Canta un trozo de una Canción

como duele kererte tanto
finjir k todo estas perfecto
mientras duele , gastar la vidaa !!

Dicen que tienes veneno en la piel..
y es que estás hecha de plástico fino..
Dicen que tienes un cuerpo divino..
Y quien te toca se queda con el..

Slip inside the eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you've never been (sounds like "bean" in order to rhyme
w/"seen")
But all the things that you've seen
They slowly fade away
So I'll start a revolution from my bed
'Cuz you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside, summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out
And so, Sally can wait
She knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
I heard you say
Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows
Where nobody knows if it's night or day
Please don't put your life in the hands
Of a rock and roll band
Who'll throw it all away
I'm gonna start a revolution from my bed
'Cuz you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside, 'cuz summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
'Cuz you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out
And so, Sally can wait
She knows it's too late as she's walking on by
My soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
I heard you say
(guitar solo)
So, Sally can wait
She knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
I heard you say
So, Sally can wait
She knows it's too late as she's walking on by
My soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
Don't look back in anger
I heard you say
At least not today.

It's too bad, it's too bad
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad that we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
Let's talk

Me metí en un concierto de rock n' roll
cosa fina, chachi, guapa, eso era lo mejor,
mi amigo el Juanaca, se saca la petaca
y estamos escuchando la primera canción.
¡Dame otro buchito!¡De cubata bien fresquito!
Cuando estaba saltando de tanta emoción,
se me apagó la imagen como a un televisor.

somos animaniac
NOS PAGAN SIN TRABAJAR

Te doy una canción y hago un discurso
sobre mi derecho a hablar.
Te doy una canción con mis dos manos,
con las mismas de matar.
Te doy una canción y digo: “Patria”,
y sigo hablando para ti.
Te doy una canción como un disparo,
como un libro, una palabra, una guerrilla:
como doy el amor.

Yo le pregunte al pastor del amor y el me dijo que se lo entregara a dios.
que no me sintiera solo que estar solo era mejor que vivir de una ilusión
yo le pregunte a un artista del amor a primera vista dijo que era un error
que será de un novelista sin amores en la vida hay que ser mas realista
y ahora que no te tengo pienso en todo el tiempo perdido que perdí contigo
pues por amarte a siegas yoooo no escuche y me lance al vacío por amor