&lt;br /&gt;The gamblers are chancin' their all&lt;br /&gt;The window's accusing&lt;br /&gt;The door of abusing the wall&lt;br /&gt;But who cares&lt;br /&gt;What the night watchmen say&lt;br /&gt;The stage has been set for the play&lt;br /&gt;Hold me and tell me&lt;br /&gt;You'll be here to love me today&lt;br /&gt;The moon's come and gone&lt;br /&gt;But a few stars hang on on to the sky&lt;br /&gt;The wind's runnin' free&lt;br /&gt;But it ain't up to me ask why&lt;br /&gt;The poets are demanding their pay&lt;br /&gt;They've left me with nothin' to say&lt;br /&gt;'cept hold me and tell me&lt;br /&gt;You'll be here to love me today&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me and tell me that&lt;br /&gt;You'll be here to love me today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7355223145172462509?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7355223145172462509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/norah-jones.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7355223145172462509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7355223145172462509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/norah-jones.html' title='NORAH JONES'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5453840849589437025</id><published>2009-07-20T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:25:47.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE KILLERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SmRwPwH6egI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GRQqkDFQ4Uo/s1600-h/the_killers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SmRwPwH6egI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GRQqkDFQ4Uo/s320/the_killers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360532872396175874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8m-lWKjP-zs&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8m-lWKjP-zs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuando no hay ningún otro lugar mas para correr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Hay una habitación para un hijo mas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Un hijo mas,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si puedes aguantar, Si puedes aguantar, aguanta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quiero levantarme, quiero irme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sabes, sabes- no, no lo sabes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quiero brillar en el corazón del hombre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quiero un significado desde la palma de mi mano rota&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Otro dolor de cabeza, otro corazón roto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soy tan viejo que no puedo resistir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y mi cariño, bueno viene y se va&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Necesito la dirección a la perfección no, no, no, no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ayúdame&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, sabes que tiene que ayudarme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, oh! no me dejes para mas tarde&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sabes que tienes que ayudarme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y cuando no hay ningún otro lugar mas para correr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Hay una habitación para un hijo mas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estos cambios no están cambiándome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Al chico de corazón-frío que solía ser&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, sabes que tiene que ayudarme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, oh! no me dejes para mas tarde&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sabes que tienes que ayudarme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vas a desanimarte tu mismo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, vas a desanimarte tu mismo… [2X]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tengo alma pero no soy un soldado…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, tu tiene que ayudarme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, oh! no me dejes para mas tarde&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sabes que tienes que ayudarme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vas a desanimarte tu mismo… [2X]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, oh! no me dejes para mas tarde&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si, vas a desanimarte tu mismo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cambio y fuera , la ultima llamada para el pecado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mientras todos están perdidos, la batalla se ha ganando&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Con todas esas cosas que he hecho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todas las cosas que he hecho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si puedes aguantar... Si puedes aguantar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWc66WJPmbc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWc66WJPmbc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rompiéndome la espaldasolo por saber tu nombre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diecisiete huellas y ya estoy harto de este juego&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me estoy rompiendo la espalda&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;solo por saber tu nombre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero el cielo no estácerca de un lugar como este&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todo se vale pero no parpadees podrías perderte &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porque el cielo no está cerca de un lugar como este&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dije que el cielo no está cerca de un lugar como este&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tráelo otra vez, tráelo otra vez esta noche&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nunca pensé que dejaría que un rumor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arruinara mi claro de luna&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pues alguien me dijo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que tenías un novio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que se parece a una novia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que tuve en Febrero del año pasado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No es confidencial&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tengo potencial &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Lista? Vamos a pasar a algo nuevo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A cobrado su peaje y vivo sin ti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porque el cielo no estácerca de un lugar como este&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dije que el cielo no está cerca de un lugar como este&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tráelo otra vez, tráelo otra vez esta noche&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nunca pensé que un rumor arruinara mi claro de luna&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pues alguien me dijo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que tenías un novio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que se parece a una novia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que tuve en Febrero del año pasado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No es confidencial&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tengo potencial&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Correr de un lado a otro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avanza hacia mi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dije quizá nena por favor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero ahora no sé&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuando todo lo que quiero hacer es intentarlo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pues alguien me dijo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que tenías un novio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que se parece a una novia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que tuve en Febrero del año pasado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No es confidencial&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tengo potencial (x3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Correr de un lado a otro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdXhBgVsHTg&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdXhBgVsHTg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yo estoy saliendo de mi jaula &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y me estoy poniendo de nuevo bien&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Consiguiendo estar abajo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Por que lo deseo todo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comenzó hacia fuera con un beso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cómo terminó para arriba como esto?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Era solamente un beso, era solamente un beso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora soy el caer dormido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y ella esta llamando un taxi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mientras el esta tomando un cigarrillo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y ella esta tomando un masaje&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora se están yendo a la cama y mi estómago esta enfermo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y está todo en mi cabeza&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero ella esta tocando su-pecho conmovedor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora el saca su vestido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora, déjame ir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apenas no puedo mirar esta matándome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y tomando el control&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Celos, santos que dan vuelta en el mar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;El nadar con arrullos enfermos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estrangulando con sus coartadas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero es justo el precio que pago&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;El destino esta llamándome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ábranse mis ojos impacientes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Por que soy el Sr. Brightside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yo estoy saliendo de mi jaula&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y me estoy poniendo de nuevo bien&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Consiguiendo estar abajo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Por que lo deseo todo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comenzó hacia fuera con un beso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cómo terminó para arriba como esto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;solamente un beso, era solamente un beso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora soy el caer dormido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y ella esta llamando un taxi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mientras el esta tomando un cigarrillo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y ella esta tomando un masaje&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora se están yendo a la cama y mi estómago esta enfermo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y está todo en mi cabeza&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero ella esta tocando su-pecho conmovedor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora el saca su vestido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora, déjame ir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apenas no puedo mirar esta matándome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y tomando el control&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Celos, santos que dan vuelta en el mar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;El nadar con arrullos enfermos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estrangulando con sus coartadas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero es justo el precio que pago&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;El destino esta llamándome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ábranse mis ojos impacientes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Por que soy el Sr. Brighside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yo nunca…Yo nunca…Yo nunca…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5453840849589437025?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SmRwPwH6egI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GRQqkDFQ4Uo/s72-c/the_killers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-6272268233899047791</id><published>2009-07-19T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T05:18:42.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Pixies Where is my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SmRgTjyLbCI/AAAAAAAAB-0/um3Ce0mjarM/s1600-h/bwy1207483035r.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SmRgTjyLbCI/AAAAAAAAB-0/um3Ce0mjarM/s400/bwy1207483035r.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360515345617218594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EE59Ex5Px4&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EE59Ex5Px4&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola todos tenemos momentos en que no estas para nada, ni te apetece hablar con nadie lo entiendo pero sabes que en mi siempre tendras un amigo en quien confiar.&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero lo mejor para ti como amigo tuyo que creo que soy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WHERE IS MY MIND EN ESPAńOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letra Where Is My Mind de The Pixies original&lt;br /&gt;With your feet in the air and your head on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Try this trick and spin it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Your head will collapse&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing in it&lt;br /&gt;And you'll ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way out in the water&lt;br /&gt;See it swimmin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was swimmin' in the Carribean&lt;br /&gt;Animals were hiding behind the rocks&lt;br /&gt;Except the little fish&lt;br /&gt;But they told me, he swears&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to talk to me to me to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way out in the water&lt;br /&gt;See it swimmin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your feet in the air and your head on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Try this trick and spin it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Your head will collapse&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing in it&lt;br /&gt;And you'll ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way out in the water&lt;br /&gt;See it swimmin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con los pies en el aire y su cabeza sobre el terreno&lt;br /&gt;Pruebe este truco y girar, sí&lt;br /&gt;Su cabeza se derrumbará&lt;br /&gt;Pero no hay nada en él&lt;br /&gt;Y pregúntese usted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salida en el agua&lt;br /&gt;Verte nadar'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me swimmin 'en el Caribe&lt;br /&gt;Los animales se esconden detrás de las rocas&lt;br /&gt;Excepto el pequeño pez&lt;br /&gt;Pero me dijeron, él jura&lt;br /&gt;Tratando de hablar conmigo a mi me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salida en el agua&lt;br /&gt;Verte nadar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con los pies en el aire y su cabeza sobre el terreno&lt;br /&gt;Pruebe este truco y girar, sí&lt;br /&gt;Su cabeza se derrumbará&lt;br /&gt;Pero no hay nada en él&lt;br /&gt;Y pregúntese usted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;¿Dónde está mi mente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salida en el agua&lt;br /&gt;Ver lo nadar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-6272268233899047791?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/6272268233899047791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3942564830040523368</id><published>2009-07-19T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:42:10.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COME BACK - PEARL JAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SmOOjx8fBxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/n6Lvx9TsLXc/s1600-h/10408922-12824943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360284726854616850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SmOOjx8fBxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/n6Lvx9TsLXc/s320/10408922-12824943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClUBNI8H7_E&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClUBNI8H7_E&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I keep holding out&lt;br /&gt;Will the light shine through?&lt;br /&gt;Under this broken roof&lt;br /&gt;It's only rain that I feel&lt;br /&gt;I've been wishin' out the days&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Come back&lt;br /&gt;I have been planning out&lt;br /&gt;All that I'd say to you&lt;br /&gt;Since you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Know that I still remain true&lt;br /&gt;I've been wishin' out the days&lt;br /&gt;Please say that if you hadn't have gone now&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have lost you another way&lt;br /&gt;From wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Come back&lt;br /&gt;And these days, they linger on, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And in the night, I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;A real possibility that I may meet you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;If I don't fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Will my memory stay clear?&lt;br /&gt;So you had to go&lt;br /&gt;And I had to remain here&lt;br /&gt;But the strangest thing to date&lt;br /&gt;So far away and yet you feel so close&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to question it any other way&lt;br /&gt;It must be an open door for you&lt;br /&gt;To come back&lt;br /&gt;And the days they linger on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Every night I'm waiting for&lt;br /&gt;The real possibility that I may meet you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're there and you're talking back to me&lt;br /&gt;Come the morning I could swear you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;And it's okIt's ok, it's okI'll be here&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come backI'll be here&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back&lt;br /&gt;OoooooooOoooooooOoooooooOooooooo&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Si yo sigo ofreciendo&lt;br /&gt;Brillará la luz a través?&lt;br /&gt;Bajo este tejado roto&lt;br /&gt;Es sólo lluvia que yo siento&lt;br /&gt;Yo he estado deseando todos los días&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh Regresa&lt;br /&gt;Yo he estado planeando todo&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que te diría a vos&lt;br /&gt;Desde que te marchaste&lt;br /&gt;Sabés que todavía permanezco verdadero&lt;br /&gt;Yo he estado deseando todos los días&lt;br /&gt;Por favor decime que si no habrías tenido que irte ahora&lt;br /&gt;Yo no te habría perdido de otra manera&lt;br /&gt;Desde dondequiera que estés&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh Regresa&lt;br /&gt;Y estos días, siguen demorándose, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Y en la noche, yo he estado esperando por&lt;br /&gt;Una posibilidad real de encontrarte en mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;Yo voy a dormir&lt;br /&gt;Si yo no me caigo en pedazos&lt;br /&gt;Quedará mi memoria clara?&lt;br /&gt;Así que tenías que irte&lt;br /&gt;Y yo tenía que permanecer aquí&lt;br /&gt;Pero la cosa más extraña para decir&lt;br /&gt;Hasta ahora lejos y todavía te siento tan cerca&lt;br /&gt;No voy a cuestionarlo de cualquier otra manera&lt;br /&gt;Debe ser una puerta abierta para vos&lt;br /&gt;Para regresar&lt;br /&gt;Y los días que demoran, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Todas las noches yo estoy esperando por&lt;br /&gt;La posibilidad real de encontrarte en mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;A veces estas ahí y volvés a hablar conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Con la mañana yo podría jurar que estás al lado mío&lt;br /&gt;Y esta bien&lt;br /&gt;Está bien, está bien&lt;br /&gt;Yo estaré aquí&lt;br /&gt;Regresa, regresa&lt;br /&gt;Yo estaré aquí&lt;br /&gt;Regresa, regresa&lt;br /&gt;Yo estaré aquí&lt;br /&gt;Regresa, regresa&lt;br /&gt;OoooooooOoooooooOoooooooOooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3942564830040523368?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SmOOjx8fBxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/n6Lvx9TsLXc/s72-c/10408922-12824943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-4315297460413316492</id><published>2009-07-17T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:00:15.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexiones'/><title type='text'>Obstaculos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SmI31Kqpw5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/O5mkPnXFVdc/s1600-h/moonlightgg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SmI31Kqpw5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/O5mkPnXFVdc/s400/moonlightgg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359907893060158354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Voy andando por un sendero.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Dejo que mis pies me lleven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos se posan en los árboles, en los pájaros, en las piedras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;En el horizonte se recorta la silueta de una ciudad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Agudizo la mirada para distinguirla bien.&lt;br /&gt;Siento que la ciudad me atrae.&lt;br /&gt;Sin saber cómo, me doy cuenta de que en esta ciudad puedo encontrar todo lo&lt;br /&gt;que deseo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Todas mis metas, mis objetivos y mis logros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Mis ambiciones y mis&lt;br /&gt;sueños están en esta ciudad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Lo que quiero conseguir, lo que necesito, lo que&lt;br /&gt;más me gustaría ser, aquello a lo cual aspiro, o que intento, por lo que trabajo,&lt;br /&gt;lo que siempre ambicioné, aquello que sería el mayor de mis éxitos.&lt;br /&gt;Me imagino que todo eso está en esa ciudad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Sin dudar, empiezo a caminar&lt;br /&gt;hacia ella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt; A poco de andar, el sendero se hace cuesta arriba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Me canso un&lt;br /&gt;poco, pero no me importa sigo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Diviso una sombra negra, más adelante, en el camino. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Al acercarme, veo&lt;br /&gt;que una enorme zanja me impide mi paso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Temo... dudo.&lt;br /&gt;Me enoja que mi meta no pueda conseguirse fácilmente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;De todas maneras&lt;br /&gt;decido saltar la zanja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Retrocedo, tomo impulso y salto... Consigo pasarla. Me&lt;br /&gt;repongo y sigo caminando.&lt;br /&gt;Unos metros más adelante, aparece otra zanja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Vuelvo a tomar carrera y también la salto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Corro hacia la ciudad: el camino parece despejado. Me&lt;br /&gt;sorprende un abismo que detiene mi camino Me detengo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Imposible saltarlo  veo que a un costado hay maderas, clavos y herramientas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Me doy cuenta de que está allí para construir un puente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Nunca he sido hábil con mis manos... Pienso en renunciar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Miro la meta que deseo... y resisto.&lt;br /&gt;Empiezo a construir el puente. Pasan horas, o días, o meses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;El puente está&lt;br /&gt;hecho emocionado, lo cruzo.&lt;br /&gt;Y al llegar al otro lado... descubro el muro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Un gigantesco muro frío y húmedo rodea la ciudad de mis sueños...&lt;br /&gt;Me siento abatido... Busco la manera de esquivarlo. No hay caso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Debo escalarlo. La ciudad está tan cerca... No dejaré que el muro impida mi paso.&lt;br /&gt;Me propongo trepar.&lt;br /&gt;Descanso unos minutos y tomo aire... De pronto veo, a&lt;br /&gt;un costado del camino un niño que me mira como si me conociera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="justify"&gt;Me sonríe con complicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Me recuerda a mí mismo... cuando era niño.&lt;br /&gt;Quizás por eso, me animo a expresar en voz alta mi queja: -¿Por qué tantos&lt;br /&gt;obstáculos entre mi objetivo y yo?&lt;br /&gt;El niño se encoge de hombros y me contesta: -¿Por qué me lo preguntas a mí?&lt;br /&gt;Los obstáculos no estaban antes de que tú llegaras... Los obstáculos&lt;br /&gt;los trajiste tú.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-4315297460413316492?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/4315297460413316492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/obstaculos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4315297460413316492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4315297460413316492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/obstaculos.html' title='Obstaculos.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SmI31Kqpw5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/O5mkPnXFVdc/s72-c/moonlightgg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7058077012350716913</id><published>2009-07-17T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T04:44:56.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letras de canciones.'/><title type='text'>Pero a tu lado</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hola ya ha pasado un mes y 4 dias desde que abriste el blog aquel sabado 13 de Junio que alguien te animo a abrirlo, y era un poco hacer balance aquella cancion de Metallica que pusiste un poco de manera segura sabiendo que me encantaba, y la canción que a ti te gustaba de I´m yours y el cuento del buscador y asi una tras otra hasta que al final me pusiste como ayudante en tu blog.&lt;br /&gt;Y asi hasta ahora tantas canciones, tantos videos y ahi sigue el blog unas veces te gustaran mas o menos las entradas.&lt;br /&gt;Pero en las 81 entradas que ahi o por lo menos las que te haya puesto yo. Sabes que en mi siempre tendras un gran amigo para lo que necesites, y desearte todo lo mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Parece que suene a despedida pero no lo es, solo es para agradecerte todo el tiempo que nos conocemos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y que te quedes con los buenos que han habido y los que seguiran que espero que sean muchos.&lt;br /&gt;Ayer me gusto mucho el monologo que pusiste la verdad hacia tiempo que no me reia tanto gracias por ese buen momento.&lt;br /&gt;Y sigue disfrutando ese gran Valencianismo que llevas dentro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ALGUNA VEZ TENIA QUE PONERTE ALGUNA ENTRADA DE FUTBOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y QUE LAS CANCIONES QUE PONGO SON CANCIONES QUE CONOCES DE MUCHO TIEMPO Y SON PARA COMPARTIRLAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SmBPLzHKWkI/AAAAAAAAB98/hA3qmUG6KXc/s1600-h/valencia_cf_1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359370620688292418" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SmBPLzHKWkI/AAAAAAAAB98/hA3qmUG6KXc/s400/valencia_cf_1_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=dafd616" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cpq2soXcnGU&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cpq2soXcnGU&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He muerto y he resucitado.&lt;br /&gt;Con mis cenizas un árbol he plantado,&lt;br /&gt;su fruto ha dado y desde hoy algo ha empezado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He roto todos mis poemas,&lt;br /&gt;los de tristezas y de penas,&lt;br /&gt;lo he pensado y hoy sin dudar vuelvo a tu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayúdame y te habré ayudado,&lt;br /&gt;que hoy he soñado en otra vida,&lt;br /&gt;en otro mundo, pero a tu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no persigo sueños rotos,&lt;br /&gt;los he cosido con el hilo de tus ojos,&lt;br /&gt;y te he cantado al son de acordes aún no inventados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayúdame y te habré ayudado,&lt;br /&gt;que hoy he soñado en otra vida,&lt;br /&gt;en otro mundo, pero a tu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayúdame y te habré ayudado,&lt;br /&gt;que hoy he soñado en otra vida,&lt;br /&gt;en otro mundo, pero a tu lado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7058077012350716913?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7058077012350716913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/pero-tu-lado.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7058077012350716913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7058077012350716913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/pero-tu-lado.html' title='Pero a tu lado'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SmBPLzHKWkI/AAAAAAAAB98/hA3qmUG6KXc/s72-c/valencia_cf_1_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-9174403301255253218</id><published>2009-07-16T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:53:58.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>El calcetin.</title><content type='html'>Video de Gomaespuma basado en un calcetin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9iLap6RzPE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/d9iLap6RzPE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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/346646288308782323-9174403301255253218?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/9174403301255253218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/el-calcetin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/9174403301255253218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/9174403301255253218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/el-calcetin.html' title='El calcetin.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-1469071612603373999</id><published>2009-07-16T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:20:12.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bruce springsteen - the river</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAB4vOkL6cE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAB4vOkL6cE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I come from down in the valley &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where mister when you're young &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They bring you up to do like your daddy done &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and Mary we met in high school &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when she was just seventeen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'd ride out of this valley down to where the fields were green &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'd go down to the river &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And into the river we'd dive &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh down to the river we'd ride &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I got Mary pregnant &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and man that was all she wrote &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went down to the courthouse &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the judge put it all to rest &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No flowers no wedding dress &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That night we went down to the river &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And into the river we'd dive &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh down to the river we did ride &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now all them things that seemed so important &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well mister they vanished right into the air &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I just act like I don't remember &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mary acts like she don't care &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I remember us riding in my brother's car &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At night on them banks I'd lie awake &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now those memories come back to haunt me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they haunt me like a curse &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is a dream a lie if it don't come true &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or is it something worse &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that sends me down to the river &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;though I know the river is dry &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That sends me down to the river tonight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Down to the river &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my baby and I &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh down to the river we ride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_____________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soy de un valle &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Donde, señor, cuando eres joven &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Te educan para que hagas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lo mismo que hizo tu padre &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yo y Mary nos conocimos en la escuela superior &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuando ella tenía diecisiete años &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conducíamos lejos de este valle &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hasta llegar a los campos verdes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Íbamos hasta el río Y en el río nos zambullíamos &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, junto al río hacíamos el amor &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Entonces Mary se quedó embarazada &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y tío, no podía disimularlo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuando cumplí los diecinueve &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya tenía el carné del sindicato y una chaqueta para la boda &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fuimos al juzgado Y el juez hizo el resto &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sin sonrisas de boda, ni paseo hasta el altar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sin flores, ni vestido de novia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aquella noche nos fuimos al río &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y en el río nos zambullimos Oh, junto al río hicimos el amor &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trabajo en la construcción &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para la Johnstown Company &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero últimamente no hay mucho trabajo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Por culpa de la economía &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora todas las cosas que parecían tan importantes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Señor, se han desvanecido en el aire &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yo hago como si no me acordara Mary hace como si no le importara &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero recuerdo cuando íbamos en el coche de mi hermano &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Su cuerpo bronceado y húmedo junto al pantano &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;De noche me estiraba despierto en aquella orilla &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y la abrazaba hasta sentir su respiración &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora esos recuerdos han vuelto para acosarme &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me persiguen como una maldición &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Es un sueño una mentira si no se hace realidad &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O es algo peor lo que me lleva al río? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aunque sé que el río se ha secado &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lo que me lleva al río esta noche &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Al río Mi chica y yo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, junto al río hacemos el amor 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risa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7622800942928458163?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7622800942928458163/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/angel-martin-cuentos-infantiles.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7622800942928458163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7622800942928458163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/angel-martin-cuentos-infantiles.html' title='ángel martin - cuentos infantiles'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-2077930940775023840</id><published>2009-07-16T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T07:42:05.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>El sueño</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xzWAWaUJNqg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/xzWAWaUJNqg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay nada en el espejo&lt;br /&gt;y persigo mis reflejos&lt;br /&gt;igual que en los sueños.&lt;br /&gt;De andar desorientado&lt;br /&gt;voy cayendo en picado;&lt;br /&gt;es igual que un mal sueño.&lt;br /&gt;La vida es roja si te vas&lt;br /&gt;y me derrota igual&lt;br /&gt;que en los sueños,&lt;br /&gt;y olvido y ya no sé qué hacer,&lt;br /&gt;no dejo de correr,&lt;br /&gt;como en sueños.&lt;br /&gt;Te estaba dando un beso&lt;br /&gt;y mis labios no eran esos,&lt;br /&gt;igual que un mal sueño.&lt;br /&gt;La gente está que trina&lt;br /&gt;y la letra se me olvida;&lt;br /&gt;es igual que en mi sueño.&lt;br /&gt;La vida es roja si te vas&lt;br /&gt;y me derrota igual&lt;br /&gt;que en los sueños,&lt;br /&gt;y olvido y ya no sé qué hacer,&lt;br /&gt;no dejo de correr,&lt;br /&gt;como en sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no te vuelvo a ver,&lt;br /&gt;no quiero despertar;&lt;br /&gt;la realidad no me abandona.&lt;br /&gt;Busco un mundo mejor&lt;br /&gt;y escarbo en un cajón&lt;br /&gt;por si aparece entre mis cosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buscando mi destino,&lt;br /&gt;viviendo en diferido&lt;br /&gt;sin ser, ni oír, ni dar.&lt;br /&gt;Y a cobro revertido&lt;br /&gt;quisiera hablar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;y así sintonizar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay día que me levante&lt;br /&gt;y no haya muertos delante,&lt;br /&gt;es peor que un mal sueño.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy han dicho en la tele&lt;br /&gt;que han muerto tres mujeres&lt;br /&gt;y que han sido ellos;&lt;br /&gt;que un hombre-bomba entró en un bar&lt;br /&gt;dispuesto a dialogar&lt;br /&gt;con sus muertos;&lt;br /&gt;que bombardean una ciudad&lt;br /&gt;y algo ha salido mal.&lt;br /&gt;Por supuesto.&lt;br /&gt;Una bomba inteligente&lt;br /&gt;ha matado al presidente;&lt;br /&gt;pensó que era bueno.&lt;br /&gt;Y dicen por la tele&lt;br /&gt;que han muerto más mujeres&lt;br /&gt;y que han sido ellos.&lt;br /&gt;La vida es roja si te vas&lt;br /&gt;y me derrota igual&lt;br /&gt;que en los sueños,&lt;br /&gt;y olvido y ya no sé qué hacer,&lt;br /&gt;no dejo de correr,&lt;br /&gt;como en sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no te vuelvo a ver,&lt;br /&gt;no quiero despertar;&lt;br /&gt;la realidad no me abandona.&lt;br /&gt;Busco un mundo mejor&lt;br /&gt;y escarbo en un cajón&lt;br /&gt;por si aparece entre mis cosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buscando mi destino,&lt;br /&gt;viviendo en diferido&lt;br /&gt;sin ser, ni oír, ni dar.&lt;br /&gt;Y a cobro revertido&lt;br /&gt;quisiera hablar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;y así sintonizar.&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pase lo que pase y las conversaciones por un ordenador  momentos de hablar  sin que sea a traves de un ordenador como hoy se agradecen a veces olvidas lo que es hablar cara a cara y la verdad me apetecia un monton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un lampo di vita&lt;br /&gt;Come un pazzo gridar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Del delittuoso grido&lt;br /&gt;Bella ruggente pena&lt;br /&gt;Seren&lt;br /&gt;Come la rabbia di amar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Come un assalto di gioia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;I see a spark of life shining&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;I hear a young minstrel sing&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful roaring scream&lt;br /&gt;Of joy and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;So extreme&lt;br /&gt;There is a love in me raging&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;A joyous, magical feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Como la luz de la vida&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Como un payaso que grita&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Del estupendo grito&lt;br /&gt;De la tristeza loca&lt;br /&gt;Serena&lt;br /&gt;Como la rabia de amar&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;br /&gt;Como un asalto de felicidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3252591215086885222?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3252591215086885222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/alegria.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3252591215086885222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3252591215086885222'/><link 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SlzTJvfLXBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4nZbsi_Fnfk/s320/1352683099_2109230dbc_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1VRZlSSIrwY&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1VRZlSSIrwY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed you good bye at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;I held you so close to me.I said&lt;br /&gt;'So here we are now and I can't stop from crying Lilly'.&lt;br /&gt;And you said 'Hey hey hoo,&lt;br /&gt; you know this is the way to go&lt;br /&gt;You will forget about me when I'm on that plane.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about me when I'm on that plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane took off and my love went with it.&lt;br /&gt;The chilly wind whipped my both cheeks hard.&lt;br /&gt;And the man next to me said&lt;br /&gt;'Everything is gonna be alright'.&lt;br /&gt;I said 'Nothing is gonna be alright,&lt;br /&gt; but thank you anyway'.&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw your face in the airplane window.&lt;br /&gt;I waved my hands and I shouted to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore a T-shirt and my worn out hat.&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned as a summer cat.&lt;br /&gt;And as I stood there as a broken hearted&lt;br /&gt;I realized you got the car keys still.&lt;br /&gt;So I broke into my own old car&lt;br /&gt;.I fell asleep on the passenger seat.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed of summer sex with you&lt;br /&gt;and you whispered in my ear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you leave me tomorrow instead?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you leave me tomorrow instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And above the clouds she said to her self'&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how naive a man can be.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I love you soand&lt;br /&gt;that's why I can't be with you...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te besé con un adiós en el aeropuerto.&lt;br /&gt;celebré que tan cerca de mí.&lt;br /&gt;Te dije 'Así que aquí estamos&lt;br /&gt;y ahora no puedo dejar de llorar Lilly »&lt;br /&gt;.Y me dijiste 'Hey hey hoo,&lt;br /&gt;que sabemos que este es el camino a seguir "&lt;br /&gt;Tú te olvidas de mí cuando esté en ese avión.&lt;br /&gt;Olvídate de mí cuando esté en ese avión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Esta noche, esta noche, esta noche, esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contigo esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, esta noche, esta noche, esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contigo esta noche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El avión despegó y mi amor fue con el&lt;br /&gt;.El frío viento me azota duramente las dos mejillas .&lt;br /&gt;Y el hombre a mi lado me dice "Todo va a estar bien".&lt;br /&gt;Yo dije: 'Nada va a estar bien,&lt;br /&gt;pero gracias de todos modos ".&lt;br /&gt;Y entonces vi su cara en la ventana del avión.&lt;br /&gt;Me despedí con mis manos y le gritaba:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, esta noche, esta noche, esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contigo esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, esta noche, esta noche, esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contigo esta noche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo llevaba una camiseta desgastada y mi sombrero.&lt;br /&gt;Abandonado como un gato de verano.&lt;br /&gt;Y como yo estaba allí con un corazón roto&lt;br /&gt;Me di cuenta de que tienes las llaves del auto todavía.&lt;br /&gt;Así que rompí en mi viejo coche.&lt;br /&gt;Me quedé dormido en el asiento del pasajero.&lt;br /&gt;He soñado sobre el verano de sexo contigo&lt;br /&gt;y me susurró en mi oído:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, esta noche, esta noche, esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contigo esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, esta noche, esta noche, esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contigo esta noche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué no puedes salir en lugar mañana?&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué no puedes salir en lugar mañana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y por encima de las nubes ella dijo a su auto&lt;br /&gt;«No puedo creer cómo un hombre inocente puede ser.&lt;br /&gt;Es por eso que Te quiero tanto&lt;br /&gt;y por eso no puedo estar contigo ... '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, esta noche, esta noche, esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contigo esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, esta noche, esta noche, esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contgo esta noche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-4088910340668115204?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/4088910340668115204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-kissed-you-good-bye-at-airport.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4088910340668115204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/4088910340668115204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-kissed-you-good-bye-at-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SlzTJvfLXBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4nZbsi_Fnfk/s72-c/1352683099_2109230dbc_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-9010826384104423198</id><published>2009-07-14T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:28:57.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fPkUmdGiDHg&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fPkUmdGiDHg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;es esta la canción no??? =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-9010826384104423198?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/9010826384104423198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/es-esta-la-cancion-no.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/9010826384104423198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/9010826384104423198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/es-esta-la-cancion-no.html' title=''/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-1626658180299182234</id><published>2009-07-13T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:52:15.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juego.'/><title type='text'>Sueños.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlusQo14utI/AAAAAAAAB8w/TyQ6NBeKYBc/s1600-h/x1pnprgmi5o53oh5cmkqto4fnigtkp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlusQo14utI/AAAAAAAAB8w/TyQ6NBeKYBc/s400/x1pnprgmi5o53oh5cmkqto4fnigtkp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358065583528655570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ves yo algunas veces podria aplicarme lo de esta foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuantas veces habia pensado cambiar por cosas que pienso a veces que dicen de mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta entrada va a ser tipo juego yo te pongo una cancion y tienes que adivinar lo siguiente:&lt;br /&gt;Autor o grupo.&lt;br /&gt;Titulo original de la canción&lt;br /&gt;Pelicula en la que sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="96%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TODA MI VIDA&lt;br /&gt;ESTÁ CAMBIANDO CADA DÍA&lt;br /&gt;EN TOSAS LAS MANERAS POSIBLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EN TODOS MIS SUEÑOS&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA ES REALMENTE COMO PARECE&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA ES COMO PARECE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SÉ QUE ME HE SENTIDO ASÍ ANTES&lt;br /&gt;PERO AHORA LO ESTOY SINTIENDO AÚN MÁS&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE VIENE DE TI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTONCES ME ABRO Y VEO&lt;br /&gt;LA PERSONA CAYENDO AQUÍ SOY YO&lt;br /&gt;UNA FORMA DIFERENTE DE SER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO ADVIERTO MAS&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSIBLE DE IGNORAR&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSIBLE DE IGNORAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELLOS SE REALIZARÁN&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSIBLE NO HACERLO&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSIBLE NO HACERLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHORA TE DIRÉ ABIERTAMENTE&lt;br /&gt;TIENES MI CORAZÓN PUES NO ME HIERAS&lt;br /&gt;ESTÁS DONDE NO PODRÍA ENCONTRAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNA MENTE TOTALMENTE ASOMBROSA&lt;br /&gt;TAN INTELIGENTE Y TAN BUENA&lt;br /&gt;TU ERES TODO PARA MI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODA MI VIDA&lt;br /&gt;ESTÁ CAMBIANDO CADA DÍA&lt;br /&gt;EN TOSAS LAS MANERAS POSIBLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y OH MIS SUEÑOS&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA ES REALMENTE COMO PARECE&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE TU ERES UN SUEÑO PARA MI&lt;br /&gt;UN SUEÑO PARA MI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-1626658180299182234?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/1626658180299182234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/suenos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1626658180299182234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1626658180299182234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/suenos.html' title='Sueños.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlusQo14utI/AAAAAAAAB8w/TyQ6NBeKYBc/s72-c/x1pnprgmi5o53oh5cmkqto4fnigtkp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5588556236817341080</id><published>2009-07-13T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:15:40.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Strani Amori</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Slt5rk7f_II/AAAAAAAAB8o/nC_dzYRDxCw/s1600-h/2361943628_56e74049cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357876499999814722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlsAShzm9EI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/dMZ8xmkIAjo/s400/feliz20diavvbn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xryjvBkJXw&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xryjvBkJXw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN TO YOUR HEART ESCUCHA A TU CORAZON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que hay algo detrás de tu sonrisa.&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una noción por la mirada en tus ojos, yea.&lt;br /&gt;Contruiste un amor pero ese amor se derrumbó.&lt;br /&gt;Tu pequeño pedazo de cielo se torna muy oscuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escucha a tu corazón cuando él te llame.&lt;br /&gt;Escucha a tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;no hay nada más que puedas hacer. No sé a donde estás yendo&lt;br /&gt;y no sé por que pero escucha a tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;antes de que le digas adiós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces te perguntas si esta lucha vale la pena.&lt;br /&gt;Los preciosos momentos están perdidos en la marea, yea.&lt;br /&gt;Ellos son llevados y nada lo que parece,&lt;br /&gt;la sensación de pertenecer a tus sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escucha a tu corazon cuando él te llame.&lt;br /&gt;Escucha a tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;no hay nada más que puedas hacer.&lt;br /&gt;No sé a donde estás yendo&lt;br /&gt;y no sé por que pero escucha a tu corazón antes de que le digas adiós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hay voces que quieren ser oidas.&lt;br /&gt;Mucho para decir pero no encuentras las palabras.&lt;br /&gt;El aroma a magia, la belleza que había&lt;br /&gt;cuando el amor era más salvaje que el viento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3227185729401675830?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3227185729401675830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/listen-to-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3227185729401675830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3227185729401675830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/listen-to-your-heart.html' title='Listen to your heart'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlsAShzm9EI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/dMZ8xmkIAjo/s72-c/feliz20diavvbn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5261711613460690672</id><published>2009-07-12T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:27:34.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Felicitaciones.'/><title type='text'>primer mes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlrW8PZsFCI/AAAAAAAAB8I/gc9z4UnRJsc/s1600-h/cumpleanos.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357831037125399586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlrW8PZsFCI/AAAAAAAAB8I/gc9z4UnRJsc/s400/cumpleanos.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Para no poner siempre musica hoy cambio la dinamica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Hoy hace un mes que abriste el blog.&lt;br /&gt;Que tengas un buen dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5261711613460690672?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/5261711613460690672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7834047375605406101</id><published>2009-07-12T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:55:13.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica'/><title type='text'>Bonny portmore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlpNqPzxQWI/AAAAAAAAB8A/639eGuX0fiA/s1600-h/u195vjgv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlpNqPzxQWI/AAAAAAAAB8A/639eGuX0fiA/s400/u195vjgv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357680094904140130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como ya te imaginaras cuando veas el video esta canción es de la primera parte de los inmortales, y la verdad es una canción y una pelicula que me encanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlpCOpFJIHI/AAAAAAAAB74/swNRwGVNaeg/s1600-h/Loreena%2BMcKennitt%2Blmk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlpCOpFJIHI/AAAAAAAAB74/swNRwGVNaeg/s400/Loreena%2BMcKennitt%2Blmk1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667526023651442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5z3G9qW1zQ8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/5z3G9qW1zQ8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" 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/346646288308782323-7834047375605406101?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7834047375605406101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/bonny-portmore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7834047375605406101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7834047375605406101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Slo9XqWSzjI/AAAAAAAAB7w/5PXvy15x8gU/s1600-h/amistad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Slo9XqWSzjI/AAAAAAAAB7w/5PXvy15x8gU/s400/amistad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357662183424708146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay veces en la vida que cuando crees que ya tienes todo echo en cuanto amistades y un buen dia en el sitio menos esperado aparece una persona especial, y poco a poco vas conociendola y es bueno saber que la tienes como amiga.&lt;br /&gt;Con Cariño te dedico esta cancion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQEhY-1mi1c&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlkUABMkx-I/AAAAAAAAB7o/5ZgCbJh-ZT4/s72-c/0.....................gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-2732760766497462963</id><published>2009-07-11T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:57:52.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letras de canciones'/><title type='text'>I don't want  to miss a thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlioINZjQwI/AAAAAAAAB7g/ngNb2zn9UTY/s1600-h/rosa_blanca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlioINZjQwI/AAAAAAAAB7g/ngNb2zn9UTY/s400/rosa_blanca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357216615746454274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEYh5bIavsg&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEYh5bIavsg&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Podría quedarme despierto solo para oírte respirar            &lt;br /&gt;Verte sonreír mientras duermes            &lt;br /&gt;Cuando estas muy lejos soñando               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Puedo gastar mi vida en esta dulce rendición            &lt;br /&gt;Puedo quedarme perdido en este momento por siempre            &lt;br /&gt;Cada momento que paso contigo es un tesoro para mi               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;No quiero cerrar mis ojos            &lt;br /&gt;No quiero quedarme dormido            &lt;br /&gt;Porque me perdería de tí, nena            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Porque hasta cuando sueño contigo            &lt;br /&gt;El más dulce sueño jamás lo lograría            &lt;br /&gt;Todavía te extrañaría            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Acostado al lado tuyo sintiendo tu corazón latir            &lt;br /&gt;Y me pregunto qué estás soñando            &lt;br /&gt;Me pregunto si soy yo a quien estás viendo            &lt;br /&gt;Luego beso tus ojos            &lt;br /&gt;Y le agradezco a Dios que estemos juntos            &lt;br /&gt;Y solo quiero quedarme contigo en este momento            &lt;br /&gt;Por siempre y siempre               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;No quiero cerrar mis ojos            &lt;br /&gt;No quiero quedarme dormido            &lt;br /&gt;Porque me perdería de tí, nena            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Porque hasta cuando sueño contigo            &lt;br /&gt;El más dulce sueño jamás lo lograría            &lt;br /&gt;Todavía te extrañaría            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;No quiero perderme de una sonrisa            &lt;br /&gt;No quiero perderme de un beso            &lt;br /&gt;Sopo quiero estar contigo            &lt;br /&gt;Aquí mismo, contigo, tan solo así            &lt;br /&gt;Yo solo quiero tenerte cerca            &lt;br /&gt;Sentir tu corazón muy cerca al mío            &lt;br /&gt;Y solo quedarme aquí, en este momento            &lt;br /&gt;Por todo el resto del tiempo               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;No quiero cerrar mis ojos            &lt;br /&gt;No quiero quedarme dormido            &lt;br /&gt;Porque me perdería de tí, nena            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Porque hasta cuando sueño contigo            &lt;br /&gt;El más dulce sueño jamás lo lograría            &lt;br /&gt;Todavía te extrañaría            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;No quiero cerrar mis ojos            &lt;br /&gt;No quiero quedarme dormido            &lt;br /&gt;Porque me perdería de tí, nena            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;Porque hasta cuando sueño contigo            &lt;br /&gt;El más dulce sueño jamás lo lograría            &lt;br /&gt;Todavía te extrañaría            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;No quiero cerrar mis ojos            &lt;br /&gt;No quiero quedarme dormido, si            &lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero perderme de nada              &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-2732760766497462963?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/2732760766497462963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-want-to-miss-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/2732760766497462963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/2732760766497462963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-want-to-miss-thing.html' title='I don&apos;t want  to miss a thing'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlioINZjQwI/AAAAAAAAB7g/ngNb2zn9UTY/s72-c/rosa_blanca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-1791564630593343618</id><published>2009-07-09T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T05:07:40.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Que tengas un buen dia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlW1_NSssBI/AAAAAAAAB7I/PjBfEX6iZno/s1600-h/arx1198073667s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlW1_NSssBI/AAAAAAAAB7I/PjBfEX6iZno/s400/arx1198073667s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356387429331546130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer la verdad que fue un dia horrible hoy la verdad que ya mejor.&lt;br /&gt;Y no es una entrada para pedir perdon simplemente dar las gracias por estar ahi y aunque a veces sienta cosas que no son o que me siento solo se que no es asi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wzIPmpPvH44&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wzIPmpPvH44&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 180px; height: 210px; text-align: center; background-color: rgb(52, 52, 52);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;iframe src="http://www.quedeletras.com/boxletras.php?id=102987" scrolling="no" width="180" frameborder="0" height="210"&gt; &amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;a href="http://www.quedeletras.com" style="font-size:11px; color:#C0C0C0; text-decoration:none;" title="Letras De Canciones"&amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;Letras Canciones.&amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quedeletras.com/" style="font-size: 11px; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-decoration: none;" title="Letras De Canciones"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-1791564630593343618?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlW1_NSssBI/AAAAAAAAB7I/PjBfEX6iZno/s72-c/arx1198073667s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8482638543835532195</id><published>2009-07-08T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:54:13.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU OUGHTA KNOW - ALANIS MORISSETTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SlTa3UN7ylI/AAAAAAAAADU/7EeFpxwgNTc/s1600-h/47496-42615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146500705176146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SlTa3UN7ylI/AAAAAAAAADU/7EeFpxwgNTc/s320/47496-42615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQhgihSUXv0&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQhgihSUXv0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT IM HAPPY FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;I WISH NOTHING BUT THE BEST&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOU BOTH&lt;br /&gt;AN OLDER VERSION OF ME&lt;br /&gt;IS SHE PERVERTED LIKE ME&lt;br /&gt;WOULD SHE GO DOWN ON YOU IN A THEATER&lt;br /&gt;DOES SHE SPEAK ELOQUENTLY&lt;br /&gt;AND WOULD SHE HAVE YOUR BABY&lt;br /&gt;IM SURE SHED MAKE&lt;br /&gt;A REALLY EXCELLENT MOTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THE LOVE THAT YOU GAVE THAT WE MADE&lt;br /&gt;WASNT ABLE TO MAKE IT ENOUGH FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;TO BE OPEN WIDE NO&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERY TIME YOU SPEAK HER NAME&lt;br /&gt;DOES SHE KNOW HOW YOU TOLD ME&lt;br /&gt;YOUD HOLD ME&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL YOU DIED&lt;br /&gt;TIL YOU DIED&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOURE STILL ALIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM HERE TO REMIND YOU&lt;br /&gt;OF THE MESS YOU LEFT WHEN YOU WENT AWAY&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT FAIR TO DENY ME&lt;br /&gt;OF THE CROSS I BEAR THAT YOU GAVE TO ME&lt;br /&gt;YOU YOU YOU OUGHTA KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEEM VERY WELL THINGS LOOK PEACEFUL&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT QUITE AS WELL I THOUGHT&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULD KNOW&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU FORGET ABOUT ME MR DUPLICITY&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TO BUG YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF DINNER&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS A SLAP IN THE FACE&lt;br /&gt;HOW QUICKLY I WAS REPLACED&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU THINKING OF ME WHEN YOU FUCK HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THE LOVE THAT YOU GAVE THAT WE MADE&lt;br /&gt;WASNT ABLE TO MAKE IT ENOUGH FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;TO BE OPEN WIDE NO&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERY TIME YOU SPEAK HER NAME&lt;br /&gt;DOES SHE KNOW HOW YOU TOLD ME&lt;br /&gt;YOUD HOLD ME UNTIL YOU DIED&lt;br /&gt;TIL YOU DIED&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOURE SILL ALIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THE JOKE THAT YOU LAID IN THE BED&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS MEAND IM NOT GONNA FADE&lt;br /&gt;AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW IT&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERY TIME&lt;br /&gt;I SCRATCH MY NAILS&lt;br /&gt;DOWN SOMEONE ELSES BACK&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU FEEL IT&lt;br /&gt;WELL CAN YOU FEEL IT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-8482638543835532195?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8482638543835532195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-you-to-know-that-im-happy-for.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8482638543835532195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8482638543835532195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-you-to-know-that-im-happy-for.html' title='YOU OUGHTA KNOW - ALANIS MORISSETTE'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SlTa3UN7ylI/AAAAAAAAADU/7EeFpxwgNTc/s72-c/47496-42615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-949661128719060120</id><published>2009-07-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:01:38.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Amistad</title><content type='html'>Esta es mi entrada de hoy.&lt;br /&gt;que te vaya muy bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlSyxM1zgoI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/47HUo_8R9L4/s1600-h/amor-y-amistad-300x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlSyxM1zgoI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/47HUo_8R9L4/s400/amor-y-amistad-300x225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356102415180595842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;" class="videos_musicales_list2"&gt;                                &lt;div class="list_divPLAY"&gt;&lt;div class="video_info"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C9rX1o2RZc8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/C9rX1o2RZc8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;La amistad es algo que atraviesa el alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;es un sentimiento que no se te va.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;No te digo cómo, pero ocurre justo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cuando dos personas van volando juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Suben a lo alto sobre la otra gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;como dando un salto en la inmensidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y no habrá distancia no la habrá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ni desconfianza, si te quedas en mi corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ya siempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Porque en cada sitio que estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;porque en cada sitio que esté,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;en las cosas que vives, yo también viviré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Porque en cada sitio que estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nos encontraremos unidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;uno en brazos del otro, es el destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;En la misma calle, bajo el mismo cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;aunque todo cambie no nos perderemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Abre bien los brazos mándame un aviso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;no te quepa duda, yo te encontraré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;No estarás ya solo yo estaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;continuando el vuelo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;te lleve con mi corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ya siempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Porque en cada sitio que estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;porque en cada sitio que esté,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;en las cosas que vives, yo también viviré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Porque en cada sitio que estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;no nos queda más que un camino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;solo habrá dos amigos, tan unidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cree en mí, no te atrevas a dudar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;todas las cosas que vives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;si son sinceras como tú, y yo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sabes tu, que jamas terminarán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Porque en cada sitio que estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;porque en cada sitio que esté,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;En las cosas que vives, yo también viviré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Porque en cada sitio que estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Que esté, porque en cada sitio que esté,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y que esté.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;tú me llevas contigo dentro del corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Porque en cada sitio que estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nos encontraremos unidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;uno en brazos del otro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;es el destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Es el destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Porque en cada sitio que estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;porque en cada sitio que esté,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;en las cosas que vives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yo también viviré.            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                                                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-949661128719060120?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/949661128719060120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/amistad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/949661128719060120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/949661128719060120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/amistad.html' title='Amistad'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlSyxM1zgoI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/47HUo_8R9L4/s72-c/amor-y-amistad-300x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-1353758130901109185</id><published>2009-07-07T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:40:31.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letra'/><title type='text'>Wicked Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlPFZ2cVZhI/AAAAAAAAB6I/PKWJOHRhdyM/s1600-h/chris-isaak-wicked-game-v2_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355841429775410706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlPFZ2cVZhI/AAAAAAAAB6I/PKWJOHRhdyM/s400/chris-isaak-wicked-game-v2_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IJ7WJZXDMNc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IJ7WJZXDMNc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta cancion la escuchaba hace tiempo y la verdad que siempre me gusto, y queria compartirla contigo aunque igual ya la conocias, como te decia en la otra entrada en el comentario es cierto que tienes dias malos y ya te dije que ayer fue uno pero bueno creo que nos pasa a muchos. Y la verdad que nunca me cansare de agradecerte lo buena amiga que eres y nunca por muchos cds, canciones que te ponga en el blog nunca sera suficiente, y siento si te agobio a veces con los mensajes en el messenger o al movil pero no somos de piedra si no seria mejor no tener sentimientos, aunque seria muy aburrido o quiza es ir a lo facil no te preocupas por nada ni por nadie y arreglado.&lt;br /&gt;No me enrollo mas y te deseo todo lo mejor de todo&lt;br /&gt;El mundo ardía, nadie podría salvarme excepto tu.&lt;br /&gt;Es extraño lo que el deseo hará hacer a la gente tonta.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca soñé que necesitaría a alguien como tu.&lt;br /&gt;Y nunca soñé que necesitaría de alguien como tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, yo no me quiero enamorar&lt;br /&gt;Este mundo siempre va a frenar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;No, yo no me quiero enamorar&lt;br /&gt;Este mundo siempre va a frenar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;… De ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué juego tan perverso por jugar&lt;br /&gt;Para hacerme sentir de esta manera&lt;br /&gt;Qué cosa tan perversa por hacer&lt;br /&gt;Para dejarme soñar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Qué cosa tan perversa que decir&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca te sentiste de esta manera&lt;br /&gt;Qué cosa tan perversa que haces&lt;br /&gt;Para hacerme soñar contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, yo no me quiero enamorar&lt;br /&gt;Este mundo siempre va a frenar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;No, yo no me quiero enamorar&lt;br /&gt;Este mundo siempre va a frenar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;… De ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mundo ardía, nadie podría salvarme excepto tu.&lt;br /&gt;Es extraño lo que el deseo hará hacer a la gente tonta.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca soñé que amaría a alguien como tu.&lt;br /&gt;Y nunca soñé que perdería de alguien como tu, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora me quiero enamorar&lt;br /&gt;Este mundo siempre va a frenar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Ahora quiero sentir lujuria&lt;br /&gt;Este mundo siempre va a frenar tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;… De ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlPH0sEm1DI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/EReVSNWgTPs/s400/corazon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlPH0sEm1DI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/EReVSNWgTPs/s1600-h/corazon.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;El mundo ardía, nadie podría &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-1353758130901109185?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/1353758130901109185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-6829633927121654083</id><published>2009-07-07T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:18:00.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grita - melon diesel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SlNy_F0iiTI/AAAAAAAAADE/CNPeVSy1QsM/s1600-h/65441,1163329950,1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355750810093521202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SlNy_F0iiTI/AAAAAAAAADE/CNPeVSy1QsM/s320/65441,1163329950,1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OA-hQDOpaUE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OA-hQDOpaUE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No hay salida, no hay solución &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pierdes la fe, se equivoca el sol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;y el día se tiñe de marrón. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si no hay luz en tu rincón &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;los de siempre te marcan gol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;y toca fondo el corazón. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si no te puedes levantar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;de ese golpe del ayer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;si tu vida desafina &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no lo pienses ponte en pie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grita, grita, no te pueden oir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grita más alto que te puedan sentir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grita, grita si te sientes solo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hay un amigo cerca de ti cerca de ti. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si las agujas de tu reloj &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hablan del tiempo de un perdedor &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;y no encuentras una razón. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si no hay refugio alrededor &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;y ya no te gusta ninguna canción &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;si dices "sí" y responden "no". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si estás a punto de estallar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no queda nada en que creer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;si tu vida desafina &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no lo pienses ponte en pie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grita, grita, no te pueden oir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grita más alto que te puedan sentir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grita, grita si te sientes solo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hay un amigo cerca de ti &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cerca de ti. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Grita más alto) no te pueden oir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(grita más fuerte) que te pueda sentir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(grita más alto) hay alguien cerca de tí. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grita, grita, grita no te puedo oir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grita más alto que te puedan sentir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grita, grita si te sientes solo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hay un amigo cerca de ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-6829633927121654083?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/6829633927121654083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/grita-melon-diesel.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/6829633927121654083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/6829633927121654083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/grita-melon-diesel.html' title='grita - melon diesel'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SlNy_F0iiTI/AAAAAAAAADE/CNPeVSy1QsM/s72-c/65441,1163329950,1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3677741351877800473</id><published>2009-07-07T01:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:02:08.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Who wants to live forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlMAsRotVLI/AAAAAAAAB54/j7WS84kg_jU/s1600-h/buenosdiasverde5ig.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlMAsRotVLI/AAAAAAAAB54/j7WS84kg_jU/s400/buenosdiasverde5ig.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355625142522041522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=88b6128" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay tiempo para nosotros&lt;br /&gt;No hay lugar para nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Qué es esta cosa que crea nuestros sueños que a pesar de todo se nos escapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quién quiere vivir para siempre&lt;br /&gt;Quién quiere vivir para siempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay oportunidad para nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Está todo decidido para nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Este mundo tiene sólo un buen momento desechado para nosotros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quién quiere vivir para siempre&lt;br /&gt;Quién quiere vivir para siempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quién se atrevería a amar para siempre&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el amor debe morir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas toca mis lágrimas con tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Toca mi mundo con tus dedos&lt;br /&gt;Y podemos tener para siempre&lt;br /&gt;Y podemos amar para siempre&lt;br /&gt;Para siempre es nuestro día de hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quién quiere vivir para siempre&lt;br /&gt;Quién quiere vivir para siempre&lt;br /&gt;Para siempre es nuestro día de hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, ¿Quién espera para siempre?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3677741351877800473?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3677741351877800473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-wants-to-live-forever.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3677741351877800473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3677741351877800473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-wants-to-live-forever.html' title='Who wants to live forever'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SlMAsRotVLI/AAAAAAAAB54/j7WS84kg_jU/s72-c/buenosdiasverde5ig.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5870725416262492183</id><published>2009-07-06T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:11:48.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deluxe - que no</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fUPGE2FUE8g&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fUPGE2FUE8g&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya sé que no es exactamente lo que debería de ser&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero me río al pensar que crees que voy a ceder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sé que es más fácil quedarme sentado, esperar que pase el dolor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que oír en la radio mi voz decirle a la gente que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No intentes hacerme cambiar,no me pida ese favor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siento decirte que no, que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que no, que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya sé que quizá no es el momento ni es lugar ideal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero dejarlo pasar sería un triste final&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya sé que piensas que es algo extraño que no puede durar más&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero al final tú caeras y puede que yo ya no esté&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No intentes hacerme cambiar, no me pidas ese favor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siento decirte que no, que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que no, que no, que no, que noQue no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siento decir que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No intentes hacerme cambiar, no me pidas ese favor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siento decirte que no, que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que no, que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No intentes hacerme cambiar, no me pidas ese favor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siento decirte que no, que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que no, que no, que no, que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que no, que no, que no...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siento decir que no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5870725416262492183?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/5870725416262492183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/deluxe-que-no.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/5870725416262492183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/5870725416262492183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/deluxe-que-no.html' title='deluxe - que no'/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-7885370719983474076</id><published>2009-07-05T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:17:24.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Puede ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RUaJLqCiiGs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/RUaJLqCiiGs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé si quedan amigos&lt;br /&gt;Ni si existe el amor&lt;br /&gt;Si puedo contar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Para hablar de dolor&lt;br /&gt;Si existe alguien que escuche&lt;br /&gt;Cuando alzo la voz&lt;br /&gt;Y no sentirme sóla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser que la vida me guíe hasta el sol&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser que el mal domine tus horas&lt;br /&gt;O que toda tu risa le gane ese pulso al dolor&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser que lo malo sea hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naces y vives solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy haciendo mis planes&lt;br /&gt;Voy sabiendo quien soy&lt;br /&gt;Voy buscando mi parte&lt;br /&gt;Voy logrando el control&lt;br /&gt;Van jugando contigo&lt;br /&gt;Van rompiendo tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Van dejándote solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naces y vives solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo puede mejorar&lt;br /&gt;Algo que pueda encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Algo que me dé ese aliento&lt;br /&gt;Que me ayude a imaginar&lt;br /&gt;Y yo lo quiero lograr&lt;br /&gt;Y sólo quiero recordar&lt;br /&gt;Y darle tiempo a este momento&lt;br /&gt;Que me ayude a superar&lt;br /&gt;Que me dé tu sentimiento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-7885370719983474076?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/7885370719983474076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/puede-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7885370719983474076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/7885370719983474076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/puede-ser.html' title='Puede ser'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-2380468392972931115</id><published>2009-07-05T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T08:14:00.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Standby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me da vértigo el punto muerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;y la marcha atrás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;vivir en los atascos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;los frenos automáticos y el olor a gasoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me angustia el cruce de miradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;la doble dirección de las palabras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;y el obsceno guiñar de los semáforos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me da pena la vida, los cambios de sentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;las señales de stop y los pasos perdidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me agobian las medianas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;las frases que están hechas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;los que nunca saludan y los malos profetas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me fatigan los dioses bajados del Olimpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;a conquistar la Tierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;y los necios de espíritu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me entristecen quienes me venden clines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;en los pasos de cebra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;los que enferman de cáncer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;y los que sólo son simples marionetas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me aplasta la hermosura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;de los cuerpos perfectos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;las sirenas que ululan en las noches de fiesta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;los códigos de barras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;el baile de etiquetas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me arruinan las prisas y las faltas de estilo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;el paso obligatorio, las tardes de domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;y hasta la línea recta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me enervan los que no tienen dudas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;y aquellos que se aferran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;a sus ideales sobre los de cualquiera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Me cansa tanto tráfico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;y tanto sinsentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;parado frente al mar mientras que el mundo gira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BoQ7QcFFdKc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BoQ7QcFFdKc&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" 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/346646288308782323-2380468392972931115?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/2380468392972931115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/standby.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/2380468392972931115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/2380468392972931115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/standby.html' title='Standby'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-304566427841993344</id><published>2009-07-04T03:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:07:37.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica'/><title type='text'>Vanessa Mae.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk8sA2GZNtI/AAAAAAAAB5w/fUW70_iQBYY/s1600-h/dedos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk8sA2GZNtI/AAAAAAAAB5w/fUW70_iQBYY/s400/dedos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354546875000764114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción para que la disfrutes después del trabajo.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que te guste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4H6G9U05NQs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/4H6G9U05NQs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" 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/346646288308782323-304566427841993344?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/304566427841993344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/vanessa-mae.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/304566427841993344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/304566427841993344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/vanessa-mae.html' title='Vanessa Mae.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk8sA2GZNtI/AAAAAAAAB5w/fUW70_iQBYY/s72-c/dedos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8683594205787150701</id><published>2009-07-03T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:11:54.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexiones. gracias.'/><title type='text'>Para una bella persona.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk6B9hqYZqI/AAAAAAAAB5o/NnLWdI_kkT0/s1600-h/AMIGOS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk6B9hqYZqI/AAAAAAAAB5o/NnLWdI_kkT0/s400/AMIGOS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354359900998231714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya se que no tengo que ponerla pero me apetecia y por supuesto te la dedico a ti.&lt;br /&gt;Siempre que estes en Valencia o donde estes puedes contar conmigo para lo que seas gracias por escucharme hoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-8683594205787150701?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8683594205787150701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/para-una-bella-persona.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8683594205787150701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8683594205787150701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/para-una-bella-persona.html' title='Para una bella persona.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk6B9hqYZqI/AAAAAAAAB5o/NnLWdI_kkT0/s72-c/AMIGOS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-518138089266720102</id><published>2009-07-02T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T07:32:53.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Sin direccion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk0c0JnIdCI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/fMcBv2Isx3E/s1600-h/casi_refinado-1024x768-356302.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk0c0JnIdCI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/fMcBv2Isx3E/s400/casi_refinado-1024x768-356302.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353967214272214050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9de07e8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buenos días, ya he llegado&lt;br /&gt;Las nueve y cuarto y gafas de sol&lt;br /&gt;No preguntes, estoy cansado&lt;br /&gt;Me acuesto un rato y después me voy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo el mapa de tu corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche yo tengo el control,&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos que es mejor...oohh&lt;br /&gt;Volamos sin dirección {sin dirección}&lt;br /&gt;Atravesamos el sol {sin dirección}&lt;br /&gt;Contágiame tu calor,&lt;br /&gt;Que hoy me estoy quedando helado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prensa rosa, noches locas,&lt;br /&gt;Y mil botellas de buen Shaldon,&lt;br /&gt;30 camas destrozadas,&lt;br /&gt;Te emborrachabas, de rock&amp;roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo el mapa de tu corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche yo tengo el control,&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos que es mejor...oohh&lt;br /&gt;Volamos sin dirección {sin dirección}&lt;br /&gt;Atravesamos el sol {sin dirección}&lt;br /&gt;Contágiame tu calor,&lt;br /&gt;Que hoy me estoy quedando helado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y otra vez te vas, y piensas que da igual&lt;br /&gt;Que nada de lo que haces,&lt;br /&gt;Puedes rondar los sueños,&lt;br /&gt;Que estrellastes antes&lt;br /&gt;Intentaron regalarme un día,&lt;br /&gt;Mírame y no sonrías&lt;br /&gt;No tengo palabras para explicar las cosas&lt;br /&gt;Que aun no me han pasado contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volamos sin dirección {sin dirección}&lt;br /&gt;Atravesamos el sol {sin dirección}&lt;br /&gt;Contágiame tu calor,&lt;br /&gt;Contágiame tu calor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prensa rosa, noches locas,&lt;br /&gt;Y mil botellas de buen Shaldon,&lt;br /&gt;30 camas destrozadas,&lt;br /&gt;Te emborrachabas, de rock&amp;roll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-518138089266720102?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/518138089266720102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/sin-direccion.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/518138089266720102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/518138089266720102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/sin-direccion.html' title='Sin direccion'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk0c0JnIdCI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/fMcBv2Isx3E/s72-c/casi_refinado-1024x768-356302.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-6026712925301118702</id><published>2009-07-02T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:36:37.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presentacion.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camisetas'/><title type='text'>Presentacion camisetas del Valencia.</title><content type='html'>Ayer tuvo presentacion por la noche en el Umbracle la presentacion de las camisetas del Valencia y el programa en directo de la Taula esportiva.&lt;br /&gt;Y estuvimos una representacion de la peña Juan Mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skxs4h67yKI/AAAAAAAAB4A/q3qKXNNfJT0/s1600-h/DSC02778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skxs4h67yKI/AAAAAAAAB4A/q3qKXNNfJT0/s320/DSC02778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353773775470708898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk20l7ahT-I/AAAAAAAAB5g/PrdbowcghLk/s1600-h/PRESENTACION+DE+LA+EQUIPACION+DEL+VCF+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Sk20l7ahT-I/AAAAAAAAB5g/PrdbowcghLk/s400/PRESENTACION+DE+LA+EQUIPACION+DEL+VCF+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354134095710474210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skxs4h67yKI/AAAAAAAAB4A/q3qKXNNfJT0/s72-c/DSC02778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-1978285009448715741</id><published>2009-07-01T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:38:30.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Where the street have no name</title><content type='html'>Pet shop boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zEKjXcPFSXc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/zEKjXcPFSXc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QQxl9EI9YBg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/QQxl9EI9YBg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para desearte buenos dias esta cancion de u2 en 2 versiones es mi cancion favorita de este grupo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;iframe src="http://www.quedeletras.com/boxletras.php?id=5045" width="180px" height="210px" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quedeletras.com" style="font-size:11px; color:#C0C0C0; text-decoration:none;" title="Letras De Canciones"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Letras Canciones.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIERO CORRER&lt;br /&gt;QUIERO ESCONDERME&lt;br /&gt;QUIERO DERRIBAR LAS MURALLAS&lt;br /&gt;QUE ME TIENEN ENCERRADO&lt;br /&gt;QUIERO LLEGAR&lt;br /&gt;Y TOCAR LA LLAMA&lt;br /&gt;DONDE LAS CALLES NO TIENEN NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIERO SENTIR LA LUZ DEL SOL SOBRE MI CARA&lt;br /&gt;VER QUE LA NUBE DE POLVO DESAPARECE&lt;br /&gt;SIN DEJAR RASTRO&lt;br /&gt;QUIERO RESGUARDARME DE LA LLUVIA VENENOSA&lt;br /&gt;DONDE LAS CALLES NO TIENEN NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONDE LAS CALLES NO TIENEN NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;DONDE LAS CALLES NO TIENEN NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;AÚN ESTAMOS CONSTRUYENDO&lt;br /&gt;LUEGO CONSUMIENDO EL AMOR&lt;br /&gt;CONSUMIENDO EL AMOR&lt;br /&gt;Y CUANDO VAYA ALLÍ&lt;br /&gt;YO IRÉ CONTIGO&lt;br /&gt;(ES TODO LO QUE PUEDO HACER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAS CIUDADES UN DILUVIO&lt;br /&gt;Y NUESTRO AMOR SE OXIDA&lt;br /&gt;EL VIENTO NOS GOLPEA Y NOS DERRIBA&lt;br /&gt;PISOTEADOS EN EL POLVO&lt;br /&gt;TE MOSTRARÉ UN LUGAR&lt;br /&gt;EN LO ALTO DE UNA LLANURA DESIERTA&lt;br /&gt;DONDE LAS CALLES NO TIENEN NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONDE LAS CALLES NO TIENEN NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;DONDE LAS CALLES NO TIENEN NOMBRE&lt;br /&gt;TODAVÍA CONSTRUYENDO&lt;br /&gt;LUEGO CONSUMIENDO EL AMOR&lt;br /&gt;CONSUMIENDO EL AMOR&lt;br /&gt;Y CUANDO VAYA ALLÍ&lt;br /&gt;YO IRÉ CONTIGO&lt;br /&gt;(ES TODO LO QUE PUEDO HACER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y NUESTRO AMOR SE OXIDA&lt;br /&gt;EL VIENTO NOS GOLPEA Y NOS DERRIBA&lt;br /&gt;NOS DERRIBA&lt;br /&gt;OH, VEO AMOR, VEO QUE NUESTRO AMOR SE OXIDA&lt;br /&gt;DERRIBADO POR EL VIENTO, DERRIBADO POR EL VIENTO&lt;br /&gt;OH, CUANDO VAYA ALLÍ&lt;br /&gt;IRÉ CONTIGO&lt;br /&gt;(ES TODO LO QUE PUEDO HACER)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-1978285009448715741?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/1978285009448715741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-street-have-no-name.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1978285009448715741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1978285009448715741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-street-have-no-name.html' title='Where the street have no name'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-1577107207390751416</id><published>2009-06-30T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:19:38.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2bOeCB6QI6A&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2bOeCB6QI6A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have climbed highest mountain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have run through the fields&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only to be with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only to be with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have run I have crawled&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have scaled these city walls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These city walls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only to be with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have kissed honey lips&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Felt the healing in her fingertips&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It burned like fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This burning desire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have spoke with the tongue of angels&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have held the hand of a devil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was warm in the night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was cold as a stone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe in the kingdom come&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then all the colors will bleed into one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bleed into oneWell yes I'm still running&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You broke the bonds and youLoosed the chains&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carried the cross&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of my shame&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of my shame&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know I believed it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still haven't found what I'm looking for... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bte6_BqsvHw&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bte6_BqsvHw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it getting better&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Or do you feel the same&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Will it make it easier on you now &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You got someone to blame &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You say... One love &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One life &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When it's one need In the night &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One love &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We get to share it &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leaves you baby if you Don't care for it &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did I disappoint you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or leave a bad taste in your mouth &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You act like you never had love &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you want me to go without &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well it's... Too late &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To drag the past out into the light &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're one, but we're not the same &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We get to Carry each other &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carry each other &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you come here for forgiveness &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you come to raise the dead &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you come here to play Jesus &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To the lepers in your head &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did I ask too much More than a lot &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You gave me nothing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now it's all I got &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're one &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But we're not the same &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well we Hurt each other &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we do it again &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You say Love is a temple &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love a higher law &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is a temple &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love the higher law &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You ask me to enter &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then you make me craw&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;l And I can't be holding on &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To what you got &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When all you got is hurt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One love &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One blood &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One life &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You got to do what you should &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One life &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With each other&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Sisters &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brothers &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One life But we're not the same &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We get to Carry each other &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carry each other &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One...life &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;esta noche han actuado en barcelona U2, y aunque me hubiese encantado poder ir, me he quedado con las ganas... ahi van dos de sus canciones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-1577107207390751416?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/1577107207390751416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-climbed-highest-mountain-i-have.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1577107207390751416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/1577107207390751416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-climbed-highest-mountain-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>carme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11284497830402141032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5069261617794514360</id><published>2009-06-30T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:05:28.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Aquellos años locos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skp9v8Q4kPI/AAAAAAAAB3g/y451bNoRjh0/s1600-h/inocenciaqo1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skp9v8Q4kPI/AAAAAAAAB3g/y451bNoRjh0/s320/inocenciaqo1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353229369667522802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/au3QLxlIUYw&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/au3QLxlIUYw&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acuérdate de tus tardes de recreo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;De tus cromos y tebeos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;De las series que se hicieron para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;De ese erizo que era rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tu querías ser ficha rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y tener todas las cosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acuérdate, sólo había dos canales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y unos rombos decidían&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si veías o no veías una peli que tenía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mil efectos especiales, actuaba un tal Dar Vader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y venían de un planeta sideral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Estribillo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tenías tanta ilusión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por ser mayor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que imitabas a tus ídolos en el salón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Querías ser un goleador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;En el 82&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y ser princesa de aquel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Príncipe que no apareció&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recuerda bien tus cabañas construidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Querías ser un espía, y tu madre te decía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No esta bien, que inventes mil fantasías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y que vivas en tu mundo de baldosas amarillas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recuerda hoy esa bici que querías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;La de Elliot parecía que nunca conseguirías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para volar, conquistando aquella luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Devolviendo una fortuna, siendo un miembro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Del equipo A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estribillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5069261617794514360?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/5069261617794514360/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/aquellos-anos-locos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/5069261617794514360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/5069261617794514360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/aquellos-anos-locos.html' title='Aquellos años locos.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skp9v8Q4kPI/AAAAAAAAB3g/y451bNoRjh0/s72-c/inocenciaqo1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5602278252244930082</id><published>2009-06-30T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:07:11.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>look wat you've done - jet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W_I78GWqcn4&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W_I78GWqcn4&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAKE MY PHOTO OFF THE WALL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IF IT JUST WON´T SING FOR YOU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;´CAUSE ALL THAT´S LEFT HAS GONE AWAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND THERE´S NOTHING THERE FOR YOU TO PROVE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, LOOK WHAT YOU´VE DONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU´VE MADE A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH WELL, IT SEEMS LIKES SUCH FUN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UNTIL YOU LOSE WHAT YOU HAD WON&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GIVE ME BACK MY POINT OF VIEW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;´CAUSE I JUST CAN´T THINK FOR YOU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I CAN HARDLY HEAR YOU SAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT SHOULD I DO, WELL YOU CHOOSE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, LOOK WHAT YOU´VE DONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU´VE MADE A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH WELL, IT SEEMS LIKES SUCH FUN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UNTIL YOU LOSE WHAT YOU HAD WON&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;, LOOK WHAT YOU´VE DONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU´VE MADE A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAKE MY PHOTO OFF THE WALL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IF IT JUST WON´T SING FOR YOU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;´CAUSE ALL THAT´S LEFT HAS GONE AWAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND THERE´S NOTHING THERE FOR YOU TO DO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, LOOK WHAT YOU´VE DONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU´VE MADE A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH WELL, IT SEEMS LIKES SUCH FUN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UNTIL YOU LOSE WHAT YOU HAD WON&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, LOOK WHAT YOU´VE DONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU´VE MADE A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A FOOL OF EVERYONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SACA MI FOTO DE LA PARED&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SI ESO NO VA A CANTAR PARA TÍ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PORQUE TODO LO QUE QUEDABA HA DESAPARECIDO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y NO HAY NADA PARA TÍ QUE LO DEMUESTRE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, MIRA LO QUE HAS HECHO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TE HAS BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, BIEN, PARECE TAN DIVERTIDO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HASTA QUE PIERDES LO QUE HAS GANADO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DEVUÉLVEME MI PUNTO DE VISTA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PORQUE SIMPLEMENTE NO PUEDO PENSAR POR TÍ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DIFÍCILMENTE PUEDO OÍRTE DECIR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;QUÉ DEBERÍA HACER YO, BIEN, TÚ ELIGES&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, MIRA LO QUE HAS HECHO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TE HAS BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, BIEN, PARECE TAN DIVERTIDO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HASTA QUE PIERDES LO QUE HAS GANADO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, MIRA LO QUE HAS HECHO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TE HAS BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SACA MI FOTO DE LA PARED&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SI ESO NO VA A CANTAR PARA TÍ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PORQUE TODO LO QUE QUEDABA HA DESAPARECIDO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y NO HAY NADA QUE PUEDAS HACER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, MIRA LO QUE HAS HECHO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TE HAS BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, BIEN, PARECE TAN DIVERTIDO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HASTA QUE PIERDES LO QUE HAS GANADO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH, MIRA LO QUE HAS HECHO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TE HAS BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BURLADO DE TODOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5602278252244930082?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-2743772876127712206</id><published>2009-06-30T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T11:48:17.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a thousand miles- vanessa carlton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SkpcS7Dub3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/D9wkWkq4KMk/s1600-h/400_1217568792_asi-es-el-amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353192587243974514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SkpcS7Dub3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/D9wkWkq4KMk/s320/400_1217568792_asi-es-el-amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sg0CeRog-yQ&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sg0CeRog-yQ&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo mi camino ciudad abajo&lt;br /&gt;Caminando rápido, caras que pasan&lt;br /&gt;Y yo estoy en el límite de casa&lt;br /&gt;Mirando inexpresivamente hacia delante&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente haciendo mi manera, haciendo una señal&lt;br /&gt;A través del gentío&lt;br /&gt;Y te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Y te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora me pregunto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera caer dentro del cielo&lt;br /&gt;¿Tu crees que el tiempo me pasaría?&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabes que caminaría mil millas&lt;br /&gt;Si solamente pudiera verte esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre es en momentos como estos cuando pienso en ti&lt;br /&gt;Y me pregunto si alguna vez tu piensas en mi&lt;br /&gt;Porque todo está tan mal y yo no pertenezco&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo en tu preciosa memoria&lt;br /&gt;Porque te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Y te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora me pregunto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera caer dentro del cielo&lt;br /&gt;¿Tu crees que el tiempo me pasaría?&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabes que caminaría mil millas&lt;br /&gt;Si solamente pudiera verte esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no quiero que sepas&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo me ahogo en tu memoria&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no quiero que esto se vaya&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no sé... sé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo mi camino ciudad abajo&lt;br /&gt;Caminando rápido&lt;br /&gt;Caras que pasan y yo estoy en el límite de casa&lt;br /&gt;Mirando inexpresivamente hacia delante&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente haciendo mi manera, haciendo una señal&lt;br /&gt;A través del gentío&lt;br /&gt;Y te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Y te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora me pregunto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera caer dentro del cielo&lt;br /&gt;¿Tu crees que el tiempo me pasaría?&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabes que caminaría mil millas&lt;br /&gt;Si solamente pudiera verte...&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera caer dentro del cielo&lt;br /&gt;¿Tu crees que el tiempo me pasaría?&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabes que caminaría mil millas&lt;br /&gt;Si solamente pudiera verte...&lt;br /&gt;Si solamente pudiera tenerte esta noche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-2743772876127712206?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/2743772876127712206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SjPb9ulICFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VU71His-YSg/S220/CCA84DLMQCA3XBXYVCACOM68UCAHL25RXCAVJPR27CABXFTMYCANP3RDDCAAHO27DCA8VWWJ6CAJACLNKCAGJCKKTCA7A33RPCAES8WGCCA6G1BFZCA3WX2C8CAA3LOIJCA2U0E4ECAFWYFWKCARSOZDR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9-v43y6T82I/SkpcS7Dub3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/D9wkWkq4KMk/s72-c/400_1217568792_asi-es-el-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5155190007313463664</id><published>2009-06-30T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T11:22:59.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Toda la verdad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SkpX9pAsvlI/AAAAAAAAB3A/ZgEYSi9-ZKU/s1600-h/amor_a_la_verdad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SkpX9pAsvlI/AAAAAAAAB3A/ZgEYSi9-ZKU/s320/amor_a_la_verdad1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353187823575678546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-2vuOsXNik&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-2vuOsXNik&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque creí que nunca más&lt;br /&gt;sería capaz de comenzar,&lt;br /&gt;la fantasía es una vía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y comencé a recuperar&lt;br /&gt;algunos trozos rotos&lt;br /&gt;y una parte que aún está vacía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De dos en dos fueron llegando&lt;br /&gt;hasta la puerta y luego&lt;br /&gt;se esfumaron sin avisar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo hay mentiras y con ello&lt;br /&gt;lo que quieres es decir&lt;br /&gt;toda la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son nuestros días olvidados&lt;br /&gt;esos besos que se dan&lt;br /&gt;y que al siguiente ya no están.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cada noche que dormí,&lt;br /&gt;cada minuto que pasamos&lt;br /&gt;sin hablar desaparecen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repetiré como yo quiera&lt;br /&gt;ese minuto que viví&lt;br /&gt;y no me importa si hay rigor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo hay mentiras y con ello&lt;br /&gt;lo que quieres es decir&lt;br /&gt;toda la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo hay mentiras y con ello&lt;br /&gt;lo que quieres es decir&lt;br /&gt;toda la verdad,&lt;br /&gt;toda la verdad ...&lt;br /&gt;y aunque creí que nunca más ...&lt;br /&gt;y aunque creí que nunca más ...&lt;br /&gt;nunca más ...&lt;br /&gt;y aunque creí que nunca más ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5155190007313463664?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/5155190007313463664/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/toda-la-verdad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/5155190007313463664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/5155190007313463664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/toda-la-verdad.html' title='Toda la verdad'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SkpX9pAsvlI/AAAAAAAAB3A/ZgEYSi9-ZKU/s72-c/amor_a_la_verdad1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-5834504642090590222</id><published>2009-06-30T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:28:52.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexiones.'/><title type='text'>Disfruta tu cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skm-C1UTyvI/AAAAAAAAB24/6h2UuP_jLWo/s1600-h/book22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353018587987823346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skm-C1UTyvI/AAAAAAAAB24/6h2UuP_jLWo/s320/book22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para que tengas un buen dia hoy cambio la dinamica espero que te guste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un grupo de profesionales, todos triunfadores en sus respectivas carreras, se juntó para visitar a su antiguo profesor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pronto la charla devino en quejas acerca del interminable 'stress' que les producía el trabajo y la vida en general. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El profesor les ofreció café, fue a la cocina y pronto regresó con una cafetera grande y una selección de tazas de lo más ecléctica: de porcelana, plástico, vidrio, cristal, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unas sencillas y baratas, otras decoradas, unas caras, otras realmente exquisitas... Tranquilamente les dijo que escogieran una taza y se sirvieran un poco del café recién preparado. Cuando lo hubieron hecho, el viejo maestro se aclaró la garganta y con mucha calma y paciencia se dirigió al grupo: 'Se habrán dado cuenta de que todas las tazas que lucían bonitas se terminaron primero y quedaron pocas de las más sencillas y baratas; lo que es natural, ya que cada quien prefiere lo mejor para sí mismo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ésa es realmente la causa de muchos de sus problemas relativos al 'stress.' Continuó: 'Les aseguro que la taza no le añadió calidad al café. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En verdad la taza solamente disfraza o reviste lo que bebemos.&lt;br /&gt;Lo que ustedes querían era el café, no la taza, pero instintivamente buscaron las mejores. Después se pusieron a mirar las tazas de los demás. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahora piensen en esto: La vida es el café. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Los trabajos, el dinero, la posición social, etc. son meras tazas, que le dan forma y soporte a la vida y el tipo de taza que tengamos no define ni cambia realmente la calidad de vida que llevemos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A menudo, por concentrarnos sólo en la taza dejamos de disfrutar el café. ¡Disfruten su café! La gente más feliz no es la que tiene lo mejor de todo sino la que hace lo mejor con lo que tiene; así pues, recuérdenlo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Vivan de manera sencilla.&lt;br /&gt;* Tengan paz.&lt;br /&gt;* Amen y actúen generosamente.&lt;br /&gt;* Sean solidarios y solícitos&lt;br /&gt;* Hablen con amabilidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y recuerden que: la persona más rica no es la que tiene más sino la que necesita menos .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISFRUTA TU CAFÉ............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-5834504642090590222?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/5834504642090590222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-3010105240036799377</id><published>2009-06-29T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:56:33.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones.'/><title type='text'>Now we are free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skk1PCQ1s8I/AAAAAAAAB2w/s05ZTz9fFMk/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skk1PCQ1s8I/AAAAAAAAB2w/s05ZTz9fFMk/s320/s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352868164528354242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCw9zo0CAZU&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/YCw9zo0CAZU&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta cancion es para decirte buenas noches y que gracias de corazon por estar ahi eres una amiga muy especial.&lt;br /&gt;Pero eso ya lo sabes y te deseo todo lo mejor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-3010105240036799377?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/3010105240036799377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/moonson.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3010105240036799377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/3010105240036799377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/moonson.html' title='Now we are free'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skk1PCQ1s8I/AAAAAAAAB2w/s05ZTz9fFMk/s72-c/s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-8137251786753317944</id><published>2009-06-29T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:10:20.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad canciones.'/><title type='text'>Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SkktlEXR5ZI/AAAAAAAAB2o/r6K9LN-P9zI/s1600-h/personas+especiales.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SkktlEXR5ZI/AAAAAAAAB2o/r6K9LN-P9zI/s320/personas+especiales.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352859746956338578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXYampRb4Fg&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXYampRb4Fg&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCEANS APART DAY AFTER DAY.&lt;br /&gt;AND I SLOWLY GO INSANE&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR YOUR VOICE ON THE LINE&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT DOESN´T STOP THE PAIN&lt;br /&gt;IF I SEE YOU NEXT TO NEVER&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN WE SAY FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEREVER YOU GO WHATEVER YOU DO&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER IT TAKES&lt;br /&gt;OR HOW MY HEART BREAKS&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOOK FOR GRANTED, ALL THE TIMES&lt;br /&gt;THAT I THOUGHT WOULD LAST SOMEHOW&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR THE LAUGHTER, I TASTE THE TEARS&lt;br /&gt;BUT I CAN´T GET NEAR YOU NOW&lt;br /&gt;OH, CAN´T YOU SEE IT BABY&lt;br /&gt;WHEREVER YOU GO WHATEVER YOU DO&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER IT TAKES&lt;br /&gt;OR HOW MY HEART BREAKS&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER HOW WE CAN SURVIVE&lt;br /&gt;THIS ROMANCE&lt;br /&gt;BUT IN THE END IF I´M WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;I´LL TAKE THE CHANCE&lt;br /&gt;OH, CAN´T YOU SEE IT BABY&lt;br /&gt;WHEREVER YOU GO WHATEVER YOU DO&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER IT TAKES&lt;br /&gt;OR HOW MY HEART BREAKS&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCÉANOS NOS SEPARAN DÍA TRAS DÍA&lt;br /&gt;Y LENTAMENTE ME ESTOY VOLVIENDO LOCO&lt;br /&gt;ESCUCHO TU VOZ EN LA LÍNEA&lt;br /&gt;PERO ESO NO PARA EL DOLOR&lt;br /&gt;TE VEO CERCA DE NUNCA&lt;br /&gt;¿CÓMO PODEMOS DECIR POR SIEMPRE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONDE SEA QUE VAYAS, DONDEQUIERA QUE ESTÉS&lt;br /&gt;YO ESTARÉ ESPERÁNDOTE AQUÍ&lt;br /&gt;LO QUE SEA QUE TOME&lt;br /&gt;AUNQUE SE ROMPA MI CORAZÓN&lt;br /&gt;YO ESTARÉ ESPERÁNDOTE AQUÍ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO TOMÉ LO CONCEDIDO, TODAS LAS VECES&lt;br /&gt;QUE PENSÉ QUE DE ALGÚN MODO DURARÍA&lt;br /&gt;ESCUCHO LA RISA, SABOREO LAS LÁGRIMAS&lt;br /&gt;PERO NO PUEDO LLEGAR CERCA DE TI AHORA&lt;br /&gt;OH, NO PUEDES VERLO NENA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONDE SEA QUE VAYAS, DONDEQUIERA QUE ESTÉS&lt;br /&gt;YO ESTARÉ ESPERÁNDOTE AQUÍ&lt;br /&gt;LO QUE SEA QUE TOME&lt;br /&gt;AUNQUE SE ROMPA MI CORAZÓN&lt;br /&gt;YO ESTARÉ ESPERÁNDOTE AQUÍ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME PREGUNTO COMO PODREMOS SOBREVIVIR&lt;br /&gt;ESTE ROMANCE&lt;br /&gt;PERO AL FIN SI ESTOY CONTIGO&lt;br /&gt;TOMARÉ LA OPORTUNIDAD&lt;br /&gt;OH, NO PUEDES VERLO NENA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONDE SEA QUE VAYAS, DONDEQUIERA QUE ESTÉS&lt;br /&gt;YO ESTARÉ ESPERÁNDOTE AQUÍ&lt;br /&gt;LO QUE SEA QUE TOME&lt;br /&gt;AUNQUE SE ROMPA MI CORAZÓN&lt;br /&gt;YO ESTARÉ ESPERÁNDOTE AQUÍ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-8137251786753317944?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/8137251786753317944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/richard-marx-right-here-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8137251786753317944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/8137251786753317944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/richard-marx-right-here-waiting.html' title='Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSbIT6l2FAM/TiFo__M117I/AAAAAAAAIwo/UjZjmaIwCv4/s220/DSC05650.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/SkktlEXR5ZI/AAAAAAAAB2o/r6K9LN-P9zI/s72-c/personas+especiales.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346646288308782323.post-188713021966317691</id><published>2009-06-28T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:32:44.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>California Dreaming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skhfkm-zMnI/AAAAAAAABwk/l4i1ls2Co0A/s1600-h/bd001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jaUgz0UdSOE/Skhfkm-zMnI/AAAAAAAABwk/l4i1ls2Co0A/s320/bd001.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352633239673713266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H-ThPN8ZY4I&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H-ThPN8ZY4I&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUE TENGAS UN BUEN DIA Y MUCHA SUERTE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas las hojas son de color marrón y el cielo está gris&lt;br /&gt;He estado a dar un paseo en un día de invierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría ser ser seguro y caliente si yo estaba en L.A.&lt;br /&gt;California dreaming en ese día de invierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detenido en una iglesia me pasa un largo el camino&lt;br /&gt;Oh tengo sobre mis rodillas y yo pretendo rezar&lt;br /&gt;¿Sabes el predicador le gusta el frío,&lt;br /&gt;él sabe que voy a la estancia&lt;br /&gt;California dreaming en ese día de invierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas las hojas son de color marrón y el cielo está gris&lt;br /&gt;He estado a dar un paseo en un día de invierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si yo no le dijo a su pude salir hoy&lt;br /&gt;California dreaming&lt;br /&gt;en ese día de invierno&lt;br /&gt;en ese día de invierno&lt;br /&gt;en ese día de invierno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/346646288308782323-188713021966317691?l=carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/feeds/188713021966317691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/california-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/188713021966317691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/346646288308782323/posts/default/188713021966317691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carme-carmebataller.blogspot.com/2009/06/california-dreaming.html' title='California Dreaming.'/><author><name>Carlos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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