tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50909878065038396682011-07-08T08:27:51.739-07:00Musica Videos Escuchar Musica en linea Canción Chat Radio Letras de Canciones Lirica Discografía Eventos Fotos Itunes Youtube Generos de Musica Cristiana, Rock, Reggaeton, Hip Hop, Pop, Baladas, Cumbia, Chicha, Salsa, Merengue, Alternativo, Bachata.adminnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-91618616310107095062009-04-22T17:44:00.000-07:002009-04-22T17:44:20.489-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1tTn8Kn9mLg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1tTn8Kn9mLg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><b><br /></b><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Letra - Wisin Y Yandel - Me Estas Tentando</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">(La mente maestra!!!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">[Yandel]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hace rato que tu mirada me está diciendo que...</div><div style="text-align: center;">te encantaría pasar una noche llena de... jajaja...(Fuego!!!..fuego...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ella sabe...</div><div style="text-align: center;">El capitán W en sociedad con Yandel,</div><div style="text-align: center;">ustedes saben quienes somos nosotros...</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me estas tentando</div><div style="text-align: center;">hace rato que te ando velando (W, Yandel!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu cuerpo rozándome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">estas excitándome eh eh… (Los lideres... Hey!!!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me estas tentando</div><div style="text-align: center;">hace rato que te ando velando oh oh… (Quienes son?)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu cuerpo rozándome eh eh… (Tú sabes quienes son)</div><div style="text-align: center;">estas excitandome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">[Wisin]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hey…</div><div style="text-align: center;">permiso</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mi caramelo se suelta el pelo</div><div style="text-align: center;">dale arroz con hielo (Bla!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dale rompe el suelo (Pum pow!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Estamos ready pal duelo</div><div style="text-align: center;">El cuello le pelo, ella esta en celo</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ella es la reina del party (Tu sabe')</div><div style="text-align: center;">Como gata vulgary</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dale somebody at it (Bla!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Al novio tuyo déjalo jugando Atari (Pum pum!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dale pal party</div><div style="text-align: center;">Modela no me des gabela</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y déjame entrarle por encima de tu tela</div><div style="text-align: center;">Llego el tiburón a comerse la sirena (Pum pum!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dale nena</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">[Yandel]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me estas tentando (Hey…)</div><div style="text-align: center;">hace rato que te ando velando (Tu sabe')</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu cuerpo rozándome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">estas excitándome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me estas tentando (Hey…)</div><div style="text-align: center;">hace rato que te ando velando oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu cuerpo rozándome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">estas excitandome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Que violento</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cuando te pegas a mi cuerpo lento(estoy mirandote desde hace rato...)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cuando suspiras y me das de tu aliento oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">No te miento oh oh… (Tu sabe')</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que sediento oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me siento oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">[Wisin]</div><div style="text-align: center;">W!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Llegó el tiguere de bengala</div><div style="text-align: center;">Más rápido que una bala</div><div style="text-align: center;">Relájate ponte cómoda inhala y exhala (Aja!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Con este ritmo tienes que bailar la lambada</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dale mete presión, coraje y sube la escala (Duro!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Con esta maleta, maquillaje y la chancleta</div><div style="text-align: center;">El pantalón apretado guayando en una loseta</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mami llegó tu doctor a darte la receta, aprieta! (Duro!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">[Yandel]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me estas tentando (Aja!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">hace rato que te ando velando (Los lideres)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu cuerpo rozándome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">estas excitándome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me estas tentando</div><div style="text-align: center;">hace rato que te ando velando (No estes fronteando conmigo)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu cuerpo rozándome eh eh… (Aja!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">estas excitandome eh eh…</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Que violento</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cuando te pegas a mi cuerpo lento</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cuando suspiras y me das de tu aliento oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">No te miento oh oh… (Aja!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que sediento oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me siento oh oh…</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">[Wisin]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Como las palabras se las lleva el viento</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tanto W como yandel, nesty, victor el nazy</div><div style="text-align: center;">Marioso!</div><div style="text-align: center;">nos hemos dado la tarea de… sobre pasar los niveles musicales</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ustedes saben ya!</div><div style="text-align: center;">el capitulo de hoy se llama “La mente maestra”</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sube! Sube!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Los lideres! Jaaa…</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-9161861631010709506?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-62640598121842918162009-04-22T17:43:00.000-07:002009-04-22T17:43:17.825-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSpDRXNIxeA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSpDRXNIxeA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Letra - Kalimba Se Te Olvido Video</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">El tiempo nos desconocio</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nos apago el corazón,</div><div style="text-align: center;">¿Donde escondio todo ese amor?</div><div style="text-align: center;">No entiendo...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ensordecio mi respiracion,</div><div style="text-align: center;">se me escapo dentro de tu voz,</div><div style="text-align: center;">ya no avanza el reloj, no puedo..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Despues de todas las estrellas con que te abrigue</div><div style="text-align: center;">Esa noche blanca y serena que se fue entre tu piel</div><div style="text-align: center;">Talvez ¿A donde fue?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que yo sin ti no puedo respirar</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que el cielo cae a cachos si no estas...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que siento en mi interior un eco que no puede hablar...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que si me dejas ya no puedo andar,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que yo sin ti ya no quiero mas!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que ahora sin tu amor mi vida se empezo a apagar,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido decirme como te podre olvidar...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aunque me trague el dolor, Letra de Se te olvido - Kalimba - sitiodeletras.com</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y trate de esconder mi amor,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aunque me haga fuerte hoy,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Te extraño...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me quedo ciego, se escapo el color,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ya no me toca ahora mas el sol,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cada latido decia: Aun te amo!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Despues de todas las estrellas con que te abrigue</div><div style="text-align: center;">Esa noche blanca y serena que se fue entre tu piel</div><div style="text-align: center;">Talvez ¿A donde fue?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que yo sin ti no puedo respirar</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que el cielo cae a cachos si no estas...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que siento en mi interior un eco que no puede hablar...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que si me dejas ya no puedo andar,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que yo sin ti ya no quiero mas!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido que ahora sin tu amor mi vida se empezo a apagar,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Se te olvido decirme como te podre olvidar... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6264059812184291816?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-87137471291765255662009-04-22T17:42:00.000-07:002009-04-22T17:42:23.516-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ncSM2OSIaLE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ncSM2OSIaLE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>[Letra]Calle 13 - Cafe Tacvba - No hay nadie como tu</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">En el mundo hay gente bruta y astuta</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay vírgenes y prostitutas</div><div style="text-align: center;">ricos, pobres, clase media</div><div style="text-align: center;">cosas bonitas y un par de tragedias</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay personas gordas,medianas y flacas</div><div style="text-align: center;">caballos, gallinas, ovejas y vacas</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay muchos animales con mucha gente</div><div style="text-align: center;">personas cuerdas y locos dementes</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">En el mundo hay mentiras y falsedades</div><div style="text-align: center;">hechos,verdades y casualidades</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay mentalidades horizontales,</div><div style="text-align: center;">verticales y diagonales,</div><div style="text-align: center;">derrotas y fracasos accidentales</div><div style="text-align: center;">medallas, trofeos y copas mundiales</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">En el mundo hay vitaminas y proteínas</div><div style="text-align: center;">marihuana, éxtasis y cocaína</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hay arboles ramas,hojas y flores</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay muchas montañas de colores</div><div style="text-align: center;">En el mundo hay decisiones divididas</div><div style="text-align: center;">entradas,salidas,debuts,despedidas</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay inocentes, hay homicidas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay muchas bocas y poca comida</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay gobernantes y presidentes,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay agua fría y agua caliente</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">En el mundo hay micrófonos y altoparlantes</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay seis mil millones de habitantes,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay gente ordinaria y gente elegante</div><div style="text-align: center;">pero, pero, pero no hay nadie como tú,</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú mi amor,</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">No hay nadie como tú</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú ,mi amor</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">En el mundo siempre se mueve la tierra</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hay tanques de oxígeno, tanques de guerra</div><div style="text-align: center;">El sol y la luna nos dan energía.</div><div style="text-align: center;">se duerme de noche y se vive de día</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hay gente que rectifica lo que dice</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay mucha gente que se contradice,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay algarrobas y algas marinas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay vegetarianos y carnicerías,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay tragos amargos y golosinas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay enfermedades y medicinas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay bolsillos llenos, carteras vacías</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay mas ladrones que policías,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay religiones, hay ateísmo</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay capitalismo y comunismo.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aunque nos parecemos, no somos los mismos</div><div style="text-align: center;">Porqué, porqué No hay nadie como tú,</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú mi amor,</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">No hay nadie como tú</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú, mi amor</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">En el mundo existen muy buenas ideas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay Don Quijotes y Dulcineas</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hay sexo en el baño, sexo en la cama,</div><div style="text-align: center;">sexo sin ropa, sexo en piyama</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hay cosas reales y melodramas,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay laberintos y crucigramas</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Existen llamadas que nadie contesta,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay muchas preguntas y pocas respuestas</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hay gente valiente, gente con miedo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">gente que el mundo no le importa un bledo,</div><div style="text-align: center;">gente varada, gente sentada,</div><div style="text-align: center;">gente soñando,gente despertando</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay gente que nace,gente que muere,</div><div style="text-align: center;">hay gente que odia y gente que quiere</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">En este mundo hay mucha gente pero, pero, pero,</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">No hay nadie como tú</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú, mi amor</div><div style="text-align: center;">no hay nadie como tú. (X7)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8713747129176525566?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-57289304965313692892009-04-22T17:41:00.000-07:002009-04-22T17:41:19.108-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0-ejquaKVZA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0-ejquaKVZA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra - Daddy Yankee - Llamado de emergencia</b><br /><br />Ven y sana mi dolor, tienes la cura de este amor<br />hago este llamado, para que tu vuelvas<br />tu no ves que yo estoy sufriendo<br />es muy dura esta prueba,<br /><br />hay un hombre moribundo aqui dime quien lo puede revivir<br />hay un hombre moribundo aqui dime quien lo puede revivir<br /><br />tu tienes la receta, la formula secreta<br />para poner en ritmo mi corazon<br />no existe medicina, doctores ni aspirinas<br />para el dolor que siente mi corazòn<br /><br />casi no siento mis palpitos<br />al rescate que venga la paramedico<br />necesito que me de un electroshok<br />eee de tu calor<br />sueños de cariño es lo que me toca<br />quiero que me des respiracion boca a boca<br />y que la camilla sea nuestra camita<br />hay un hombre caido que a ti te necesita<br />hay hombre (ven aqui rapido, ven aqui rapido)<br />es un llamado de emergencia babe (ven aqui rapido, ven aqui rapido)<br /><br />ven y sana mi dolor, tienes la cura de este amor<br />hago este llamado, para que tu vuelvas<br />tu no ves que yo estoy sufriendo<br />es muy dura esta prueba,<br />y abrazame y dime que me amas<br />abrazame y dime que me amas (quedate)<br />hey, y dale alivio a mi alma inyectame calma (quedate)<br />que tu no ves que por tu amor yo me muero ma?<br /><br />sin ti mi camino se desaparece<br />sin ti las espinas son las que florecen<br />sin ti yo no vivo<br />sin ti no se escribe la historia del amor<br />sin ti mi poema se queda sin versos<br />sin ti no ilumina la estrella en mi universo<br />mis signos vitales van disminuyando<br />ven por favor<br /><br />ven aqui rapido, ven aqui rapido<br />es un llamado de emergencia babe<br />ven aqui rapido, ven aqui rapido<br /><br />ven y sana mi dolor, tienes la cura de este amor<br />hago este llamado, para que tu vuelvas<br />tu no ves que yo estoy sufriendo<br />es muy dura esta prueba<br /><br />ven aqui rapido, ven aqui rapido<br />ven aqui rapido, ven aqui rapido<br />ven aqui rapido, ven aqui rapido<br />ven aqui rapido, ven aqui rapido<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5728930496531369289?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-55667008552676313212009-04-22T17:40:00.000-07:002009-04-22T17:40:13.894-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMJns7wVGs0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMJns7wVGs0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Letra - Luis Fonsi, David Bisbal, Aleks Syntek y Noel Sharjis - Aquí estoy yo</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aquí estoy yo</div><div style="text-align: center;">para hacerte reír una vez más,</div><div style="text-align: center;">confia en mí,</div><div style="text-align: center;">deja tus miedos atrás y ya verás.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aquí estoy yo</div><div style="text-align: center;">con un beso quemándome los labios,</div><div style="text-align: center;">es para ti, puede tu vida cambiar,</div><div style="text-align: center;">déjame entrar.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Le pido al sol que una estrella azul,</div><div style="text-align: center;">viaje hasta a ti y te enamore su luz.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aquí estoy yo, abriéndote mi corazón,</div><div style="text-align: center;">llenando tu falta de amor,</div><div style="text-align: center;">cerrándole el paso al dolor,</div><div style="text-align: center;">no temas yo te cuidaré, sólo acéptame.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aquí estoy para darte mi fuerza y mi aliento,</div><div style="text-align: center;">y ayudarte a pintar mariposas en la oscuridad, serán de verdad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Quiero ser yo</div><div style="text-align: center;">el que despierte en ti un nuevo sentimiento,</div><div style="text-align: center;">y te enseñe a creer y entregarte otra vez</div><div style="text-align: center;">sin medir los abrazos que te de.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Le pido a Dios, un toque de inspiración</div><div style="text-align: center;">para decir lo que tu esperas oir de mí.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aquí estoy yo, abriéndote mi corazón,</div><div style="text-align: center;">llenando tu falta de amor,</div><div style="text-align: center;">cerrándole el paso al dolor,</div><div style="text-align: center;">no temas yo te cuidaré, sólo acéptame.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame tus alas, las voy a curar…</div><div style="text-align: center;">y de mi mano te invito a volar…..</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aquí estoy yo, (aquí estoy yo)</div><div style="text-align: center;">abriéndote mi corazón, (ay, mi corazón)</div><div style="text-align: center;">llenando tu falta de amor, (tu falta de amor)</div><div style="text-align: center;">cerrándole el paso al dolor, (al dolor)</div><div style="text-align: center;">no temas yo te cuidaré, (te cuidaré)</div><div style="text-align: center;">siempre te amaré.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5566700855267631321?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-32620126245243593572009-04-22T17:38:00.001-07:002009-04-22T17:38:40.494-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOIlb3_jX4w&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOIlb3_jX4w&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Letra - La Quinta Estación - Que te Quería</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">La llama se apagó, no sé</div><div style="text-align: center;">Matamos la ilusión, tal vez</div><div style="text-align: center;">¿Y dónde quedo yo?</div><div style="text-align: center;">En este mundo sin color</div><div style="text-align: center;">sin historias que contarte</div><div style="text-align: center;">sin saber cómo explicarte.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Que hoy te veo</div><div style="text-align: center;">y aunque lo intente no se me olvida</div><div style="text-align: center;">que eras tú el que no creía en las despedidas</div><div style="text-align: center;">que sigo siendo la misma loca</div><div style="text-align: center;">que entre tus sábanas se perdía</div><div style="text-align: center;">y a fin de cuentas no soy distinta</div><div style="text-align: center;">de aquella idiota que te quería</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">No importa cómo fue, ni quien</div><div style="text-align: center;">queríamos beber, sin ser.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y dónde quedo yo</div><div style="text-align: center;">En este mundo sin pudor</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ignorando las señales</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que me llevan a encontrarte.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Que hoy te veo</div><div style="text-align: center;">y aunque lo intente no se me olvida</div><div style="text-align: center;">que eras tú el que no creía en las despedidas</div><div style="text-align: center;">que sigo siendo la misma loca</div><div style="text-align: center;">que entre tus sábanas se perdía</div><div style="text-align: center;">y a fin de cuentas no soy distinta</div><div style="text-align: center;">de aquella idiota que te quería</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Que todavía espera verte sonreír</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que todavía espera verse junto a ti.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Que hoy te veo</div><div style="text-align: center;">y aunque lo intente no se me olvida</div><div style="text-align: center;">que eras tú el que no creía en las despedidas</div><div style="text-align: center;">que sigo siendo la misma loca</div><div style="text-align: center;">que entre tus sábanas se perdía</div><div style="text-align: center;">y a fin de cuentas no soy distinta</div><div style="text-align: center;">de aquella idiota que te quería</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que sigo siendo la misma loca</div><div style="text-align: center;">que entre tus sábanas se perdía</div><div style="text-align: center;">y a fin de cuentas no soy distinta</div><div style="text-align: center;">de aquella idiota que te quería</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3262012624524359357?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-38621312322977001942009-04-22T17:28:00.000-07:002009-04-22T17:28:03.318-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/02L8K90rzhc&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/02L8K90rzhc&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Letra - Franco El Gorilla - Toma Tra</div><div style="text-align: center;">Damas y caballeros [Señoras Y Señores]</div><div style="text-align: center;">estan apunto de escuchar [Atentos]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Otro talento que va a</div><div style="text-align: center;">matar la liga [Atentos escuchen esto]</div><div style="text-align: center;">"WY" Records</div><div style="text-align: center;">El Sobreviviente</div><div style="text-align: center;">Con el mas que entona</div><div style="text-align: center;">Presentan aaa Franco.. El Gorilla Zumba!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Si ella quiere pelea Dale Con la Correa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Azotale En la Brea Duro Duro!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Si Viene y Frontea</div><div style="text-align: center;">La melo De la Azotea</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yo soy el que la Setea.. Duro Duro!</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Loba la noche esta oscura</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y yo voy hacer locuras</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dale Rompe El dembow Que</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yo Voy hacer que rompan Cinturas</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sin perder la postura</div><div style="text-align: center;">Vamos... Provoquenmen</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que quiero hacer travesuras</div><div style="text-align: center;">Negra Yo Soy Franco el Gorila</div><div style="text-align: center;">El que va a hablar del Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y De como Se hace pa´</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pegarse a ti de traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y Mientras Te Suavizo</div><div style="text-align: center;">Con mi LeTraa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Poco a poco Siente como</div><div style="text-align: center;">es que esto te penetraa</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que el Gavilan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anda Buscando Polla</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que quiero carne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y Va hacer de las Suya</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. sigue en</div><div style="text-align: center;">la tuya y no se juya</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Tra a</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Tra</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que el Gavilan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anda Buscando Polla</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que quiero carne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y Va hacer de las Suya</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. sigue en</div><div style="text-align: center;">la tuya y no se Juyan</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Tra</div><div style="text-align: center;">Si ella quiere pelea Dale Con la Correa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Azotale En la Brea Duro Duro!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Si Viene y Frontea</div><div style="text-align: center;">La melo De la Azotea</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yo soy el que la Setea.. Duro Duro!</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Duro [Duro..Duro] Dale bien Duro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que aqui llego el mas perro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Franco el q te va asotar Duro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pa segui bellaquiando</div><div style="text-align: center;">tu y yo Solo en lo oscuro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dandote Duro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Confiao y seguro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que es cuestion de segundos</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pa´ que estes contra el muro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mai si yo algo te juro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Contigo es que me curo</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dandote toa la noche</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tranquilo y sin Apuro</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que el Gavilan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anda Buscando Polla</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que quiero carne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y Va hacer de las Suya</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. siguen en</div><div style="text-align: center;">la tuya y no se Juyan</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que el Gavilan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anda Buscando Polla</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que quiero carne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y Va hacer de la Suya</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. siguen en</div><div style="text-align: center;">la tuya y no se Juyan</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa [Dame Traa] [Naldo]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa [Toma Traa] [Te lo Dije]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa [Dame Traa] [Franco]</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que el Gavilan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anda Buscando Polla</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que quiero carne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y Va hacer de la Suya</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. siguen en</div><div style="text-align: center;">la tuya y no se Juyan</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Si ella quiere pelea Dale Con la Correa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Azotale En la Brea Duro Duro!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Si Viene y Frontea</div><div style="text-align: center;">La melo De la Azotea</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yo soy el que la Setea.. Duro Duro!</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Duro [Duro..Duro] Dale bien Duro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que aqui llego el mas perro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Franco el q te va asotar Duro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pa segui bellaquiando</div><div style="text-align: center;">tu y yo Solo en lo oscuro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dandote Duro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Confiao y seguro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Que es cuestion de segundos</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pa´ que estes contra el muro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mai si yo algo te juro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Contigo es que me curo</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dandote toa la noche</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tranquilo y sin Apuro</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que el Gavilan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anda Buscando Polla</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que quiero carne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y Va hacer de las Suya</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. siguen en</div><div style="text-align: center;">la tuya y no se Juyan</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que el Gavilan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anda Buscando Polla</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. Que quiero carne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Y Va hacer de la Suya</div><div style="text-align: center;">Toma Traa.. sigue en</div><div style="text-align: center;">la tuya y no se Juyan</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dame Traa Toma Traa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Papi Dame Traa Traa Traa </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3862131232297700194?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-69552083380354426762008-11-28T08:48:00.002-08:002008-11-28T08:50:11.998-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhwiA6baaBI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhwiA6baaBI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “El Regalo Mas Grande” de Tiziano Ferro Feat. Dulce Maria feat. amp Anahi</span><br />Quiero hacerte un regalo<br />Algo dulce<br />Algo raro<br />No un regalo común<br />De los que perdiste o nunca abriste<br />Que olvidaste en un tren o no aceptaste<br />De los que abres y lloras<br />Que estas feliz y no finges<br />Y en este día de septiembre<br />Te dedicaré<br />Mi regalo más grande<br />Quiero donar tu sonrisa a la luna así que<br />De noche, quien la mire, pueda pensar en ti<br />Porque tu amor para mi es importante<br />Y no me importa lo que diga la gente<br />Porque<br />Aun con celos se que me protegías y se<br />Que aun cansada tu sonrisa no se marcharía<br />Mañana saldré de viaje y me llevare tu presencia<br />Para que<br />Sea nunca ida y siempre vuelta<br />Mi regalo más grande…<br />Mi regalo más grande…<br />Quisiera me regalaras<br />Un sueño escondido<br />O nunca entregado<br />De esos que no se abrir<br />Delante de mucha gente<br />Porque es el regalo más grande es<br />Sólo nuestro para siempre<br />Quiero donar tu sonrisa a la luna así que<br />De noche, quien la mire, pueda pensar en ti<br />Porque tu amor para mi es importante<br />Y no me importa lo que diga la gente<br />Porque<br />Aun con celos se que me protegías y se<br />Que aun cansada tu sonrisa no se marcharía<br />Mañana saldré de viaje y me llevare tu presencia<br />Para que<br />Sea nunca ida y siempre…<br />y si llegara ahora el fin que sea en un abismo<br />no para odiarme sino para intentar volar y..<br />y si te niega todo esta extrema agonía<br />si aun la vida te negara, respira la mía<br />y estaba atento a no amar antes de encontrarte<br />y descuidaba mi existencia y no me importaba<br />no quiero lastimarme mas amor, amor, amor…<br />Quiero donar tu sonrisa a la luna así que<br />De noche, quien la mire, pueda pensar en ti<br />Porque tu amor para mi es importante<br />Y no me importa lo que diga la gente<br />Y tu…<br />amor negado, amor robado y nunca devuelto<br />mi amor tan grande como el tiempo, en ti me pierdo<br />amor que me habla con tus ojos aquí enfrente<br />y eres tú<br />Eres tú<br />Eres tú…<br />El regalo más grande<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6955208338035442676?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-28579269409095982042008-11-28T08:48:00.001-08:002008-11-28T08:48:41.635-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BqH9hHms6Qg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BqH9hHms6Qg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Away” de Enrique Iglesias</span><br /><br />Away aways, oh yea away away<br />this feels like the coldest day in a hurricane looking through a glass window<br />and ya screaming to the top of yours lungs, and the bells done rung<br />and the crowd can’t hear you<br />and all that i can see is a building burning<br />i just gotta rescue my baby<br />but you don’t even recognize me<br />and even though the feeling’s been gone i just wanna be here<br />to pick up the little pieces of remains<br />i’m going down the plane is smoking<br />and the only one who can save me is you but you wanna throw me<br />Chorus:<br />Away, away, away, away, oh why<br />i wanna know<br />i wanna know why you wanna throw me<br />Away, away, away, away, oh why<br />i wanna know<br />i wanna know why you wanna throw me away<br />you used to ask why i was i so skeptic, of love<br />girls cuz it changes, and it ain’t got to be no real season<br />you start to live the dream and before you know<br />there’s a door that open, and the moment you walk in it close<br />maybe it’s somebody else or a situation that you can’t help<br />oh love, oh love, oh love, oh love<br />just ain’t what it used to be<br />i confronted my fears with open arms<br />although you said you will never give up on us but now you blow me<br />Chorus2<br />Perfect we said we’d never be<br />so why is this happening to me<br />no way no way (no way)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-2857926940909598204?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-70579334159360093032008-11-28T08:47:00.001-08:002008-11-28T08:47:54.081-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yEBueZ1UjkA&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=es&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yEBueZ1UjkA&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=es&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Rain on your parade” de Duffy</span><br />wish you well<br />I hope you survive<br />I hope you live, oh baby, so I can watch you cry.<br />‘Cause I know in time you’ll see what you did to me<br />And you’ll come running back.<br />I’m gonna rain on your parade<br />No, I won’t take it again<br />And I’ll keep raining, raining, raining over you.<br />I’m gonna rain on your parade.<br />No, I won’t take it again.<br />And I’ll keep raining, raining, raining over you.<br />I pity the fools who bathe in you<br />‘Cause I know someday now, they’ll see your colours too.<br />And if you see a smile, besides my face, no I’m doing good.<br />Since you’ve been erased.<br />‘Cause I know in time you’ll see what you did to me<br />And you’ll come running back.<br />I’m gonna rain on your parade.<br />No, I won’t take it again.<br />And I’ll keep raining, raining, raining over you.<br />I’m gonna rain on your parade.<br />No, I won’t take it again.<br />And I’ll keep raining, raining, raining over you.<br />I’m gonna rain on your parade.<br />No, I won’t take it again.<br />And I’ll keep raining, raining, raining over you.<br />I’m gonna rain on your parade.<br />No, I won’t take it again.<br />And I’ll keep raining, raining, raining over you.<br />I’m gonna rain on your parade.<br />No, I won’t take it again.<br />And I’ll keep raining, raining, raining over you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7057933415936009303?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-65390118024061821162008-11-28T08:46:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:47:04.968-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsnqJgxTZgE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsnqJgxTZgE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Letra de la cancion “Poco A Poco” de The Cabriolets<br />Mírame más profundo,<br />yo sé que quieres<br />entrar en mi mundo<br />quédate junto a mi<br />no vamos a dormir.<br />Dime si quieres seguir.<br />La cuidad nos espera,<br />sé que es oscura,<br />pero vamos fuera<br />… guíate de mi<br />no te vas a arrepentir.<br />Disfruto viendo …<br />todo para mi<br />siento enorme la pasión<br />mi pecho contra ti<br />un día me … difícil de exigir<br />muévelo enrédate<br />que esto no es sufrir.<br />Demuestra lo que sabes<br />háblame así<br />tan tierno y tan salvaje<br />todo para mi.<br />Altera mis sentidos<br />vamos ven aquí<br />condúceme al peligro<br />poco a poco…<br />Paso a paso … al olvido<br />En qué momento se nos fue<br />… de mi …<br />Cuerpo a cuerpo<br />Desde el suelo<br />… tocar el cielo<br />Apuña la pasión, me gusta …<br />esto es lo que quiero yo.<br />No me cuentes tus secretos, …<br />No reveles tu misterio, déjalo…<br />Déjame, domíname<br />lo mismo haré por ti<br />trátame como debe ser,<br />hoy por ti, mañana por mi.<br />Demuestra lo que sabes<br />háblame así<br />tan tierno y tan salvaje<br />todo para mi.<br />Altera mis sentidos<br />vamos ven aquí<br />condúceme al peligro<br />poco a poco… (x2)<br />Mi cuerpo …<br />No soy tan dura<br />ni tan segura.<br />…<br />Tu cuerpo suda<br />soy toda tuya<br />me dejas muda.<br />… junto a ti.<br />Demuestra lo que sabes<br />háblame así<br />tan tierno y tan salvaje<br />todo para mi.<br />Altera mis sentidos<br />vamos ven aquí<br />condúceme al peligro<br />poco a poco…<br />Disfruto imaginando que no es fácil<br />di mi tiempo, di mi cuerpo, puede ser que sí<br />mis caricias y las líneas de mis huesos<br />… y lo que …<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6539011802406182116?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-15948783465586596422008-11-28T08:45:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:46:14.257-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IR18FA4_xsg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IR18FA4_xsg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Te esperaré” de Calle Paris</span><br />Era pequeña<br />Y sentía tanto amor<br />Que iba a explotarle el corazón<br />Por un hombre valiente<br />Que desapareció<br />Sin abrazos, besos ni un adiós<br />Guardaba cartas<br />Sin contestación<br />Hacía planes para dos<br />Se reía en sueños<br />Y ya no tiene voz<br />Porque la ha apagado su dolor<br />Los ojos secos<br />Le buscan sin parar<br />La boca triste<br />Que ya olvidó besar<br />Bajo el árbol que vio<br />Como me juraste amor<br />Sentadita con tu espera<br />Y una flor<br />Siempre te esperaré<br />Donde quiera que tú estés,<br />esta mi pena………<br />Yo te esperare<br />Pasaron años, lo pudo superar<br />Que no volviera a casa más<br />La creían loca<br />Quería descansar<br />Y en otoño dejaba de luchar<br />Su cara fría<br />Parece recordar<br />La boca triste<br />Que olvidó besar<br />Bajo el árbol que vio<br />Como me juraste amor<br />Sentadita con tu espera<br />Y una flor<br />Siempre te esperaré<br />Donde quiera que tú estés<br />está mi pena………<br />Yo te esperaré<br />Bajo el árbol que vio<br />Como me juraste amor<br />Sentadita con tu espera<br />Y una flor<br />Siempre te esperaré<br />Donde quiera que tú estés<br />está mi pena………<br />yo te esperare<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1594878346558659642?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-87840266443867675842008-11-28T08:44:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:45:11.851-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KFZHF6XmPls&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KFZHF6XmPls&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Quiero un camino” de Taxi</span><br />Juntando sueños<br />Empezamos a sentir<br />Con alma y tiempo<br />La esperanza dijo sí<br />Esta historia empieza así<br />Ilusión por conseguir<br />Sacando corazón a un día gris<br />Ohh a un día gris<br />Quiero escuchar hoy tu voz<br />Pendiente de tus palabras<br />Quiero un camino entre los dos<br />Siempre atento a ti<br />La hora rompe<br />El sol prende su candil<br />Se escuchan pasos sombras<br />Vienen hacia aquí<br />Canciones que te di<br />Pero yo siempre igual<br />Yo siempre así<br />Mi alma fiel al clan aquí ohh<br />Quiero escuchar hoy tu voz<br />Pendiente de tus palabras<br />Quiero un camino entre los dos<br />Siempre atento a tu mirada<br />Quiero escuchar hoy tu voz<br />Pendiente de tus palabras<br />Quiero un camino entre los dos<br />Siempre atento a tu mirada<br />No sé cuánto podré esperar<br />Eres tú<br />La que<br />Me da<br />Esa fuerza para hablar<br />No sé cuánto podré aguantar<br />Y eres tú<br />La que<br />Me da<br />Esa fuerza para triunfar<br />Quiero escuchar hoy tu voz<br />Pendiente de tus palabras<br />Quiero un camino entre los dos<br />Siempre atento a tu mirada<br />A tu llamada ohh yeah<br />Tu llamada ohh yeah<br />Tu mirada ohh yeah<br />Muéstrame el lugar donde debo ir<br />Muéstrame el lugar donde debo ir<br />Muéstrame el lugar donde debo ir<br />Sí el lugar<br />Muéstrame el lugar donde debo ir<br />Muéstrame el lugar donde debo ir<br />Muéstrame el lugar donde debo ir<br />Sí el lugar<br />No siempre llegaaa …<br />No siempre llegaaa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8784026644386767584?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-66767337913516639852008-11-28T08:43:00.002-08:002008-11-28T08:44:27.213-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HCKXrnTc3aM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HCKXrnTc3aM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Tenia tanto que darte” de Nena Daconte</span><br />Prometo guardarte en el fondo de mi corazón<br />prometo acordarme siempre de aquel raro diciembre<br />prometo encender en tu día especial una vela<br />y soplarla por ti, prometo no olvidarlo nunca.<br />Tenía tanto que darte tantas cosas que contarte<br />tenía tanto amor guardado para ti ,<br />tenía tanto que darte tantas cosas que contarte<br />tenía tanto amor guardado para ti.<br />Camino despacio pensando volver hacia atrás<br />recuerdo en la vida las cosas suceden sin más<br />aún pregunto que parte de tu destino se quedó conmigo<br />pregunto que parte se quedó por el camino.<br />Tenía tanto que darte tantas cosas que contarte<br />tenía tanto amor guardado para ti,<br />tenía tanto que darte tantas cosas que contarte<br />tenía tanto amor guardado para ti.<br />Tenía tanto que a veces maldigo mi suerte<br />a veces la maldigo por no seguir contigo.<br />Tenía tanto que darte tantas cosas que contarte<br />tenía tanto amor guardado para ti ,<br />tenía tanto que darte tantas cosas que contarte<br />tenía tanto amor guardado para ti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6676733791351663985?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-41714478934075057472008-11-28T08:43:00.001-08:002008-11-28T08:43:44.939-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6bUKjhRgsNs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6bUKjhRgsNs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Light On” de David Cook</span><br />Never really said too much<br />Afraid it wouldn’t be enough<br />Just try to keep my spirits up<br />When there’s no point in grieving<br />Doesn’t matter anyway<br />Words could never make me stay<br />Words will never take my place<br />When you know I’m leaving<br />(Chorus)<br />Try to leave a light on when I’m gone<br />Something I rely on to get home<br />One I can feel at night<br />A naked light, a fire to keep me warm<br />Try to leave a light on when I’m gone<br />Even in the daylight, shine on<br />And when it’s late at night you can look inside<br />You won’t feel so alone<br />You know we’ve been down that road<br />What seems a thousand times before<br />My back to a closing door and my eyes to the seasons<br />That roll out underneath my heels<br />And you don’t know how bad it feels<br />To leave the only one that I have ever believed in<br />[Chorus]<br />Sometimes it feels like we’ve run out of luck<br />When the signal keeps on breaking up<br />When the wires cross in my brain<br />You’ll start my heart again<br />When I come along<br />[Chorus]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4171447893407505747?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-32575671776037108972008-11-28T08:42:00.001-08:002008-11-28T08:42:53.814-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nds-Qdbfudg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nds-Qdbfudg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Breathing Your Love” de Darin feat Kat DeLuna</span><br />Baby, you is the diamond that lasts forever<br />And I just can’t take a single step without you<br />Baby, to you I’ll always be a faithful lover<br />‘Cause my heart can’t make a single beat without you<br />You make me fly, you get me high<br />You turn my world to such a better place<br />Your crazy touch, the sweetest rush<br />Is something to save my life<br />I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms<br />Every day breathing your love<br />And even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips<br />Baby, breathing your love<br />Breathing your love, love, love<br />Baby, breathing your love, love, love<br />Breathing your love, love, love<br />Baby, breathing your love, love, love<br />Baby boo, only you can make me recover<br />The lost parts of me I thought they’d gone a long time ago<br />With you life runs like the best love letter<br />I was just an empty soul until you stepped in to my show<br />You make me fly, you get me high<br />You turn my world to such a better place<br />Your crazy touch, the sweetest rush<br />Is something to save my life<br />I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms<br />Every day breathing your love<br />And even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips<br />Baby, breathing your love<br />Breathing your love, love, love<br />Baby, breathing your love, love, love<br />Breathing your love, love, love<br />Baby, breathing your love, love, love<br />I wanna have that crazy love<br />Want it running in my blood<br />I want it taking over me, over me, over me<br />I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms<br />Every day breathing your love<br />And even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips<br />Baby, breathing your love<br />I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms<br />Every day breathing your love<br />And even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips<br />Baby, breathing your love<br />Breathing your love, love, love<br />Baby, breathing your love, love, love<br />Breathing your love, love, love<br />Baby, breathing your love, love, love<br />Breathing your love, love, love<br />Baby, breathing your love, love, love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3257567177603710897?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-49773697439427841612008-11-28T08:26:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:27:17.345-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7Jihmre8hA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7Jihmre8hA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “In The End” de Kat Deluna</span><br />I’m the textbook definition of a rebel<br />I see the crowd left and I’ve got go right<br />I’m always in some trouble<br />To me life ain’t fun unless you’re in a good fight<br />So the more you’re good to me<br />The more I try to get you to leave<br />[CHORUS]<br />All my life I’ve made excuses<br />Pushing you away, saying that you’re not for me<br />All my life I ran from Cupid<br />I tried everything<br />In the end it was you<br />In the end, in the end it was you<br />All I wanna do is have a good time<br />Let the beat go through me and just take me away<br />You’ve been trying to get with me for a while<br />And I’ve been telling you to save that for another day<br />So the more you’re good to me<br />The more I try to get you to leave<br />[CHORUS]<br />All my life I’ve made excuses<br />Pushing you away, saying that you’re not for me<br />All my life I ran from Cupid<br />I tried everything<br />In the end it was you<br />In the end, in the end it was you<br />No no no<br />I never would’ve thought<br />You’d be the one<br />That I’d be with in the end<br />…<br />I never would’ve dreamed<br />That you and me<br />Were be together in the end<br />[2X]<br />[CHORUS]<br />All my life I’ve made excuses<br />Pushing you away, saying that you’re not for me<br />All my life I ran from Cupid<br />I tried everything<br />In the end it was you<br />In the end, in the end it was you<br />[CHORUS]<br />All my life I’ve made excuses<br />Pushing you away, saying that you’re not for me<br />All my life I ran from Cupid<br />I tried everything<br />In the end it was you<br />In the end, in the end it was you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4977369743942784161?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-58502103354140112352008-11-28T08:25:00.001-08:002008-11-28T08:25:58.441-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTITN7ndeME&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTITN7ndeME&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Cry For You” de September</span><br />I never had to say goodbye<br />You most have known i wouldn’t stay<br />While you where talking about our life<br />You killed the beuty of today<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever never comes around<br />You never heard me break your heart<br />You didn’t wake up when we died<br />Since I was slowly from the start<br />I think the end is mine to write<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever never comes around<br />People never let go<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever’s going to slow you down<br />You never see me again<br />So noones gonna cry for you<br />You never see me again 124<br />No matter what you do<br />You never see me again<br />So no ones gonna cry for you<br />You never see me again<br />No matter what you do<br />Na na na Na na na Na na na Na na na Na na na na na<br />I never had to say goodbye<br />You most have known i wouldn’t stay<br />While you where talking about our life<br />You killed the beuty of today<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever never come’s around<br />People never let go<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever’s going to slow you down<br />You never see me again<br />So no ones gonna cry for you<br />You never see me again<br />No matter what you do<br />You never see me again<br />So no ones gonna cry for you<br />You never see me again<br />No matter what you do 3:00<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever never come’s around<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forevers’ going to slow you down<br />You never see me again<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever never come’s around<br />You never see me again<br />So no ones gonna cry for you<br />You never see me again<br />No matter what you do<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever never come’s around<br />You never see me again<br />So no ones gonna cry for you<br />You never see me again<br />No matter what you do<br />Forever and ever life is now or never<br />Forever never come’s around<br />You never see me again<br />So no ones gonna cry for you<br />You never see me again<br />No matter what you do<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5850210335414011235?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-19657831554756066472008-11-28T08:24:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:25:08.112-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/666lnbuiDcw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/666lnbuiDcw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Dos Tipos de Cuidado” de Pedro Infante y Jorge Negrete</span><br />La gente dice sincera<br />cada que se hace un casorio<br />Que el novio que entre la quiera<br />Si no que le hagan velorio.<br />Para esta novia no hay pena<br />puede ser un buen marido<br />Por que Bueno es cosa buena<br />por lo menos de apellido.<br />Jorge Bueno es muy bueno<br />hijo de Bueno también<br />y tu abuelo hay que bueno<br />que se llamara como él.<br />Jorge Negrete responde:<br />Procurare ser tan bueno<br />como dice mi apellido<br />Que se trague su veneno<br />el que velorio ha pedido.<br />Pedro es Malo de apellido<br />retachar es su cuarteta<br />El nomás es presumido<br />por que no es Malo…es maleta…<br />Pedro Malo es muy malo,<br />malo por obligación,<br />y su abuelo…uy que malo<br />hay que comprarle su guión.<br />Pedro Infante responde:<br />En una mañana de oro<br />alguien nublaba el paisaje<br />eran un cuervo y un loro<br />arrancándose el plumaje.<br />Hay que olvidar lo pasado<br />y la culpable es la suerte<br />que bueno y malo mezclado<br />en regular se convierte.<br />Yo soy Malo no lo niego<br />pero quisiera mezclar<br />malo y bueno, lo quitado<br />algo que sea regular…<br />Jorge Negrete contesta:<br />Y ese alacrán de carroña<br />un colmenar visitaba,<br />para ver si la ponzoña<br />con la miel se le quitaba.<br />Como no será lo bueno<br />para el placer del malvado…<br />con la miel y su veneno<br />ahi anda el pobre purgado.<br />Que lo entienda y lo entienda<br />si es que lo sabe entender<br />y si acaso no lo entiende,<br />hay que obligarlo a entender<br />Pedro Infante le contesta:<br />Te consta que no soy tonto<br />como tú… lo has presumido<br />Tonto no… si entrometido<br />por el hambre de amistades.<br />El hambre siempre la calmo<br />con el manjar del amigo<br />Mendigo es si no mendigo<br />el que roba a sus amigos.<br />(Negrete).- Tú lo dices<br />(Infante).- Lo sostengo<br />(Negrete).- No te vayas a cansar<br />(Infante).- No le saques<br />(Negrete).- No le saco<br />(Infante).- Pues se acabo este cantar…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1965783155475606647?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-49716509017378618352008-11-28T08:23:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:24:14.865-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlNk3AOLruA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlNk3AOLruA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Just Wanna Be With You” de High School Musical 3</span><br />I got a lot of things<br />I have to do..<br />All these distractions<br />Our futures coming soon<br />We’re Being pulled a hundred different directions<br />But whatever happens I know I’ve got you<br />Your on my mind your in my heart<br />It doesn’t matter where we are<br />It’ll be alright<br />Even if we’re miles apart<br />All I wanna do, Is be with you be with you<br />There’s nothing we can do Just wanna be with you<br />Only you<br />No matter where life takes us nothing can break us apart..<br />You know its true<br />I just wanna be with you<br />(Be with you)<br />You know how life can be<br />It changes over night<br />Its sunny but raining, but its alright<br />A friend like you..<br />Always makes it easy<br />I know that your kidding me every time.<br />Through every up through every down<br />You know I’ll always be around<br />Through everything you can count on me..<br />All I wanna do, Is be with you be with you<br />There’s nothing we can do Just wanna be with you<br />Only you<br />No matter where life takes us nothing can break us apart..<br />You know its true<br />I just wanna be with you<br />I just wanna be with you…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4971650901737861835?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-37376523505303884302008-11-28T08:21:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:22:27.989-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHyOz7Y9PVg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHyOz7Y9PVg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Reptilectric” de Zoe</span><br />Reptilectric tus alas eléctricas<br />Son de verde cristal, de vapor iluminador.<br />Reptilectric, ya no creo en ningún Dios<br />Creo en el mar sideral y en el templo bajo mi piel.<br />Haa, Haa, Haa…<br />Reptilectric no me arrepiento de nada…<br />Quiero libertad en un mundo material<br />Sentir el amor, sin volverme a enamorar<br />Y olvidarme de todo lo que hace sufrir.<br />Reptilectric no me arrepiento de nada…<br />Reptilectric, profeta galáctico<br />Mensajero de luz, aquí estamos esperándote.<br />Letra de Reptilectric - Zoé - sitiodeletras.com<br />Reptilectric , no me arrepiento de nada<br />Reptilectric, bienvenido a la Tierra.<br />Quiero libertad en un mundo material<br />Sentir el amor sin volverme a enamorar<br />Y olvidarme de todo lo que hace sufrir.<br />Reptilectric, bienvenido a la Tierra<br />Una mañana en el horizonte, bajando por triángulo del sol<br />Tú sólo tú.<br />Quiero libertad en un mundo material<br />Sentir el amor sin volverlo a encarcelar<br />Y soltarme de todo lo que hace sufrir.<br />Reptilectric, bienvenido a la tierra…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3737652350530388430?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-23761687124987189762008-11-28T08:19:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:20:58.559-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5huVfy8x84w&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5huVfy8x84w&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Hovering” de Miley Cyrus</span><br />Sometimes I wonder if everything changed<br />How would we make out<br />And now suddenly thunder and everything’s changed<br />There’s this big dark cloud<br />Hovering, hovering, hovering, hovering<br />(You always said that we’d make it through)<br />Troubling, stumbling, fumbling for the words to say that I’m leaving you<br />I’m leaving you<br />We go through the motions like everything’s settled, but it’s inside out<br />And it makes us uncomfortable still holding on when there’s all this doubt<br />Hovering, hovering, hovering, hovering<br />(You always said that we’d make it through)<br />Troubling, stumbling, fumbling for the words to say that I’m leaving you<br />I’m leaving you<br />And maybe were just older, just a little older<br />Cause the fact that this is over, the fact that this is over with you, yeah<br />Hovering, hovering, hovering<br />(You always said that we’d make it through)<br />Troubling, stumbling, fumbling for the words to say that I’m leaving you<br />Leaving you<br />Troubling, stumbling, fumbling for the words to say that I’m leaving you<br />(You always said that we’d make it through)<br />(You always said that we’d make it through)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-2376168712498718976?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-37957598898631822432008-11-28T08:10:00.000-08:002008-11-28T08:19:32.264-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hCOTbHrBuk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hCOTbHrBuk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Bombastic Love” de Britney Spears</span><br />I am here to testify<br />That you’re the only one I belong to<br />I don’t know where to start<br />It turned into an art<br />Not to show the world that it was you<br />You made me realize<br />Not to compromise<br />The fact that you and I should be<br />I know we’re gonna get (know we’re gonna get) (get)<br />Chorus<br />Bombastic love<br />So fantastic<br />Where I’m completely yours and you are mine<br />And it’s gonna be exactly like in a movie<br />When we fall in love for the first time<br />Dont know why I feel so insecure<br />I never understood what it’s good for<br />I gotta make sure the madness<br />won’t stop me again<br />I can’t sit and wait anymore<br />You made me realize<br />Not to compromise<br />The fact that you and I should meet<br />I know we’re gonna get (know we’re gonna get) (get)<br />Chorus<br />Bombastic love<br />So fantastic<br />Where I’m completely yours and you are mine<br />And it’s gonna be exactly like in a movie<br />When we fall in love for the first time<br />It’s gonna be bombastic love<br />Everything is gonna be alright<br />When I’m yours and you are mine<br />It’s gonna be fantastic love<br />When I wake up everything is still the same<br />and you don’t even know my name<br />…I know it’s gonna be<br />Chorus<br />Bombastic love<br />So fantastic<br />Where I’m completely yours and you are mine<br />And it’s gonna be exactly like in a movie<br />When we fall in love for the first time<br />I know we’re gonna get (know we’re gonna get) (get)<br />Chorus<br />Bombastic love<br />So fantastic<br />Where I’m completely yours and you are mine<br />And it’s gonna be exactly like in a movie<br />When we fall in love for the first time<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3795759889863182243?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-13484025373274501212008-11-12T11:28:00.000-08:002008-11-12T11:32:36.838-08:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_M_vhPLAkoA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_M_vhPLAkoA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Letra de la cancion “Mis tres animales” de Los Tucanes de Tijuana</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br />Vivo de tres animales<br />que quiero como a mi vida<br />con ellos gano dinero<br />y ni les compro comida<br />son animales muy finos<br />mi perico mi gallo y mi chiva<br />En californaia y nevada<br />en texas y en arizona<br />y tambien aya en chicago<br />tengo unas cuantas personas<br />que venden mis animales<br />mas que hamburguezas<br />en el mac donalds<br />Aprendi a vivir la vida<br />hasta que tuve dinero<br />y no niego que fui pobre<br />tampoco que fui burrero<br />ahora soy un gran señor<br />mis mascotas codician los weros<br />Traigo cerquita la muerte<br />pero no me se rajar<br />se que me busca el gobierno<br />hasta debajo del mar<br />pero para todo hay maña<br />mi escondite no han podido hayar<br />El dinero en abundancia<br />tambien es muy peligroso<br />por eso yo me lo gasto<br />con mis amigos gustoso<br />y las mujeres la neta<br />con dinero y nos ven mas hermosos<br />Dicen que mis animales<br />van acabar con la gente<br />pero no es obligacion<br />que se les pongan enfrente<br />mis animales son bravos<br />si no saben torear pues no le entren.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1348402537327450121?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-87698122403695475922008-09-03T20:11:00.000-07:002008-09-03T20:13:59.772-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gTQyoWfkAZ8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gTQyoWfkAZ8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"><b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Letra de la cancion “Never Miss A Beat” de Kaiser Chiefs</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">What did you learn today? (I learned nothin’)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />What did you do today? (I did nothin’)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />What did you learn at school? (I didn’t go)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Why didn’t you go to school? (I don’t know)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">It’s cool to know nothin’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />It’s cool to know nothin’</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Television’s on the blink (there’s nothin’ on it)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I really wanna really big coat (with words on it)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />What do you want for tea? (I want crisps)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Why didn’t you join the team? (I just didn’t)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">It’s cool to know nothin’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />It’s cool to know nothin’</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Take a look, take a look, take a look at the<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Kids on the street<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat-beat, beat-beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Take a look at the kids on the street<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Here comes the referee (the light’s flashin’)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Best bit of the day (now that’s livin’)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Why don’t you run away? (are you kiddin’?)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />What is the golden rule? (you say nothin’)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">It’s cool to know nothin’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />It’s cool to know nothin’</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Take a look, take a look, take a look at the<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Kids on the street<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat-beat, beat-beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Take a look at the kids on the street<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Take a look, take a look, take a look at the<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Kids on the street<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat-beat, beat-beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Take a look at the kids on the street<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No they never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Never miss a beat</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8769812240369547592?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-79089550288200051942008-09-03T20:10:00.000-07:002008-09-03T20:11:45.682-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wP1rdDkN_s&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wP1rdDkN_s&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"><b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Letra de la cancion “Angel In The Night” de Basshunter</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">You are my light in the dark<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You are the beating in my heart<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />But that is not enough, will I ever be by your side</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Your hair is dancing in the wind<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Your eyes are burning up my skin<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And I’m so happy when I see, that you are smiling back at me</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">You’re leaving burn marks on the ground<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thank you God for what I’ve found<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I don’t know how, I don’t know why<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />But you’re my angel in the night</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">You are my light in the dark<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You are the beating in my heart<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Let me hold you now, just like days before you start to cry<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You are my light in the dark<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You are the beating in my heart<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />But that is not enough, will I ever be by your side</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">“Prepare For Lunch in 3.. 2.. 1″</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">I try my best to satisfy, but all you do is wave me goodbye<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I don’t know what I’m gonna do, but I’m so crazy about you<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Even if I don’t know where to start<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Even if my love is tearing me apart<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I just know that you and me<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />We were always meant to be</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">You are my light in the dark<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You are the beating in my heart<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Let me hold you now, just like days before you start to cry<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You are my light in the dark<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You are the beating in my heart<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />But that is not enough, will I ever be by your side</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">“3..2.. 1″<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You’re my angel in the night</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7908955028820005194?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-22566273004407651692008-09-03T20:09:00.000-07:002008-09-03T20:10:36.682-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j07MywPncqE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j07MywPncqE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"><b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Letra de la cancion “Whatever You Like” de Trey Songz</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">I’ma tell you right now, nothing is safe!<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Let’s go, Songz, Songz, That right! (That right)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />They gon’ have to wait ‘cuz I really do kill this shit<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Stacks on deck<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />and baby you know the song,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />So sing along, c’mon</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Verse 1<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Shawty what it is though, you know who I is though<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />When we ready you can come, and you can let ya friend go<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can let your friend come too<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Cuz, I picture your friend on you<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Smokin’ killa Indo, got it from my kinfolk<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Haters what you made for, cuz you know you dead broke<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />What they let you in for, shawty you a ten though<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Won’t you hop yo ass up in them …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />‘Cuz, once you let me touch it, ain’t no need for discussion<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I’ma have yo body buzzin, like an automatic weapon<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I know it’s a recession, but i’m making an exception, for yo bad ass<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />If you want that damn bag, then gone and grab it<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can have it, just one swipe of this here plastic<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Girl, I bet you won’t be stresstin, if you let them panties lessin<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I mean listen i’m the truth, and just want you fruits and juices<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />One more look at your pass, throw the dueces</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Chorus:<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Stacks on deck, that’s on my life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You never wear the same thing twice,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />If you like with ya boy tonight<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can have whatever you like<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yeah<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you gon’ have the best sex of yo life,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Twice, three time, four time,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />We gon’ get it on toniiigghhhhtt<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can have whatever you like<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yeah</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Verse 2<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />We up on that E&amp;G, some bonified drinkers<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />She gave me that brain, she a hella fine thinker<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thought process is sex’em from desk to the sink’er<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Body so wet, I got’er so wet<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I be her supplier, she give me the fire<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />She never get tired, call’er in her dryser<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Funny, funny ride, I got my money right<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can tell what i’m doing, by the tires on my ride<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Stretch out so wiidddee, them 26’s<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ya’ll dudes listen, i’m screw pimpin<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ya’ll sto-pigeons, something like when i’m on stool shittin<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Let me tell you what, ya’ll dudes listen<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />A bit of my style, a bit of my flow, a bit of my smile, a bit of my clothes<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Maybe just a bit of my dough<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Any time you want to, pick up the telephone to,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Call me to your house, show you what i’m ’bout<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I’ll be so ablige, now hop up in my ride<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />With them gold packs, know that’s extra L size</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Chrous:<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Stacks on deck, that’s on my life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You never wear the same thing twice,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />If you like with ya boy tonight<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can have whatever you like<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yeah<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you gon’ have the best sex of yo life,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Twice, three time, four time,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />We gon’ get it on tonight<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can have whatever you like<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yeah</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Verse 3:<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tell me what you like, I got it<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tell me what you need, I got it<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tell me what you want, I got it<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tell me what it be, I got it<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Supersize, like some fries<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />like McDonald, my big Ronald will make you roll yo eyes back<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tell me can you buy that, tell me can you ride that<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Once I get inside, i’ma glide like a slide at Water World<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />you tha girrll, and i’m tha man<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />So understand..</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Chorus:<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Stacks on deck, that’s on my life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You never wear the same thing twice,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />If you like with ya boy tonight<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can have whatever you like<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yeah<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you gon’ have the best sex of yo life,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Twice, three time, four time,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />We gon’ get it on tonight<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />You can have whatever you like<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yeah!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-2256627300440765169?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-1234837525890682232008-09-03T20:07:00.000-07:002008-09-03T20:08:44.722-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GMbYMv1knGI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GMbYMv1knGI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"><b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Letra de la cancion “Beautiful Dirty Rich” de Lady Gaga</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Beautiful, dirty dirty rich rich dirty dirty beautiful dirty rich<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Dirty dirty rich dirty dirty rich beautiful</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Beautiful and dirty dirty rich rich we got a red light, on the 12th, the dance fight, systematic, honey but we go no money</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">our hair is perfect, while were all getting shit wrecked, it’s automatic, honey but we got no money</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Daddy I’m so sorry, I’m so sssory yea, we just like to party, like to ppparty yea,</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Bang Bang, we’re beautiful and dirty rich<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bang Bang, we’re beautiful and dirty rich</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">We live a cute life, soundfematic, pants tight<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tug’n'plastic<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Honey but we got no money</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">We do the dance right, we have go it made like ice cream topped with honey<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />But we got no money</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Daddy I’m so sorry, I’m so sssorry yea, we just like to party, like to ppparty yea,</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Bang Bang, we’re beautiful and dirty rich<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bang Bang, we’re beautiful and dirty rich</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">A bang bang bang, bang bang bang, beautiful, dirty rich<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />A bang bang bang, bang bang bang, beautiful, dirty rich</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Bang Bang, we’re beautiful and dirty rich<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bang Bang, we’re beautiful and dirty rich</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Bang bang</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Bang bang</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-123483752589068223?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-49609223740133575482008-09-03T19:57:00.000-07:002008-09-03T20:04:28.841-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNPo6CRvy74&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNPo6CRvy74&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"><b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Letra de la cancion “Out Of My Mind” de Lasgo</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">i’ve been waiting for tonight<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />you give me fever deep inside</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">its you and me together<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />i feel it in my soul<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />we can last forever<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />you just make me loose control!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">i can’t get you out of my mind<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />it’s silly but i think about you all the time<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />all you have to do is give me a sign<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />to make me fall in love, love, lo-o-ve</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">i can’t get you out of my mind<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />it’s silly but i think about you all the time<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />all you have to do is give me a sign<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />to make me fall in love, love, lo-o-ve</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">when you’re dancing close to me<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />it’s for everyone to see</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">its you and me together<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />i feel it in my soul<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />we can last forever<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />you just make me loose control!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">its you and me together<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />i feel it in my soul<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />we can last forever<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />you just make me loose control!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">i can’t get you out of my mind<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />it’s silly but i think about you all the time<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />all you have to do is give me a sign<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />to make me fall in love, love, lo-o-ve</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">i can’t get you out of my mind<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />it’s silly but i think about you all the time<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />all you have to do is give me a sign<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />to make me fall in love, love, lo-o-ve</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4960922374013357548?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-49499136834903230392008-09-03T19:55:00.000-07:002008-09-03T19:57:11.176-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4e3jozBQKA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4e3jozBQKA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"><b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Letra de la cancion “This is the Life” de Amy MacDonald</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Oh the wind whistles down<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />The cold dark street tonight<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And the people they were dancing to the music vibe<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />While the shy tormented youth sit way over there<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And the songs they get louder<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Each one better than before</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">And you’re singing the songs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thinking this is the life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">And you’re singing the songs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thinking this is the life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">So your heading down the road in your taxi for four<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you’re waiting outside Jimmy’s front door<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />But nobody’s in and nobody’s home ’til four<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />So you’re sitting there with nothing to do<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Talking about Robert Riger and his motley crew<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And where you’re gonna go and where you’re gonna sleep tonight</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">And you’re singing the songs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thinking this is the life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">And you’re singing the songs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thinking this is the life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">And you’re singing the songs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thinking this is the life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">And you’re singing the songs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thinking this is the life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">And you’re singing the songs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thinking this is the life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">And you’re singing the songs<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Thinking this is the life<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Where you gonna sleep tonight?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4949913683490323039?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-83949085457805094272008-09-03T19:52:00.000-07:002008-09-03T19:53:19.414-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aDAs9nUIPIU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aDAs9nUIPIU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"><b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Letra de la cancion “Single” de New Kids On the Block</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">(FATMAN SCOOP)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />if u ain’t got no money<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />if u ain’t got no money (yeahhh)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />if u ain’t got no money (Polow Da Don)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />if u ain’t got no money</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">if u independent get ur money girl (aye)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />if u independent get ur money girl (aye)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />if u independent get ur money girl (aye)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />if u independent get ur money girl</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">(POLOW)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />everybody in the club right now<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />tell the DJs to turn it loud<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />dedicated man ur favorite song<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />single ladies u cant go wrong (Hey)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">e’vrybody in the club right now (hey)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />tell the DJs to turn it loud (hey)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />dedicated man ur favorite song….</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">(NKOTB)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />if u came here by yourself tonite<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />cuz he wouldn’t pick up the phone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />he was s’posed to bring u here tonite<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />couldn’t find him so u came alone</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">(NEYO)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />It don’t matter cuz ur here now<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />and the music ur enjoyin’<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />So for the next couple minutes<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Baby i’mma be ur boyfriend</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">JORDAN: pretty mama if ur single…single<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(u dont gotta be alone tonite)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />NE-YO: so while the dj play this single…single<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(just pretend that i’m ur man tonite)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">JORDAN: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(ill be your boyfriend)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />NE-YO: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Girl ill be your boyfriend)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />JORDAN: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Baby ill be your boyfriend) (ohhh oh)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Be ur boyfriend till the song goes off (Mmmm)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">NE-YO: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(ill be your boyfriend)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />JORDAN: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Girl ill be your boyfriend)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />NE-YO: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Baby ill be your boyfriend) (oh oh oh)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Be ur boyfriend til the song goes off (aye)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">(POLOW)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />everybody in the club right now<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />tell the DJs to turn it loud<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />dedicated man ur favorite song<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />single ladies u cant go wrong (Hey)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">everybody in the club right now<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />tell the DJs to turn it loud<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />dedicated man ur favorite song….</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">(NE-YO)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />He dont tell u that ur beautiful (beautiful)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />let me tell it to u to the beat<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />He dont tell u that he loves u girl (loves u girl)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />let me sing it in a harmony</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">(JORDAN)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Let my song get u higher (higher)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />We never have to come back down (no no)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />and if then u should miss me (miss me)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Just tell the DJ run it back now (ohhhh)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">NE-YO: Pretty mama if ur single…(hey) single<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(U don’t gotta be alone tonite)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />JORDAN: (aye) So while the DJ run this single…single<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Just pretend that i’m ur man tonite)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">NE-YO: (Mmm) So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(I’ll be your boyfriend)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />JORDAN: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Girl I’ll be your boyfriend)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />NE-YO: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Baby ill be your boyfriend) (ohhh ohh oh)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Be ur boyfriend till the song goes off</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">JORDAN: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(I’ll be your boyfriend)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />NE-YO: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Girl I’ll be your boyfriend)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />JORDAN: So u don’t gotta be alone<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />(Baby I’ll be your boyfriend) (yeah ehh)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Be ur boyfriend til the song goes off (Mmmm)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Ooohh ohhh ohh whooa ohhh (ohh whoa)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ooohh ohhh ohh whooa ohhh (uh oh ohhh whoa)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ooohh ohhh ohh whooa ohhh (ohh whoa) (hey)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Be ur boyfriend til the song goes off</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">NE-YO: Sing us again..</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Ooohh ohhh ohh whooa ohhh (ohh whoa)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ooohh ohhh ohh whooa ohhh (uh oh ohhh whoa)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ooohh ohhh ohh whooa ohhh (oh whoa) (ohhh)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Be ur boyfriend til this song goes off</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">(POLOW)<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />everybody in the club right now<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />tell the DJs to turn it loud<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />dedicated man ur favorite song<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />single ladies u cant go wrong (Hey)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">everybody in the club right now<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />tell the DJs to turn it loud<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />dedicated man ur favorite song<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />single ladies u cant go wrong</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">everybody in the club right now<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />tell the DJ to turn it loud<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />dedicated man ur favorite song….</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8394908545780509427?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-21336857301844562322008-09-03T19:38:00.000-07:002008-09-03T19:44:55.336-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/12RuEbXc1RY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/12RuEbXc1RY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"><b style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Letra de la cancion “La Reina de la noche” de Mayre Martinez</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Va camino a su reino<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />De Glamour y de sensualidad<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />En su alma una cruz que ella quiere llevar<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Porque así lo decidió y nada más</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Su cabeza bien alta<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Sin oír lo que hablan por detrás<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Una diosa del pop, una diva del dance<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No eres quien para poderla juzgar</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Y las luces hoy le encienden cada sueño roto<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Que escondía en su piel y en su mirar<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No le importa nada lo que dirán</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">ES LA REINA DE LA NOCHE<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />EN UN MUNDO QUE NO ACEPTA SU VERDAD<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />SE MAQUILLA TODA SU ALMA<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />ENTACONANDO SU CORAJE Y SOLEDAD<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />ES LA REINA DE LA NOCHE<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />QUE NO ENTIENDE DE COMPLEJO Y FALSEDAD<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />TRAS EL BRILLO Y LENTEJUELAS<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />HAY UN SER HUMANO GRANDE<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />EN LIBERTAD…</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Y entre copas y humo<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ese show siempre debe continuar<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Una estrella sin más es su gran majestad<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Pues su trono es su honestidad</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Y las luces hoy le encienden cada sueño roto<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Que escondía en su piel y en su mirar<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />No le importa nada lo que dirán</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">ES LA REINA DE LA NOCHE<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />EN UN MUNDO QUE NO ACEPTA SU VERDAD<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />SE MAQUILLA TODA SU ALMA<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />ENTACONANDO SU CORAJE Y SOLEDAD<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />ES LA REINA DE LA NOCHE<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />QUE NO ENTIENDE DE COMPLEJO Y FALSEDAD<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />TRAS EL BRILLO Y LENTEJUELAS<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />HAY UN SER HUMANO GRANDE<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />EN LIBERTAD</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">Y SU FUERZA Y VALENTÍA, CADA DIA<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />LA HACE SENTIR EL ORGULLO<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />DE SER COMO QUIERE SER</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;">ES LA REINA DE LA NOCHE…</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-2133685730184456232?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-54879403922261830052008-08-31T01:43:00.001-07:002008-08-31T01:43:50.727-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lLNUpilaYc8&amp;color1=0x11645361&amp;color2=0x13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lLNUpilaYc8&amp;color1=0x11645361&amp;color2=0x13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Livin Your Life” de T.I. Ft. Rihanna</b><br />(Rihanna):<br />You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars.<br />And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far.<br />Cause everyone knows, who you are-are.<br />So live your life, ay ay ay.<br />Instead of chasing that paper.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />You got no time for no inters.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />No telling where it’ll take you.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />Cause I’m a paper chaser.<br />Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)<br />Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)<br />(T.I.):<br />Nevermind what haters say, ignore them ’til they fade away.<br />Amazing they ungreat for after all the games I gave away.<br />Safe to say I paved the way, for you can’t get paid today.<br />You still be wasting days away, nah had I never saved the day.<br />Consider them my protégé, how much I think they should pay.<br />Instead of being gracious, they violated and made you wait.<br />I never been a hater still I love them, yeah I graze the way.<br />Some say they so yay and no they couldn’t even work on Labor day.<br />It aint that they black or white, their hands of area in shades of grey.<br />I’m West side anyway, even if I left the day it fades away.<br />Some move away to make a way not move away cause they afraid.<br />I’ll go back to the hood and all you ever did was hate away.<br />I pray for patience but they make me want to face away.<br />Like I once made them scream, now I could make them plead their case away.<br />Been thuggin’ all my life, can’t say I don’t deserve to take a break.<br />If you ever see me catch a case, and watch my future fade away.<br />(Rihanna):<br />You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars.<br />And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far.<br />Cause everyone knows, who you are-are.<br />So live your life, ay ay ay.<br />Instead of chasing that paper.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />You got no time for no inters.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />No telling where it’ll take you.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />Cause I’m a paper chaser.<br />Just living my life.<br />(T.I.):<br />I’m the opposite of moderate, immaculately polished with the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid.<br />Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics.<br />Articulate but still would grab a nigga by the collar quick.<br />Whoever had problems, they reckonsile they just holla ’til.<br />If that don’t work and just fails, then turn around and follow ’til.<br />I got love for the game but ay I’m not in love with all of it.<br />I do without the fame and the rappers nowadays are comedy.<br />The hootin’ and the hollerin’, back and forth with the argueing.<br />Where you from, who you know, what you make and what kind of car you in.<br />Seems as though you lost sight of whats important with the positive.<br />And checks until your bank account, and you’re about poverted.<br />Your values is a disarrayed, prioritized are horribly.<br />Unhappy with the riches cause you pis-pone morraly.<br />Ignoring all prior advice and fore warning.<br />And we might be full of ourselves all of a sudden aren’t we?<br />(Rihanna):<br />You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars.<br />And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far.<br />Cause everyone knows, who you are-are.<br />So live your life, ay ay ay.<br />Instead of chasing that paper.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />You got no time for no inters.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />No telling where it’ll take you.<br />Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.<br />Cause I’m a paper chaser.<br />Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)<br />Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)<br />So live your life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5487940392226183005?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-65523338770982242522008-08-31T01:34:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:43:08.784-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cuRCG8sIFYo&amp;color1=0x11645361&amp;color2=0x13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cuRCG8sIFYo&amp;color1=0x11645361&amp;color2=0x13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “90’s Baby” de Karina Pasian</b><br />They say<br />I’m a bring it back<br />I got styles<br />For days plus<br />They all be asking<br />Where I’m form<br />My whole life<br />Is like a movie<br />I’m a 90’s girl<br />All about<br />The corner store<br />And the double dutchin<br />On the block<br />I’ll show you<br />What I’m about<br />Flash back all<br />Ya’ll suckaz<br />It’s about time<br />You learn about<br />The neatest arrogant<br />And cause a disturb<br />Adjust your radio<br />I’m feeling smooth<br />Yeah<br />I’m a youngin young<br />But I’m bout<br />Tto move ya<br />I promise<br />Chorus:<br />Uh, huh<br />Calling you<br />All up to my train<br />No introductions<br />Necessary<br />Baby<br />I’m a 90’s baby<br />Catch up<br />Catch up<br />Catch up<br />Get on my train<br />Baby<br />I’m a 90’s baby<br />Yeah<br />Uh, huh<br />I said it<br />And I keep it<br />Poppin hot<br />My demeanor stays<br />On your brain<br />And my body’s<br />Sizzlin up<br />Not to mention<br />I’m a Crooklyn why<br />Shuldnt ya’ll<br />Rememba dat<br />Make sure you<br />Don’t forget<br />Gotta pause<br />And bring it back<br />(Chorus 2x)<br />All up on her say you<br />Coming get on terms<br />Get on my page<br />Tryna show ya’ll<br />How I’m living<br />This for 90’s baby<br />Do it<br />(Chorus 2x)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6552333877098224252?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-70496829686652658942008-08-31T01:33:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:34:12.516-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZEN9NnnWj1w&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZEN9NnnWj1w&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Voy” de Alexander Acha</b><br />Hoy empaqué una maleta llena de ilusiones<br />para emprender un viaje sin escala a mis pasiones<br />quiero sentir como el aire se transforma en mi<br />olvidarme del pasado que viví<br />dibujar con las estrellas el futuro que aún me espera<br />lejos, lejos de ti<br />Por eso voy<br />sin miedo voy<br />sonriendo voy<br />sintiendo voy<br />que puedo hoy<br />voy a dejar lo malo atrás<br />y haré la paz en todo lugar<br />Pensé en morir el mismo día en que te vi partir<br />pero sigo aquí y soy más fuerte de lo que creí<br />quiero sentir que las bendiciones caen en mi<br />llorar de la alegria de vivir<br />dibujar con las estrellas<br />el futuro que aún me espera lejos, lejos de ti<br />Por eso voy<br />sin miedo voy<br />sonriendo voy<br />sintiendo voy<br />que puedo hoy<br />voy a dejar lo malo atrás<br />y haré la paz en todo lugar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7049682968665265894?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-58186643645435123712008-08-31T01:32:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:33:30.500-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxrhY1Iyrnc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxrhY1Iyrnc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “My Apocalypse” de Metallica</b><br />Clautrophobic<br />Crawl out of this skin<br />Hard explosive<br />Reaching for that pin<br />Feel thy name extermination<br />Desacrating, Hail of Fire<br />So we cross that line<br />Into the crypt<br />Total eclipse<br />Suffer unto my apocalypse!<br />Deadly vision<br />Prophecy revealed<br />Death magnetic<br />Pulling closer still<br />Feel thy name annihilation<br />Desolating, Hail of Fire<br />So we cross that line<br />Into the crypt<br />Total eclipse<br />Suffer unto my apocalypse!<br />My apocalypse… Go!<br />Crushing metal, Ripping Skin<br />Tossing body mannequin<br />Spilling Blood, Bleeding Gas<br />Mangle flesh, Snapping spine<br />Dripping bloody valentine<br />Shattered face, spitting glass<br />Split apart<br />Split apart<br />Split apart<br />Split<br />Spit it out!<br />[My Apocalypse Lyrics On http://www.elyricsworld.com/ ]<br />What makes me drift a litter bit closer<br />Dead man takes the steering wheel<br />What makes me know it’s time to cross over<br />Words you repeat until I feel<br />See through the skin the bones they all rattle<br />Future and past they disagree<br />Flesh falls away the bones they all shatter<br />I start to see the end in me<br />See the end in me…<br />Clautrophobic<br />Climb out of this skin<br />Hard explosive<br />Waiting for that pin<br />Violate, annihilate<br />A loser to my eyes<br />Obliterate, exterminate<br />At last accept, deny<br />Feel thy name as hell awakens<br />Destiny, Inhale the Fire<br />But we cross that line<br />Into the crypt<br />Total eclipse<br />Suffer unto my apocalypse!<br />Tyrants awaken my apocalypse!<br />Demon awaken my apocalypse!<br />Heaven awaken my apocalypse!<br />Suffer forever my apocalypse!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5818664364543512371?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-13714593032119766192008-08-31T01:31:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:32:15.835-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yiu_Gx2pPWU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yiu_Gx2pPWU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Picture To Burn” de Taylor Swift</b><br />State the obvious, I didn’t get my perfect fantasy<br />I realize you love yourself more than you could ever love me<br />So go and tell your friends that I’m obsessive and crazy<br />That’s fine I’ll tell mine you’re gay<br />And by the way…<br />[Chorus:]<br />I hate that stupid old pickup truck<br />You never let me drive<br />You’re a redneck heartbreak<br />Who’s really bad at lying<br />So watch me strike a match<br />On all my wasted time<br />As far as I’m concerned you’re<br />Just another picture to burn<br />There’s no time for tears,<br />I’m just sitting here planning my revenge<br />There’s nothing stopping me<br />From going out with all of your best friends<br />And if you come around saying sorry to me<br />My daddy’s gonna show you how sorry you’ll be<br />[Repeat Chorus]<br />If you’re missing me,<br />You’d better keep it to yourself<br />Cause coming back around here<br />Would be bad for your health…<br />I hate that stupid old pickup truck<br />You never let me drive<br />You’re a redneck heartbreak<br />Who’s really bad at lying<br />So watch me strike a match<br />On all my wasted time<br />In case you haven’t heard,<br />I really really hate that..<br />[Repeat Chorus]<br />Burn, burn, burn, baby, burn<br />You’re just another picture to burn<br />Baby, burn…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1371459303211976619?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-80258108656745231992008-08-31T01:30:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:31:27.568-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtTpoXPhPmk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtTpoXPhPmk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Grown Man” de New Kids On The Block feat. Pussycat Dolls &amp; Teddy Riley</b><br />(Whoa… Whoa…)<br />Yo, check out our latest thing 4x<br />Baby girl, here she ain’t no amateur (ah)<br />Wears couture and smiles for the camera (hey)<br />Hottest bags, got the meanest handler<br />Yes, she is the hottest thing<br />When I’m out and takin’ trips,<br />I mean, there she goes up in my mix<br />From Paris, Peru, to every club<br />(She be tearin’ it up, what)<br />She is so sexy and I’m into her<br />Yeah, I’m into her, for sure…<br />She go on like a circus,<br />The way she works it, work it, work it<br />Straight up, like a circus<br />The way she works it, works it, works it<br />Bridge:<br />(Baby, go and work it)<br />Do you like my body? (Girl, you know I do)<br />Do you think that I’m a hottie? (Girl, you know I do)<br />Do you wanna go and party? (Girl, you know I do)<br />Well, what do you want to do? (Here’s what I wanna do)<br />Chorus:<br />I’m-a give you some grown man (hey)<br />I’m-a give you some grown man (oh)<br />I’m-a give you some grown man<br />Baby, show me what you gonna do<br />Boy, she’s livin’ the crazy life<br />The day don’t start until the midnight<br />Don’t need the sign, she’s got control<br />Workin’ in slow motion<br />She stands on bars and pops on tables,<br />Showin’ her designer labels<br />I ask her why she’s so unstable,<br />(She’s just lucky, but don’t call her easy)<br />She is so sexy and I’m into her<br />Yeah, I’m into her, for sure…<br />She go on like a circus,<br />The way she works it, work it, work it<br />Straight up, like a circus<br />The way she works it, works it, works it<br />Bridge<br />Chorus<br />So, you wanna get with me?<br />I gotta say that’s water<br />But I must admit I ain’t easy<br />You’re gonna be workin’ over time on me<br />Hey, hey, hey, hey… Tell me what you want<br />Chorus 2x<br />(Whoa… Whoa…)<br />Yo, check out our latest thing 4x<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8025810865674523199?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-22828082628982433982008-08-31T01:29:00.001-07:002008-08-31T01:29:55.552-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7qFGeAqq1M&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7qFGeAqq1M&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Sandcastle Disco” de Solange Knowles</b><br />Who would’ve known<br />The rain and the sunshine<br />Would Baby Baby<br />Feel up these walls of mine<br />And I can’t see you or breathe you<br />Cause there’s trouble right beneath<br />It’s all in the night<br />But oh baby baby<br />Come pick me up in your ride<br />I’m a cool low Jane<br />With a skip on my feet<br />I play tough as nails<br />With my heart on my sleeve<br />Nothing but a sandcastle<br />Baby don’t blow me away<br />Baby I know you do that to all the girls<br />Know that I’m fragile<br />Bay ba ba babe baby<br />Don’t blow me away<br />Baby I know you do that to all the girls<br />Know that I’m fragile<br />Bay ba ba babe baby<br />Don’t blow me away<br />Who would’ve known?<br />The storm of my past time<br />Would baby make me?<br />Losing the song of the eye<br />And I can’t believe you or read you<br />Cause the pleasure in your preview<br />It’s all in your eyes<br />Oh Mr. Dj baby can you meet me out side<br />You’re a old school dude<br />With a kick on your shoes<br />You got crews and your handles<br />When you spin those tunes<br />Nothing but a sand castle<br />Baby don’t blow away<br />Baby I know you do that to all the girls<br />Know that I’m fragile<br />Bay ba ba babe baby<br />Don’t blow me away<br />Baby I know you do that to all the girls<br />Know that I’m fragile<br />Bay ba ba babe baby<br />Don’t blow me away<br />Oh and just like the ocean<br />Lays right there behind me<br />Look over my sandcastle<br />And there’s a sight to see<br />Don’t blow me away<br />Don’t blow me baby<br />Baby I know you do that to all the girls<br />Know that I’m fragile<br />Bay ba ba babe baby<br />Don’t blow me away<br />Baby I know you do that to all the girls<br />Know that I’m fragile<br />Bay ba ba babe baby<br />Don’t blow me away<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-2282808262898243398?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-15230310995183392302008-08-31T01:26:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:29:08.162-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7abIe0FGif8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7abIe0FGif8&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Good Morning” de Kanye West</b><br />Good morning [x4]<br />Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh<br />Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed<br />I mean, damn, did you even see the test<br />You got D’s mother fucker, D’s, Rosie Perez<br />And yes, barely pass any and every class<br />Looking at every ass<br />Cheated on every test<br />I guess this is my dissertation<br />Homie, this shit is basic<br />Welcome to graduation<br />Good morning<br />Good morning<br />Good morning<br />Good morning<br />Good morning<br />On this day we become legendary<br />Everything we dreamed of<br />I’m like a fly Malcolm X<br />Buy any jeans necessary<br />Detroit Red cleaned up<br />From the streets of the league<br />From an eighth to a key<br />But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets<br />From the moments of pain<br />Look how far we done came<br />Haters saying ya changed<br />Now ya doing ya thing<br />Good morning<br />Good morning<br />Good morning<br />Good morning<br />Good morning<br />Look at the valedictorian scared of the future<br />While I hop in the Delorean<br />Scared-to-face-the-world complacent career student<br />Some people graduate, but we still stupid<br />They tell you read this, eat this, don’t look around<br />Just peep this, preach us, teach us, Jesus<br />Okay, look up now, they done stole your streetness<br />After all of that, you receive this<br />Good morning<br />Hustlers, that’s if you’re still living<br />Get on down<br />Every time that we hear them<br />Good morning<br />Hustlers, that’s if you’re still living<br />Get on down<br />Every time that we hear them<br />Good morning<br />Hustlers, that’s if you’re still living<br />Get on down<br />Every time that we hear them<br />Good morning<br />Hustlers, that’s if you’re still living<br />Get on down<br />Get on down<br />Get, get on down<br />Get on down<br />Get, get on down<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1523031099518339230?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-71290700241003758752008-08-31T01:03:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:04:07.923-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_-CH1c14CU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_-CH1c14CU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Fly On The Wall” de Miley Cyrus</b><br />You don’t understand<br />What it is<br />That makes me tick<br />But you wish you did<br />You always second guess, wonder if<br />I say yes, but you just, lose out every time<br />If you only knew what I talked about<br />When I’m with my friends just hangin’ out<br />Then you’d have the inside scoop<br />On what to say, what to do<br />That way, when you play the game<br />Baby you could never lose<br />[Chorus:]<br />Don’t you wish that you could be a fly on the wall<br />A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall<br />All my precious secrets, yeah<br />You’d know them all<br />Don’t you wish that you could be a fly on the wall<br />You’d love to know, the things I do<br />When I’m with my friends, and not with you<br />You always second guess, wonder if<br />There’s other guys I’m flirting with<br />You should know by now<br />If you were my boyfriend, I’d be true to you<br />If I make a promise, I’m comin’ through<br />Don’t you wish that you could<br />See me every second of the day<br />That way you would have no doubt<br />That baby, I would never stray.<br />[Chorus]<br />A little communication<br />Well that’ll go a long way<br />You’re getting misinformation<br />Too much you say, you say<br />And what I say is,<br />Come a little closer<br />And what I’m gonna say is<br />Don’t you!<br />Don’t you!<br />Don’t you!<br />Don’t you wish you were a…<br />Hey!<br />[Chorus]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7129070024100375875?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-32785270816239034292008-08-31T01:02:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:03:30.865-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z9cjblWnVRI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z9cjblWnVRI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Sick As My Secrets” de Backstreet Boys</b><br />I’m so sorry<br />That I called you<br />I’m trying to pick up<br />The pieces of my life<br />I forgot that we were over<br />Tell me what went wrong<br />Wrong, wrong, wrong<br />Twelve days, four hours, twenty minutes<br />I’m stuck and you know you’ve got me in it<br />Broken glass on the floor from the picture frame<br />Shame, shame, shame<br />We had it all<br />This love so strong<br />Now everything<br />We had is gone<br />If you could read my mind<br />You’d know I’ve crossed that line<br />Cos I’m as sick as my secrets<br />Yeah, it’s killing me<br />You know that I mean it<br />I need you next to me<br />There’s nowhere to run<br />Girl I can’t let you go<br />And it’s twisted I know<br />But I just can’t take it no more<br />Six miles, twelve lights till your front door<br />I’m on my way just like I have so many times before<br />Does he know that it’s me you’ve been talking to?<br />Shame, shame, shame<br />If you could read my mind<br />I’m gonna fight to get you back this time<br />Cos I’m as sick as my secrets<br />Yeah, it’s killing me<br />You know that I mean it<br />I need you next to me<br />There’s nowhere to run<br />Sick As My Secrets lyrics on<br />http://music.yeucahat.com/song &nbsp;/English/43435-Sick-As-My-Sec rets~BackStreet-Boys.html<br />Girl I can’t let you go<br />And it’s twisted I know<br />But I just can’t take it no more<br />I’m tired of all these lies<br />There’s nothing but regret behind these eyes<br />All this love I could never show<br />I don’t care any more<br />Give a damn who knows<br />Cos I’m as sick as my secrets<br />Yeah, it’s killing me<br />You know that I mean it<br />I need you back with me<br />There’s nowhere to run<br />Girl I can’t let you go<br />And it’s twisting my soul<br />But I just can’t take it no more<br />Sick as my secrets<br />Yeah, it’s killing me<br />You know that I mean it<br />I need you next to me<br />There’s nowhere to run (nowhere to run)<br />Girl I can’t let you go (nowhere to hide)<br />And it’s twisted I know<br />But I just can’t take it no more<br />Yeah, I just can’t leave you alone<br />Yeah, yeah<br />Tired of all the lies<br />Oh babe you’ve got me stripped of my pride<br />Gonna shout it from a mountain top<br />Yeah, drain the oceans from the tears we’ve cried<br />Gonna break down these walls<br />Gonna stand tall<br />Gonna be your man<br />Hope you understand, oh<br />That I’ll never let you go<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3278527081623903429?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-17671299439412749182008-08-31T01:01:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:02:11.329-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P_VFlo1EKvs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P_VFlo1EKvs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Natural Disaster” de Plain White T’s</b><br />She said she saw me on TV<br />This girl’s a legend in the late night scene<br />And you can see she aimed to please<br />Cause she just wouldn’t take her eyes off me<br />She made the music come to life<br />She moved her body like a butcher knife<br />Chopping up every guy in sight<br />She was mysterious<br />I could not resist to save my life<br />I don’t know what this girl was after<br />She’s a natural, natural disaster<br />She’s so sexy<br />I had to have her<br />She’s a natural, natural disaster<br />Natural disater<br />Now when she left me on the floor<br />She knew I’d follow her right out that door<br />She’d always leave you craving more<br />Just the addiction I’ve been waiting for<br />She made the music come to life<br />Staring me down with those electric eyes<br />And when she said ‘Your place or mine?’<br />I was delirious, I could not resist to save my life<br />I don’t know what this girl was after<br />She’s a natural, natural disaster<br />She’s so sexy<br />I had to have her<br />She’s a natural, natural disaster<br />Natural disaster<br />All my love<br />What’s your name?<br />What’s your game?<br />Show me how to play<br />All night long<br />Cause I can see you and me going all the way<br />All night long<br />And I don’t even really care what you’re after<br />All night long<br />As long as you keep going faster and faster<br />She said she saw me on TV<br />This girl’s a legend in the late night scene<br />And you can see she aimed to please<br />Cause she just wouldn’t take her eyes off me<br />I don’t know what this girl was after<br />She’s a natural, natural disaster<br />She’s so sexy<br />I had to have her<br />She’s a natural, natural disaster<br />Natural disaster<br />I don’t know what this girl was after<br />She’s a natural, natural disaster<br />She’s so sexy<br />I had to have her<br />She’s a natural, natural disaster<br />Natural disaster<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1767129943941274918?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-83418579433886305412008-08-31T00:52:00.000-07:002008-08-31T01:01:14.783-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/efakMyLlUCY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/efakMyLlUCY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Lovebug” de Jonas Brothers</b><br />(Chattering)<br />Called her for the first time yesterday<br />Finally found the missin’ part of me<br />I felt so close but you were far away<br />Left me without anything to say<br />(CHORUS)<br />Now I’m speechless, over the edge<br />I’m just breathless<br />I never thought that I’d catch this Lovebug again<br />Hopeless, head over heels in the moment<br />I never thought that I’d get hit by this Lovebug again<br />(Chattering)<br />I can’t get your smile out of my mind<br />[I can’t get you out of my mind]<br />I think about your eyes all the time<br />You’re beautiful but you don’t even try<br />[You don’t even, don’t even try]<br />Modesty is just so hard to find<br />(CHORUS)<br />Now I’m speechless, over the edge<br />I’m just breathless<br />I never thought that I’d catch this Lovebug again<br />Hopeless, head over heels in the moment<br />I never thought that I’d get hit by this Lovebug again<br />Kissed her for the first time yesterday<br />Everything I wished that it would be<br />Suddenly I forgot how to speak<br />Hopeless, breathless<br />Baby can’t you see?<br />Now I’m…<br />YEAH, OH<br />Now I’m speechless, over the edge<br />I’m just breathless<br />I never thought that I’d catch this Lovebug again<br />Now I’m hopeless, head over heels in the moment<br />I never thought that I’d get hit by this Lovebug again<br />Ohhh<br />Lovebug again<br />(Chattering)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8341857943388630541?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-63635416096804715722008-08-31T00:51:00.000-07:002008-08-31T00:52:33.545-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wg2vgUhZYjw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wg2vgUhZYjw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Despertare cuando te vayas” de David de Maria</b><br />Lo que me quieras decir dilo a tu manera<br />y no te dejes llevar por comentarios de afuera<br />hace daño sentir tanta hipocresia<br />palabras vacias, palabras que desesperan<br />mi mundo es tu mundo<br />lo crean mi amor y tu rencor.<br />Despertaré cuando te vayas en la agonia<br />despertaré de madrugada trazando pensamientos que se olvidan<br />despertaré cuando te vayas en mi agonia<br />despertaré entre los silencios que van matando mi esperanza<br />van tejiendo los suspiros, van creando una nostalgia<br />con la que no habia nacido<br />pero aún me quedan fuerzas pa vivir sin ti, sin ti<br />Lo que me quieras decir dilo con respeto<br />y no te dejes llevar por un ansioso deseo<br />hace daño sentir la ley del egoismo<br />esclava con la ambicion y pocas dosis de talento<br />mi tiempo es tu tiempo<br />tu orgullo alimenta mi pasión.<br />Despertaré cuando te vayas en la agonia<br />despertaré de madrugada trazando pensamientos que se olvidan<br />despertaré cuando te vayas en mi agonia<br />despertaré entre los silencios que van matando mi esperanza<br />van tejiendo los suspiros, van creando una nostalgia<br />con la que no habia nacido.<br />Pero aún me quedan fuerzas pa vivir sin ti, sin ti.<br />Te encuentro en mis versos<br />me quemas la piel y el corazon<br />te encuentro en oasis y desiertos<br />te busco con brujulas de amor.<br />Despertaré cuando te vayas en la agonia<br />despertaré de madrugada trazando pensamientos que se olvidan<br />despertaré cuando te vayas en mi agonia<br />despertaré entre los silencios que van matando mi esperanza<br />van tejiendo los suspiros, van creando una nostalgia<br />con la que no habia nacido<br />pero aún me quedan fuerzas pa vivir sin ti, sin ti<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6363541609680471572?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-85746670032317819122008-08-31T00:49:00.000-07:002008-08-31T00:51:42.914-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQFe0GWGmDk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQFe0GWGmDk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “En bancarrota” de Braulio</b><br />Te voy a hablar<br />Bien claro amor<br />De forma que lo entiendas,<br />Ya mi paciencia se acabó<br />Se me cayó la venda.<br />He malgastado junto a ti<br />Pasión, tiempo y ternura;<br />Y hubo momentos en que viví<br />Rozando la locura.<br />Pero el amor desaparece<br />Si siempre el mismo es quien lo ofrece,<br />Yo te entregué tanto de mí<br />Y a cambio obtuve nada.<br />Y hoy la cuenta de tu amor esta por fin<br />En números rojos;<br />Anoche hice balance y al final<br />Abrí los ojos.<br />¿Y que fue de aquel hermoso capital<br />Que un día te diera?<br />¡Que poco lo has tardado en derrochar<br />Y de que manera!<br />No vuelvas a girar sobre este amor<br />Que no respondo<br />La cuenta que te abrí con ilusión<br />Ya está sin fondo.<br />Como lo siento si,<br />Pero todo se agota<br />(se me acabó el amor)<br />Tiraste a manos llenas sin pensar<br />Para acabar en bancarrota.<br />Como lo siento si<br />Que mala nota<br />(se me acabó el amor)<br />Tiraste a manos llenas sin pensar<br />Para acabar en bancarrota.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8574667003231781912?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-1169499137068179522008-08-30T23:07:00.000-07:002008-08-30T23:08:08.382-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmHxoyVGnPk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmHxoyVGnPk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “La pareja ideal” de Marisela y Marco Antonio Solis</b><br />Eres lo que a mi vida<br />Le ha dado todo,<br />Eres sensacional<br />Y tu, con tu ternura,<br />Me has enseñado a sentir<br />Lo que es el verdadero amor<br />Sabes, quiero pedirte<br />Que nunca cambies<br />Me gusta asi tu forma de ser<br />Nunca, nunca lo pienses<br />Esto que siento por ti<br />Hace mas grande mi vivir<br />Por que las cosas de la vida<br />Contigo se viven mejor<br />Todo es amor<br />Si estamos juntos los dos<br />Por que tomados de la mano<br />No hay nada en el mundo igual<br />Siempre seremos la pareja ideal,<br />La pareja ideal<br />Antes de conocerte, todo era triste<br />No se como pude estar sin ti<br />Y yo no imaginaba<br />Esto que en mi florecio<br />Y ahora me hace tan feliz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-116949913706817952?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-77052781245891097362008-08-30T23:06:00.000-07:002008-08-30T23:07:00.442-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MdUf38iJqMU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MdUf38iJqMU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Millon de años” de Diego Gonzales</b><br />Si te digo hey, tú me dices bye<br />Y otra vez soy yo, él que te ha de buscar<br />Si te digo sí, tú me dices no<br />Y otra vez soy yo, él que te tiene que esperar<br />Eres… inalcanzable, impredecible, sueño imposible<br />Tengo un millón de años, ya vez así contigo<br />Sí me dices ven, dejo todo y voy<br />En un instante ahí me tienes con pasión<br />Y al quererte amar, o al querer ser yo<br />Lo cambias todo y otra vez te vas<br />Y otra vez te vaz<br />Eres… inalcanzable, impredecible, sueño imposible<br />Inalcanzable, impredecible, sueño imposible<br />Tengo un millón de años, ya vez así contigo<br />Si te digo sí, tú me dices no<br />Y otra vez soy yo, él que te ha de esperar<br />Y al quererte amar, o al querer ser yo<br />Lo cambias todo y otra vez te vas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7705278124589109736?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-34030942057591211802008-08-30T23:03:00.000-07:002008-08-30T23:06:14.915-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7gXfngnYqWc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7gXfngnYqWc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Yo Sabia” de High School Musical - El Desafio</b><br />Yo sabia que existias aún, sin mirarte<br />y esperaba conocerte para preguntarte,<br />si soñabas conmigo igual que yo…<br />la respuesta me la dio tu corazón.<br />Yo sabia, que serias, asi<br />sin mirarte, te cantaba las canciones<br />que siempre escuchaste, yo te llevo<br />conmigo en mi ilusión y te doy para<br />siempre mi amor…<br />(CORO)<br />Vamos a cantar que algunas veces<br />hace bien, y nos podemos conocer (conocer)<br />mejor… Vamos a cantar que tengo ganas<br />de saber como es estar un póco mas (un poco mas)<br />los dos…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3403094205759121180?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-63352316978629467042008-08-30T23:02:00.000-07:002008-08-30T23:03:20.133-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3kvbCejbDM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3kvbCejbDM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6335231697862946704?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-30761708071192441242008-08-30T22:59:00.000-07:002008-08-30T23:02:11.392-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wg7JPAFoAJw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wg7JPAFoAJw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Eres un canalla” de El canto del loco</b><br />Tú te crees que es normal que a las tres de la<br />mañana me levantes?<br />tú te crees que ese tio tiene derecho a decirme<br />lo que tengo que hacer?<br />Y yo no quiero que diga la gente<br />que a mí me han visto hablando contigo<br />que yo no quiero saber de tu vida<br />que eran tres palabras y en las tres has mentido<br />Me la jugaste una vez a la espalda<br />dándote yo lo que habías perdido<br />fuiste cobarde y la gente lo sabe,<br />ya nunca jamás seremos amigos<br />Eres un canalla<br />tú no eres mi amigo<br />eres un cobarde<br />pero tú que te has creido<br />Eres un canalla<br />no quiero estar contigo<br />eres un cobarde<br />que me ha robado lo mío<br />Y por detrás has usado mi nombre<br />y me has dejado por debajo de todos<br />has intentado decirle a la gente que yo no soy nada<br />y que no valgo pa´na´<br />Ahora te miro y la pena te cubre,<br />tú lo quisiste y tú lo has conseguido<br />ya sólo quiero quitarte del medio,<br />estar a gustito y que me dejes en paz<br />Qué mala es la envidia… si te das por aludido<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3076170807119244124?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-89537257914670664302008-08-23T16:14:00.001-07:002008-08-23T16:14:38.310-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxTtSyeV6Mc&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yxTtSyeV6Mc&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Tu Que Quieres Que Yo Le Haga” de Andy y Lucas</b><br />Tú, qué quieres que yo le haga<br />Si soy un tramo sucio en su mirada<br />Ella aprovecha mis sentimientos<br />Y me utiliza como si nada<br />Y tú que quieres que yo le diga<br />Si cualquier día me mata la vida<br />Esa vida que me encantaría<br />Pasar con ella hasta el fin de los días.<br />No empieces otra vez<br />Que me veo como ayer<br />Discutiendo otra vez<br />Y después como si nada<br />Si no me quieres, déjame.<br />Pero no me hagas creer<br />Que mi forma de querer fue la única equivocada<br />Explícale esta situación<br />Y tus gritos por favor<br />Y tu manera de encontrar<br />Un cabreo innecesario<br />Vaya forma de infringir<br />La palabra educación que tu padre te enseñó<br />Pero conmigo has olvidado.<br />Pero qué hago yo<br />Si de verdad la quiero<br />Pero qué hago yo<br />Si yo muero por este amor.<br />Tú, qué quieres que yo le haga<br />Si soy un tramo sucio en su mirada<br />Ella aprovecha mis sentimientos<br />Y me utiliza como si nada<br />Y tú que quieres que yo le diga<br />Si cualquier día me mata la vida<br />Esa vida que me encantaría<br />Pasar con ella hasta el fin de los días.<br />Dime dónde quedó<br />Esa que me enamoró<br />Un día se declaró<br />Seras mio pa’ to’ la vida<br />Dime dónde quedó<br />ese pacto de los dos<br />Que actuamos sin temor<br />No mas cabreos de por vida<br />Pero qué hago yo<br />Si yo a ella la quiero<br />Pero qué hago yo<br />Si yo muero por este amor.<br />Tú, qué quieres que yo le haga<br />Si soy un tamo sucio en su mirada<br />Ella aprovecha mis sentimientos<br />Y me utiliza como si nada<br />Y tú que quieres que yo le diga<br />Si cualquier día me mata la vida<br />Esa vida que me encantaría<br />Pasar con ella hasta el fin de los días.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8953725791467066430?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-10957241792765212722008-08-23T16:13:00.001-07:002008-08-23T16:13:53.467-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdnnOlQ7OXM&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdnnOlQ7OXM&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Porta/te bien” de Cancion contra el Porta</b><br />Aloy de valencia<br />Aloy de valencia,<br />Aloy de valencia<br />Erekat estudios .<br />Aloy de valencia<br />esto es porta te bien<br />Aloy de valencia,te falta la esencia, no usas la conciencia…<br />Todos en tu contra, yo lo veo algo normal,<br />y mas valencia con esencia,<br />Y esto es un disco de rap?, me da vergüenza!<br />Veo normal que no te exijas,<br />Eres un pijo de mierda que solo te escuchan pijas!<br />Y ya te crees, que eres alguien por sacar un disco de HIP-HOP;<br />Tu fama te durara lo mismo que a las belle-pop!<br />Tu rap tiene fallos, tú, eres el mejor?<br />Demuéstralo hijo de puta apúntate a los putos gallos.<br />Llevas dos años como mucho, y tu estilo lo demuestra!<br />Métete en los foros y encontraras tu respuesta ,<br />Berskha, tuyos, solo tienen temas tuyos,<br />Los niñatos de papa, o las pijas que compran en berskha.<br />Haces un rap fácil, tu calidad frágil,<br />Y tu cara de mandril me hace reír, puta!<br />En este ring ágil, me muestro así hábil,<br />Solo te falta una canción con Andy y Lucas!<br />Esto se llaman estructuras, dos segundos no me duras,<br />Tu rap es basura, no estas a la altura!<br />Tio No vales nada!, en vez de un raper siéntete Justin<br />Timberlake, porque en tu concierto solo hay pavas!<br />Con esa cara tu novia te será infiel,<br />Me pasao?, y que pasa me va a venir a pegar bazzel?<br />Le rompo la boca, si eres tan machote,<br />Porque no tienes huevos pa ponerte a hablar del<br />Chota!<br />Esta mierda suena fresca, querías una respuesta,<br />Las maquetas de valencia a tu disco le dan mil vueltas, INUTIL!<br />Mira tu fans no son raperos, y por eso universal<br />Te llamo para cantar en woody.<br />Todos en mi contra?,<br />No e visto un tema mas sencillo,<br />No se que da mas pena si tu voz o el estribillo,<br />Nene, no hay quien me frene,<br />Tócame el pene aunque te entrenes,<br />Te conviene hacerlo bien eh!, no te quieren ni en BCN!<br />El porta no aporta lo que yo aporto,<br />Y nació porque su madre no tenia pasta pa el aborto,<br />Apuesto a que no tienes los cojones necesarios,<br />Para venir a valencia, si los tienes te destrozo!<br />Porta esto no acaba! Te follao tantas veces,<br />Que hasta la puta de tu novia se va a quedar preñada,<br />Tu eres un rapero?, ( kame jame ja!)<br />Si bueno…, si rebelde fuera el rap,<br />Tú serias su telonero,<br />Uhh! Si llamas a las tías warras,<br />y luego les escribes canciones de cuentos de hadas,<br />No me extraña!<br />Que la peña te odie tanto,<br />Eres un toyaco tío, te lo dice toda España!<br />Esto es un disco de hip- hop, no!<br />En dos semanas saldrá de regalo con la súper pop!<br />Haber si entiendes, que no es envidia gilipollas.<br />De rabia de verte, el rap malo es el que mas vende.<br />Haber si aprendes a no depender depende,<br />Al vencer al parecer, a veces que vence ni que merece,<br />Mil veces más que tú, que aprecien sus heces,<br />No me apetece dejarte tan mal, pero es que tú te lo mereces!<br />Tú y tus colegas donde vais? Hablas de cínico?<br />Súper el tema de fuck live!<br />Entonces hablaremos!, no puedes ser un raper,<br />Con esa voz de baboso y ese pelo de Jonh Lenón,<br />Y tú tienes grupis? Que dices nano!<br />Llamas grupis, a una niñata que en su vida ha visto un nabo?<br />Si te soy sincero, creo que has hecho ese tema,<br />Porque es la única manera de que te oiga algún rapero,<br />Pero! No vales una mierda!<br />Por encontrar la fama venderías a tu parienta!,<br />Eres el porta?, yo soy Aloy encantado,<br />De ser el primer MC de España en callarte la boca!<br />Seeh! 3 minutos son poco, 2008 razones para demostrarte,<br />Que tienes el culo roto hijo de puta!<br />Aquí no nos engañas, en valencia hay más de mil MC,<br />Mejores que tu, así que imagínate en el resto de España,<br />Vendido de mierda!<br />Cualquiera le hace una canción de amor a una tía,<br />Porque no hablar de la sociedad, de los sueldos,<br />Del hambre, de las guerras…<br />Porque no sabes! Y porque?<br />Porque eres un niñato! , Y lo que haces tu lo hace cualquiera!<br />Solo que al contrario que tu cualquiera no se vende!<br />Dijiste mi nombre en esa canción,<br />Pero no voy a dejar ni que te creas mejor,<br />Ven a valencia! Estoy en el centro por las noches,<br />Los viernes y los sábados, por las noches,<br />Me conocen en el centro tío!,<br />Pregunta por mí! Ven!<br />Ven, ven…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1095724179276521272?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-20788121972576347702008-08-23T16:11:00.000-07:002008-08-23T16:12:57.814-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZ5hZ4i21Og&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZ5hZ4i21Og&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Happily Ever After” de Case</b><br />Guess what i did today<br />Those were the words i said to you<br />It was last may, don’t know the exact day<br />In my head there was a praise<br />And you told me that you loved me<br />More than anything in your life<br />And i asked you would you do me<br />The honor of being my wife (yes i will)<br />I will be your man, your protector, your best friend<br />‘til my humble life is ended<br />Then time begins again (couldn’t we)<br />Couldn’t we please be happily ever after<br />We can be strong together for so long (our love goes strong so long)<br />Couldn’t we please be happliy ever after (couldn’t we be, baby)<br />Leaving you never stays forever strong<br />When i was away (umm…hmm)<br />Some friends became just faces<br />Some people grew apart<br />But you stayed right in my heart<br />In so many times, could picture this day inside my mind<br />And for so many years, oohi knew it would be you here with me, ooh (yes i will)<br />Take you for my wife, the center of my life<br />And i will never ever fade<br />From this choice i’ve made, ooh..oh<br />Couldn’t we please be happily ever after (come on)<br />We could be strong together for so long<br />Couldn’t we please be happily ever after<br />Leaving you never stays forever strong (hey…ooh…hey yeah)<br />You don’t have to look no further than me (don’t look no further, baby yeah)<br />You don’t need much more than my lovin’ to make you happy (i’m so happy, babe)<br />Beneath the side of god, i will make this vow to you (come on baby)<br />I’ll be right here, stay with me (stay with me, baby hey)<br />Couldn’t we please be happily ever after<br />We could be strong together for so long<br />Couldn’t we please be happily ever after<br />Leaving you never stays forever strong (no, no i will never leave you, ooh)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-2078812197257634770?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-12276630208940271302008-08-23T16:10:00.000-07:002008-08-23T16:11:28.852-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E85yh0IIurI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E85yh0IIurI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “C’Mon C’Mon” de Def Leppard</b><br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Everybody everyone<br />C’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon<br />Baby, baby, won’t you give me a good time<br />Squeeze me, please me, make it feel like the last time<br />Hold me close and I’ll make everything come true<br />Just let the man in me meet the woman in you<br />Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose<br />Give back the spark, come light the fuse<br />Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)<br />Everybody everywhere<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Give a little, take a little<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Give it all you got to give<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Oh, let me hear it everyone<br />C’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon<br />Baby, baby, take the ride of a lifetime<br />Thrill me, kill me, won’t you send me a lifeline<br />Ready, steady, go wherever you want to<br />I bet the seven wonders ain’t got nothin’ on you<br />Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose<br />Give back the spark, come light the fuse<br />Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)<br />Everybody everywhere<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Give a little, take a little<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Give it all you got to give<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Oh, let me hear it everyone<br />C’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon<br />Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose<br />Give back the spark, come light the fuse<br />Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)<br />Everybody everywhere<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Give a little, take a little<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Give it all you got to give<br />C’mon c’mon c’mon<br />Oh, let me hear it everyone<br />C’mon c’mon<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1227663020894027130?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-52812844319669402132008-08-23T16:09:00.000-07:002008-08-23T16:10:38.609-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ci5vab_YQzI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ci5vab_YQzI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Was I On Your Mind” de Jessie Baylin</b><br />Did it feel any good..<br />Did it hit you like it should<br />Was i on your mind<br />Was i on your mind<br />Were the lights in your eyes<br />Did reflections leave you blind<br />Was i On Your Mind<br />Was i on your mind<br />Ooohh, did you think it was free<br />Ooooh, did you just wanna see<br />Well I don’t want to be right<br />I want a good lie<br />I want a new truth<br />I want your fight<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Give me what i need<br />Just take my heart<br />Break my love<br />And before you start<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Did you have to burn it down<br />Did our ashes make a sound<br />Was I On Your Mind<br />Was I On Your Mind<br />Does it make you feel alive<br />To have something to survive<br />Was I On Your Mind<br />Was I On Your Mind<br />Oooh, did you think it was free<br />Oooh, did you just wanna see<br />Well I don’t want to be right<br />I want a good lie<br />I want a new truth<br />I want your fight<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Give me what i need<br />Just take my heart<br />Break my love<br />And before you start<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Now every breath feels like a new charade…<br />I’m as lost as you, just stubbling through our sad parade…<br />And I don’t wanna be right<br />I wanna good lie<br />I want a new truth<br />I want your fight<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Give me what i need<br />just take my heart<br />break my love<br />and before you start<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Tell me I’m wrong instead<br />Did it feel any good?<br />Did it hit you like it should?<br />Was i on your mind<br />Was i on your mind<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5281284431966940213?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-84795669846445807922008-08-23T16:08:00.000-07:002008-08-23T16:09:14.973-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OB8Yya1XHPA&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OB8Yya1XHPA&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Hot and Wet” de 112 feat. Ludacris &amp; Chingy</b><br />[Verse 1:]<br />I wanna show you how I feel<br />Don’t hold back<br />Heres my love<br />Baby you’re the one for me<br />How can we get down tonight<br />No more game lets spend some time<br />Baby won’t you give it to me<br />Jus give it to me baby<br />[Chorus:]<br />You don’t know what<br />You do to me<br />The way you touch baby<br />([Slim:] Girl I’m tired of playing games are you ready)<br />I love it when you’re on top of it<br />So spread it<br />([Slim:] Won’t u just give it to me, girl we can do it)<br />Hot and wet<br />Girl u make me wanna sweat<br />When u touch me like that<br />Girl you know I wanna give it to you<br />[2x]<br />[Verse 2:]<br />Baby now it’s getting late<br />Don’t stop now<br />I can’t wait<br />To show u belong to me<br />Know how I like it<br />Take your time<br />Close your eyes<br />Let me show you what real love should be<br />[Repeat Chorus]<br />[Ludacris:]<br />Now baby you don’t work if u work it<br />Tweak it twork it<br />I feel like your every imperfection is perfect<br />Luda yea what you heard is true<br />I’ll make u do things you ain’t even know you can do<br />Got them weak in the knees cuz my back is strong<br />And you wonder why your girls wanna tag along<br />Cuz them birds are jealous<br />My words are embellish<br />Plus they heard I kiss every curve and crevice<br />I’m too hot to handle<br />I rock your mantle<br />When I play 112 and light 16 candles<br />Deep sea fishing in your favorite position<br />Everytime you moan I pay close attention<br />Flip ‘em like a pancake<br />Show me something<br />Or we can break in your vibrating tongue ring<br />Lets mountain climb ‘til we reach the peak<br />The technique will make u sweat<br />But don’t sweat the technique<br />[Repeat Chorus till end]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8479566984644580792?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-36051220880537542392008-08-23T16:07:00.000-07:002008-08-23T16:08:13.914-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OZMneHDdoYI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OZMneHDdoYI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Ride” de Ace Hood Feat. Trey Songz</b><br />(Ace Hood)<br />chea<br />Ace Hood<br />see mama, all i want you to do is hold it down for me<br />I want you to be my ride or die<br />while i go get this money, i promise im get us out the hood baby<br />(Trey Songz)<br />Chorus<br />even though im in the streets<br />you know exactly what I do<br />when I chase this paper<br />you aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you<br />cuz i ride or die girl we gon be good<br />and if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood<br />(Ace Hood)<br />listen<br />Baby look, just ride with me<br />swear that i got us mama<br />one thing i love about it<br />see you aint wit that drama<br />you be my ride or die like bonnie imma play the clyde<br />promise to move you out the hood into a bigger house<br />that’s why you never trip im grindin bump a 9-5<br />gotta get this money, paper callin but you never whine<br />gotta ask the cash come with bags you should see your eyes<br />that’s why i suprise about you stacks to ease your worried mind<br />cuz when im gone lil mama home alone at every time<br />you never blowed my phone up yet cuz you respect the grind<br />and you never holla bout a problem keep it on the line<br />my gutta baby, never maybe always gonna ride<br />(Trey Songz)<br />Chrous<br />even though im in the streets<br />you know exactly what I do<br />when I chase this paper<br />you aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you<br />cuz i ride or die girl we gon be good<br />and if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood<br />(Ace Hood)<br />and um, we can do them long vacations<br />thinking jamaica lately<br />cant take them deep relations, baby just keep it patient<br />shawty know what i do<br />shawty know who i be<br />you know im in these streets the only way that we gon eat<br />i keep it gutta never cut her when we in them sheets<br />i get sum cutta grap the duffle then im in the streets<br />come back with bundles pimp a half a g and louie v<br />but you aint trippin never question bout a nigga g<br />we keep it real aint no other that could fill ya sneak’s<br />i ride for you, you ride for me that’s where we need to be<br />i hold you down, you hold me down and i fulfill your dreams<br />your my beyonce im hova wont you ride with me<br />(Trey Songz)<br />Chrous<br />even though im in the streets<br />you know exactly what I do<br />when I chase this paper<br />you aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you<br />cuz i ride or die girl we gon be good<br />and if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood<br />(Trey Songz)<br />now what’s the definition of a rider<br />through it all they gon stand right beside ya<br />if you got one look em in the eyes<br />tell em you gon ride<br />tell em you gon ride (ri ri ri ri ri ride)<br />till the wheel fall off or the day that i die<br />that’s on my life aint nun wrong wit tryna love somebody<br />tryna tell you shawty that<br />(Ace Hood)<br />ace, and i promise this to you<br />imma get us out this hood<br />into them places that you thinkin that you never could<br />but you gotta ride like them tires on the mini coop<br />imma get this cash paper bags and give half to you<br />forget them haters<br />keep you tailored see whats sexy too<br />and i like your body all i think about is doin you<br />and i love the money so i guess it’s like doin two<br />you ride or die same smile when you see the loot<br />(TreySongz)<br />Chrous<br />even though im in the streets<br />you know exactly what I do<br />when I chase this paper<br />you aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you<br />cuz i ride or die girl we gon be good<br />and if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood<br />yea yea yea<br />we gon make it out<br />we gon make it out this hood<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3605122088053754239?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-73076104947015773682008-08-23T16:06:00.002-07:002008-08-23T16:07:26.431-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PA1HB_yJii4&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PA1HB_yJii4&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Everybody Nose” de N.E.R.D</b><br />All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom!<br />All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom!<br />All the girls standing in the,<br />All the girls standing in the,<br />All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom!<br />Baby you’re party on night is as scare<br />Just so you know we chase the<br />Its blowin’ over here<br />Don’t worry<br />I want blow your high<br />Talkin’ bout your life<br />And how it is all wrong<br />Just know if you go outside and see the sunrise as all the stars are gone..<br />Tell your friend they can go you’re ok you’re just chillin with me<br />Hes a shou with your face who it down.. have a drink its on me!<br />Here’s a towel, Here’s a towel !<br />Wipe your face, wipe your face!<br />Cool down, Cool down!<br />Have a drink its on me!<br />Here’s a towel, Here’s a towel !<br />Wipe your face, wipe your face!<br />Cool down, Cool down!<br />Have a drink its on me!<br />but you would rather party cause<br />Chorus<br />A hundred bills look - Ashoo! Ashoo! (4x)<br />Because<br />All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom!<br />All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom!<br />All the girls standing in the,<br />All the girls standing in the,<br />All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7307610494701577368?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-68072116729083410292008-08-23T16:06:00.001-07:002008-08-23T16:06:43.720-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-L3QaG8Mtfw&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-L3QaG8Mtfw&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Fisica o quimica” de Despistaos</b><br />Ni me escondo ni me atrevo,<br />ni me escapo ni te espero,<br />hago todo lo que puedo<br />pa’ que estemos juntos.<br />Cada vez me importan menos<br />los que piensan que no es bueno<br />que haga todo lo que puedo<br />pa’ que estemos juntos.<br />Medicina alternativa,<br />tu saliva en mi saliva,<br />es física o química.<br />Ni me miras ni te quiero,<br />ni te escucho ni te creo,<br />pero siento que me muero<br />cuando os veo juntos.<br />Cada vez me importas menos<br />o eso digo cuando debo,<br />o que sienta que me muero<br />cuando os veo juntos.<br />Medicina alternativa,<br />tu saliva en mi saliva,<br />es física o química.<br />La mitad de lo que hemos vivido<br />hace mas ruido,<br />que el ruido de un cañon.<br />Y un corazon de hielo herido<br />se ha derretido en su colchon.<br />La mitad de lo que hemos vivido<br />hace mas ruido,<br />que el ruido de un cañon.<br />Y un corazon de hielo herido<br />se ha derretido en su colchon.<br />Medicina alternativa,<br />tu saliva en mi saliva,<br />es física o química.<br />La mitad de lo que hemos vivido<br />hace mas ruido,<br />que el ruido de un cañon.<br />Y un corazon de hielo herido<br />se ha derretido en su colchon.<br />La mitad de lo que hemos vivido<br />hace mas ruido,<br />que el ruido de un cañon.<br />Y un corazon de hielo herido<br />se ha derretido en su colchon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6807211672908341029?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-43395783520065550772008-08-23T16:05:00.000-07:002008-08-23T16:06:02.224-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGJW_GcyoMI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGJW_GcyoMI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “El hombre delgado que no flaqueara jamas” de Enrique Bunbury</b><br />Soy un explorador solitario<br />que perdió la brújula y el mapa<br />Y ustedes me han visto siempre en acto de servicio.<br />Dándolo todo, a punto de perder la vida<br />desnudo como la del primer día<br />Soy el hombre delgado que no flaqueará jamás.<br />Mis deseos no son ya sino nidos abandonados<br />y son insuficientes las explicaciones que nos han dado<br />lucharé contra todos los que digan lo mismo que yo<br />y no me contradigan<br />Soy el hombre delgado que no flaqueará jamás.<br />Quería ser libre, pero que no te pasara nada<br />siento una simpatía natural y espontánea<br />hacia las cosas extraordinarias y he debido estar en este lugar<br />sin darme cuenta<br />Soy el hombre delgado que no flaqueará jamás (x2)<br />Veo misterios en algunas mujeres y detectives en los hombres de hoy<br />saldré esta noche a embrutecerme un poco, ya perdonarán si monto algún pollón<br />voy con la firme intención de caldear el ambiente y armar un buen escándalo<br />Soy el hombre delgado que no flaqueará jamás.<br />El cantante se siente como en su casa<br />en cualquier escenario de la ciudad<br />en aquella patria la que llaman lejos<br />allí me podréis buscar<br />donde se juntan un siglo y un segundo y hay algo que cantar<br />Soy el hombre delgado que no flaqueará jamás.<br />Quería ser libre, pero que no te pasara nada<br />siento una simpatía natural y espontánea<br />hacia las cosas extraordinarias y he debido estar en este lugar<br />sin darme cuenta<br />Soy el hombre delgado que no flaqueará jamás (x2)<br />Si no estás dispuesto a todo<br />no te acerques demasiado a mi<br />ten cuidado con el delfín<br />con el arpón clavado en el costal<br />anclados prisioneros<br />aunque los delincuentes modernos estén autorizados.<br />Es hora de elegir entre morir ajusticiado o jubilado<br />y sacudir al aire los pañuelos de celofán<br />y decir adiós a los que se van<br />extrañas lealtades compartiendo intimidades<br />Soy el hombre delgado que no flaqueará jamás<br />Querías ser libre, pero que no te pasara nada<br />siento una simpatía natural y espontánea<br />hacia las cosas extraordinarias y he debido estar en este lugar<br />sin darme cuenta<br />Soy el hombre delgado que no flaqueará jamás…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4339578352006555077?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-85385249245220631972008-08-23T16:04:00.000-07:002008-08-23T16:05:19.218-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bmnJHSESFHg&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bmnJHSESFHg&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “In The Way” de Ne-Yo</b><br />Thought I get to see your face again<br />But my flight got cancelled wouldnt stop raining<br />So two days three flights later I touchdown<br />But there was trouble with you family and now your outta town<br />And I don’t like it no this aint cool<br />Feelin like theres something just dont want me near you<br />The world keeps getting in the way<br />Trying to get to you but it seems like everyday is something new<br />Baby the world keeps getting in the way<br />With you is where I wanna be but it just wont let me<br />Cuz it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />And now were in the same state<br />But I be in the studio workin extra late (5 in the morning)<br />And finally I get to leave (im comin home to you)<br />But by the time I get there your already fast asleep<br />And I don’t like it no this aint cool<br />Feelin like theres something just dont want me near you<br />The world keeps getting in the way<br />Trying to get to you but it seems like everyday is something new<br />Baby the world keeps getting in the way<br />With you is where I wanna be but it just wont let me<br />Cuz it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />And I don’t like it no this aint cool<br />Feelin like theres something just dont want me near you<br />Baby The world keeps getting in the way<br />Trying to get to you but it seems like everyday is something new<br />Baby the world keeps getting in the way<br />With you is where I wanna be but it just wont let me<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<br />Said it keeps getting in the way<br />Keeps getting in the way<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8538524924522063197?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-91986543890689676412008-08-23T15:54:00.000-07:002008-08-23T16:02:14.406-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p31Q99pxxpA&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p31Q99pxxpA&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Renacere” de SUM</b><br />Me fuí, sin saber<br />donde encontrar<br />el tiempo, las sombras del ayer<br />lo que hoy ya no fué<br />me fuí sin dudar y pude sentir<br />el viento y el frío aqui en la piel<br />rumbo hasta el ayer<br />y hoy que depronto brilla el sol<br />que el exilio terminó<br />que la noche es de color<br />me ocultaré (pensé)<br />y me undiré en un dulce mar<br />me perderé (me encontraré)<br />y volveré a sentir mi fé<br />renaceré, (y volveré)<br />a ver el sol, a abrir el sol de amor..<br />hoy podré sentir mi fé…<br />Vivir sin estar<br />ver sin tocar<br />silencio que hoy me hace recordar<br />lo que no voy ya<br />Me fuí, me extravié<br />y perdí la fe<br />y el tiempo quizo matar mi sed<br />del suelo regresé<br />y hoy que la luna brilla más<br />que las lagrimas se irán<br />que el invierno quedó atrás<br />me ocultaré (pensé)<br />y me undiré en un dulce mar<br />me perderé (me encontraré)<br />y volveré a sentir mi fé<br />renaceré, (y volveré)<br />a ver el sol, a abrir el sol de amor..<br />hoy podré sentir mi fé…<br />Quiero sentirte en mi<br />quiero volver al fin<br />me ocultaré (pensé)<br />y me undiré en un dulce mar<br />me perderé (me encontraré)<br />y volveré a sentir mi fé<br />renaceré, (y volveré)<br />a ver el sol, a abrir el sol de amor..<br />hoy podré sentir mi fé…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-9198654389068967641?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-4687628157480660562008-08-22T23:06:00.000-07:002008-08-22T23:07:08.117-07:00<div><object height="339" width="420"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k1g8KfzNVZzUdZ5NXe" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k1g8KfzNVZzUdZ5NXe" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"></embed></object><br /><b><a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k1g8KfzNVZzUdZ5NXe">Ronan K."When You Say Nothing At All"</a></b><br /><i>by <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/shakura">shakura</a></i></div><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “When You Say Nothing At All” de Ronan Keating</b><br />It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart<br />Without saying a word, you can light up the dark<br />Try as I may I could never explain<br />What I hear when you don’t say a thing<br />The smile on your face lets me know that you need me<br />There’s a truth in your eyes saying you’ll never leave me<br />The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me when ever I fall<br />You say it best..when you say nothing at all<br />All day long I can hear people talking out loud<br />But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd (the crowd)<br />Try as they may they can never define<br />What’s been said between your heart and mine<br />CHORUS X 2<br />(You say it best when you say nothing at all<br />You say it best when you say nothing at all..)<br />The smile on your face<br />The truth in your eyes<br />The touch of your hand<br />Let’s me know that you need me..<br />CHORUS<br />(You say it best when you say nothing at all<br />You say it best when you say nothing at all..)<br />The smile on your face<br />The truth in your eyes<br />The touch of your hand<br />Let’s me know that you need me..<br />(You say it best when you say nothing at all<br />You say it best when you say nothing at all..)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-468762815748066056?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-32101749893878331642008-08-22T23:05:00.000-07:002008-08-22T23:06:03.509-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wmr8D3JBsvg&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wmr8D3JBsvg&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Blind Man” de Black Stone Cherry</b><br />Disappointing change in season<br />Cold has come again<br />Streets are flooded with excuses<br />Stories never end<br />People walk in their delusion<br />Wading through despair<br />We must come to stand as one<br />And take the cross they bare<br />So We’ll try<br />Not to cry<br />When we are walkin’ in their shoes<br />Have you heard the news<br />Hey<br />Have you seen the blind man in disguise,<br />Lookin’ for his eyes<br />Hey<br />Have you seen the rain man<br />Lookin’ to the sky, Beggin’ for sunlight<br />The darkest times ain’t always at night<br />A man will hold a sign an preach<br />This world will not stand<br />We are all among the scared<br />So will you hold my hand<br />So We’ll try<br />Not to cry<br />When we are walkin’ in their shoes<br />Have you heard the news<br />Hey<br />Have you seen the blind man in disguise,<br />Lookin’ for his eyes<br />Hey<br />Have you seen the rain man<br />Lookin’ to the sky, Beggin’ for sunlight<br />The darkest times ain’t always at night<br />(Solo)<br />So We’ll try<br />Not to cry<br />When we are walkin’ in their shoes<br />Have you heard the news<br />Hey<br />Have you seen the blind man in disguise,<br />Lookin’ for his eyes<br />Hey<br />Have you seen the rain man<br />Lookin’ to the sky, Beggin’ for sunlight<br />The darkest times ain’t always at night<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3210174989387833164?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-43552570830870253222008-08-22T23:04:00.000-07:002008-08-22T23:05:15.152-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7DW06DLUps&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7DW06DLUps&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4355257083087025322?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-48990351222639064422008-08-22T23:03:00.000-07:002008-08-22T23:04:27.247-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mIAnOEIJWII&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mIAnOEIJWII&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Es solo una cancion” de Amaral</b><br />Con la mirada de sorpresa<br />que ponía Charlot<br />yo alucinaba con la televisión<br />que pena…<br />Con el deseo irrefrenable<br />de que todo latiera<br />y como un gato<br />subido en la azotea.<br />Por los tejados del “marik”<br />y se escapaba a New York<br />los pararrayos no sirven<br />cuando hay tormenta,<br />dentro de mi cabeza.<br />De tanto reír<br />no puedo ni hablar<br />de tantas cosas<br />que te quiero contar<br />que hace un millar<br />nos vemos en la Via Láctea<br />Es solo una cancion<br />para calmar mi corazón<br />lo que yo siento<br />lo que yo quiero<br />Es solo rock and roll<br />para calmar mi corazón<br />lo que yo quiero<br />lo que yo siento<br />Tumbados los dos<br />sobre el sillón<br />baja el volumen<br />de la televisión<br />que pena<br />pena penita pena<br />Si solo salen paparazzis<br />sin conciencia,<br />y el matador<br />acaba la faena<br />con sangre sobre la arena<br />No quiero entender<br />por que hay que matar<br />a veces siento que soy ese animal<br />mejor sería<br />fugarnos a una isla desierta<br />Es solo una canción<br />para calmar mi corazón<br />lo que yo tengo<br />lo que yo quiero<br />Es solo una canción<br />para calmar mi corazón<br />lo que yo quiero<br />lo que yo siento<br />Es solo una canción<br />es solo una canción<br />Es solo una canción<br />es solo una canción<br />Es solo una canción<br />para calmar mi corazón<br />lo que yo siento<br />lo que yo quiero<br />Es solo rock and roll<br />para calmar mi corazón<br />lo que yo tengo<br />lo que yo siento<br />Es solo una canción<br />es solo una canción<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4899035122263906442?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-44854040371895078412008-08-22T12:58:00.002-07:002008-08-22T12:59:16.190-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3djvRVlf2Q&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3djvRVlf2Q&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Letra de la cancion “Veneno” de Zoe<br /><br />Sobre ti<br />sobre mi<br />o de estrellas que se funden<br />si eres tu<br />si es el sol<br />o es la luna<br /><br />Si es temor<br />si es rencor<br />o la falsa indiferencia<br />de una mancha de lluvia<br />en tu memoria<br /><br />Amanece otra vez<br />y las horas<br />se hacen tibias<br />se desangran las sombras<br />perfumadas<br /><br />Una araña gigante<br />dando vueltas en el aire<br />una bola de nieve<br />contraataca<br /><br />Hablemos de luces<br />hablemos de nada<br />hablemos de cosas de verdad<br />de lo mortal<br /><br />A veces tan triste<br />y a veces tan libre<br />veneno la confusión<br />veneno yo<br /><br />Sobre ti<br />sobre mi<br />o de estrellas que se funden<br />si eres tu<br />si es el sol<br />o es la luna<br /><br />Hablemos de luces<br />hablemos de nada<br />hablemos de cosas de verdad<br />de lo mortal<br /><br />A veces tan triste<br />y a veces tan libre<br />veneno la confusión<br />veneno yo<br /><br />Hablemos de luces<br />hablemos de nada<br />hablemos de cosas de verdad<br />de lo mortal<br /><br />A veces tan libre<br />y a veces tan triste<br />veneno la confusión<br />veneno yo<br /><br />Este día y en este lugar<br />Este día y en este lugar<br />Este día y en este lugar<br />Este día y en este lugar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4485404037189507841?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-9256882561178182362008-08-22T12:58:00.001-07:002008-08-22T12:58:40.089-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GidXpJ2t-Z8&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GidXpJ2t-Z8&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Letra de la cancion “She Comes” de Zoe<br /><br />She comes into the fire<br />It comes in the rain<br />it comes in any feeling low<br />she comes again<br /><br />uhhh, it is the last known side<br />if, uhhh, it comes with quite silence<br /><br />She comes into the fire<br />It comes in the rain<br /><br />She is on fire!<br />It comes in the rain!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-925688256117818236?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-42656159911811464602008-08-22T12:57:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:58:04.700-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nf7GTSUm7Zo&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nf7GTSUm7Zo&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Letra de la cancion “Dale” de La Factoria<br /><br />No te vistas papacito<br />No te vistas que no van<br />Tu fuiste malo conmigo<br />Y contigo con kiero naa..<br /><br />Por eso..<br /><br />Dale echate pa alla<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br />Dale no me busques mas<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br /><br />Dale echate pa alla<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br />Dale no me busques mas<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br /><br />Que te arrolle un carro<br />Que te pise un tren<br />Siete metros bajo tierra donde yo te quiero ver<br /><br />Que te arrolle un carro<br />Que te pise un tren<br />Siete metros bajo tierra donde yo te quiero ver<br /><br />Asi que dale fuera no te enojes<br />Eres muy mala gente para que yo te perdone<br />Ya no creo en tu palabra ni en tu carita de monje<br />No importa maquillarme que los perros no se compren<br />El papel de iguacu es el que a ti te corresponde<br />Lo que tu me hicistes no tiene perdon no tiene nombre<br />Asi que escucha y prestame atención y no te asombres<br />Debo apretar mi falda porque tu no eres un hombre<br /><br />Dale echate pa alla<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br />Dale no me busques mas<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br /><br />Dale echate pa alla<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br />Dale no me busques mas<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br /><br />Por infiel por puto y por cruel<br />Mi amor lo vas a perder<br />Voy a hacer que tu sufras por el<br />Y jamas lo vas a tener<br />Y porque Anatel yo regreso contigo<br />Porque tu fuiste muy malo conmigo<br />Estaba durmiendo yo con el enemigo<br />A nadie le deseo lo que contigo he vivido<br />Aquí no hay sorpresas sino sorprndidos<br />Para que intentarlo si es de caso perdido<br />Yo le pedire a dios que te de tu castigo<br />Por perro hijo d puta y bandido<br /><br />Dale echate pa alla<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br />Dale no me busques mas<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br /><br />Dale echate pa alla<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br />Dale no me busques mas<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br /><br />Que te arrolle un carro<br />Que te pise un tren<br />Siete metros bajo tierra donde yo te quiero ver<br /><br />Que te arrolle un carro<br />Que te pise un tren<br />Siete metros bajo tierra donde yo te quiero ver<br /><br />Dale que hacer daño es lo que sabes<br />Voy a pedirle a dios pa que tu me la pagues<br />Eres el maestro del engaño y de la tirania<br />Acabastes con los sueños y con la vida mia<br />Eras el peor de los amantes de una porqueria<br />Voy a sacarte del camino y tambien de mis dias<br />Yo lo sabia todo el mundo me lo decia<br />Que no hay mas que tus desengaños de toda la vida<br /><br />No te vistas papacito<br />No te vistas que no van<br />Tu fuiste malo conmigo<br />Y contigo con kiero naa..<br /><br />Por eso..<br /><br />Dale echate pa alla<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br />Dale no me busques mas<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br /><br />Dale echate pa alla<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<br />Dale no me busques mas<br />Que contigo no quiero naa..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4265615991181146460?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-12001214257285486702008-08-22T12:56:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:57:27.555-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_r5nuXFLkBY&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_r5nuXFLkBY&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Letra de la cancion “Ya Tu No Vales La Pena” de Eddy Lover<br /><br />contigo no regreso mas<br />no que va<br />eddy lover<br />contigo no vuelvo mas<br />no que va<br />eddy<br />contigo no regreso<br /><br />si te fuiste que te vaya bien<br />ya no vuelvas<br />pues ya tengo otra que vale por diez<br />pa que te duela<br />si te fuiste que te vaya bien<br />ya no vuelvas<br />pues ya tengo otra que vale por diez<br />pa que te duela<br /><br />tu no vales la pena<br />mereces que te den candela<br />el que la hace la paga morena<br />mereces que te den candela<br /><br />que tu no vales la pena<br />mereces que te den candela<br />el que la hace la paga morena<br />mereces que te den candela<br /><br />que le den<br />que le den<br />que le den candela<br /><br />sabes que no hay mal que por bien no venga<br />tu te fuiste con el solo por su cartera<br />y ahora el te saca como una cualquiera<br />quiere candela<br />que la tiren en una hoguera<br />dicen que como no lloras<br />mami ya llego tu hora<br />que fue inutil este amor mor<br />ahora tu te sientes sola<br />porque nadie te enamora<br />extrañas a el y yo<br />y de mi ya no tienes mi amor<br /><br />tu no vales la pena<br />mereces que te den candela<br />el que la hace la paga morena<br />mereces que te den candela<br /><br />contigo no regreso mas<br />no que va<br />NOO<br />contigo no vuelvo mas<br />no que va<br />NOO<br />contigo no regreso maaaaaas<br />no que va<br />NOO<br />contigo no vuelvo mas<br />no que va<br />NOO<br /><br />de amor no morire<br />no morire<br />de amor no morire<br />no morire<br /><br />flow<br />flow<br />flow<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1200121425728548670?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-65111458054985620002008-08-22T12:55:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:56:46.832-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUNKQaNjvZM&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUNKQaNjvZM&color1=291787617&color2=325161297&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Letra de la cancion “Amor del bueno” de Agua Azul<br /><br />Como cuchillo, en la mantequilla<br />Entraste a mi vida, cuando me moría<br />Como la luna, por la rendija<br />Así te metiste, entre mis pupilas<br /><br />Y así te fuí queriendo a diario<br />Sin una ley, sin un horario<br />Uhhhhhh uh uh<br />Y así me fuiste despertando<br />De cada sueño donde estabas<br />Tuhhhhh uh uh<br /><br />Y nadie lo buscaba, y nadie lo planeó así<br />En el destino estaba, que fueras para mi<br />Y nadie le apostaba, que aquello fuera tan feliz<br />Pero cupido se apiadó de mi<br /><br />Suparu noo suparunee, se apiadó de mi uh uh uh uh<br />Suparu noo dirinou dividivire se apiadó de mi<br /><br />Como la lluvia, en pleno desierto<br />Mojaste de fé mi corazón, Ahogaste mis miedos<br />Como una dulce voz, en el silencio<br />Así nos llegó el amor, “Amor del Bueno” ohh<br /><br />Y así te fuí queriendo a diario<br />Sin una ley, sin un horario<br />Uhhhhhh uh uh<br />Y así me fuiste despertando<br />De cada sueño donde estabas<br />Tuhhhhh uh uh<br /><br />Y nadie lo buscaba, y nadie lo planeó así<br />En el destino estaba, que fueras para mi<br />Y nadie le apostaba, que aquello fuera tan feliz<br />Pero cupido se apiadó de mi<br />Y nadie le apostaba, que aquello fuera tan feliz<br />Pero cupido se apiadó de mi<br /><br />Se apiadó de mi<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6511145805498562000?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-3529835142974039142008-08-22T12:54:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:55:10.721-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dANXpCh37Zs&amp;color1=291787617&amp;color2=325161297&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dANXpCh37Zs&amp;color1=291787617&amp;color2=325161297&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Dime quien es” de Chuy Lizarraga</b><br />Que nos esta pasando ,<br />Hace tiempo que te veo fastidiada<br />Que un beso mio ya no te provoca nada<br />Y que te duermes sin decir hasta mañana<br />Que nos esta matando<br />Sera que hay alguien<br />Que tu amor me esta robando ,<br />Por que te pasas todo el dia suspirando<br />Y no es por mi , lo puedo sentir<br />Ahora tus carisias son tan frias<br />Tal vez ya no eres solo mia<br />Dime quien es ,<br />El que te arranca<br />De mis besos y mi piel<br />Dime quien es<br />Como se atreve<br />Arrebatarme tu corazon<br />De una manera tan cobarde<br />Dime quien es<br />El que te puso<br />Entre la espada y la pared<br />Decidete<br />Por que no quiero mas mentiras<br />Se que un ladron esta robándome tu vida<br />Estoy desesperando<br />Por que tu forma de vestir<br />Estas cambiando<br />Lo que era solo para mi<br />Estas mostrando<br />Hasta el color de la traicion<br />Lucen tus labios<br />Si vas a abandonarme no me beses<br />Ya dame una respuesta y solo vete<br />Dime quien es<br />El te puso entre la espada y la pared<br />Decidete<br />Por que no quiero mas mentiras<br />Se que un ladron esta robándome tu vida<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-352983514297403914?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-11174545165073285042008-08-22T12:53:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:54:34.026-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZRqfAm9GgU&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NZRqfAm9GgU&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Un violinista en tu tejado” de Melendi</b><br />Era tan dura<br />Como la piedra de mi mechero<br />Me asaltan dudas<br />De si te quiero<br />Eres tan fría como el agua<br />que baja libre de la montaña.<br />Y no lo entiendo<br />Fue tan efímero<br />el caminar de tu dedo en mi espalda dibujando un corazón<br />Y pido al cielo que sepa comprender<br />Estos ataques de celos<br />Que me entran si yo no te vuelvo a ver.<br />Le pido a la luna<br />Que alumbre tu vida<br />Que la mía ya hace tiempo que ya está encendida.<br />Que lo que me cuesta<br />Querer sólo al rato<br />Mejor no te quiero será más barato<br />Cansado de ser el triste violinista que está en tu tejado.<br />Tocando pa’ inglés siempre desafinado.<br />Eres tan tenue<br />Como la luz que alumbra en mi vida<br />La más madura fruta prohibida<br />Tan diferente<br />Y pareciera<br />A la tormenta que se llevó mi vida<br />Y no lo entiendo<br />Fue tan efímero<br />el caminar de tu dedo en mi espalda dibujando un corazón<br />Y pido al cielo que sepa comprender<br />Estos ataques de celos<br />Que me entran si yo no te vuelvo a ver.<br />Le pido a la luna<br />Que alumbre tu vida<br />Que la mía ya hace tiempo que ya está encendida.<br />Que lo que me cuesta<br />Querer sólo al rato<br />Mejor no te quiero será más barato<br />Cansado de ser el triste violinista que está en tu tejado.<br />Tocando pa’ inglés siempre desafinado. (bis)<br />Mientras rebusco en tu basura<br />Van creciendo los enanos<br />De este un circo que un día montamos<br />Pero que no quepa duda<br />Muy pronto estaré liberado<br />Porque el tiempo todo lo cura<br />Porque un clavo saca otro clavo<br />Siempre desafinado<br />Mientras rebusco en tu basura<br />van creciendo los enanos<br />de este circo que un día montamos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1117454516507328504?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-74179721353913631002008-08-22T12:52:00.002-07:002008-08-22T12:53:39.800-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OUrc1n546mU&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OUrc1n546mU&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “The Man Who Can’t Be Moved ” de The Script</b><br />Going back to the corner,<br />where I first saw you<br />Gonna camp in my sleeping bag,<br />I’m not gonna move<br />Got some words on cardboard<br />Got your picture in my hand<br />Saying “if you see this girl can you tell her where I am”<br />Some try to hand me money<br />They don’t understand,<br />I’m not broke I’m just a broken hearted man<br />I know it makes no sense<br />What else can I do?<br />How can I move on<br />when I’m still in love with you?<br />Cause’ if one day you wake up<br />and find that your missing me<br />and your heart starts to wonder<br />where on this earth I could be,<br />Thinking maybe you’d come back here<br />to the place that we’d meet<br />Then you’d see me waiting for you<br />on the corner of the street,<br />So I’m not moving<br />I’m not moving<br />Policeman says “Son you cant stay here”<br />I say there’s someone I’m waiting for if its a day, a month, a year,<br />Gotta stand my ground,<br />even if it rains or snows,<br />If she changes her mind,<br />this is the first place she will go<br />Cause’ if one day you wake up<br />and find that your missing me<br />and your heart starts to wonder<br />where on this earth I could be,<br />Thinking maybe you’d come back here<br />to the place that we’d meet<br />Then you’d see me waiting for you<br />on the corner of the street,<br />So I’m not moving<br />I’m not moving<br />I’m not moving<br />I’m not moving<br />People talk about the guy,<br />thats waiting in on a girl<br />Woooaah -oooh<br />There are no holes in his shoes,<br />But a big hole in his world<br />Oooooh<br />Maybe I’ll get famous for the man who can’t be moved,<br />and maybe you wont mean to but you’ll see me on the news,<br />and you’d come running to the corner,<br />Cause’ you’ll know its just for you<br />I’m the man who cant be moved<br />I’m the man who cant be moved<br />Cause’ if one day you wake up,<br />and find that your missing me,<br />and your heart starts to wonder<br />where on this earth I could be,<br />Thinking maybe you’d come back here<br />to the place that we’d meet<br />and you’d see me waiting for you<br />on the corner of the street<br />so I’m not moving<br />I’m not moving<br />I’m not moving<br />I’m not moving<br />(Cause’ if one day you wake up,<br />and find that your missing me,<br />and your heart starts to wonder<br />where on this earth I could be,<br />Thinking maybe you’d come back here<br />to the place that we’d meet<br />and you’d see me waiting for you<br />on the corner of the street)<br />Going back to the corner where I first saw you,<br />Gonna camp in my sleeping bag; I’m not gonna move<br />Love this song!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7417972135391363100?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-15243258886697343742008-08-22T12:52:00.001-07:002008-08-22T12:52:46.393-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/An6WPTlphEY&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/An6WPTlphEY&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “A Mi Lado” de Nikki Clan</b><br />Me has partido el corazón<br />Vamos a hablarlo los dos<br />Esto no puede quedarse así<br />No oh<br />Piensa en lo que tú y yo<br />Hemos vivido, piénsalo<br />No puede ganarnos hoy<br />Una simple discusión<br />Quédate aquí<br />A mi lado<br />Por siempre conmigo<br />Aquí te necesito<br />Te puedo hacer feliz<br />Tú eres para mí<br />Mis ojos no me dejan mentir<br />A mi lado<br />Te quiero conmigo<br />No concibo estar sin ti<br />Siente mi corazón latir<br />Eres lo más importante en mí<br />Espero entiendas amor<br />Date la vuelta por favor<br />Quédate aquí<br />A mi lado<br />Por siempre conmigo<br />Aquí te necesito<br />Te puedo hacer feliz<br />Tú eres para mí<br />Mis ojos no me dejan mentir<br />A mi lado<br />Te quiero conmigo<br />Se que tu me quieres<br />Y tampoco quieres discutir<br />Esto pasará<br />Esa es la verdad<br />Se que en ti puedo confiar<br />A mi lado<br />Por siempre conmigo<br />Aquí te necesito<br />Te puedo hacer feliz<br />Tú eres para mí<br />Mis ojos no me dejan mentir<br />A mi lado<br />Por siempre conmigo<br />A mi lado<br />Te quiero conmigo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-1524325888669734374?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-74061927388148724552008-08-22T12:50:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:51:54.097-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKGp5diYtDY&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKGp5diYtDY&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Decias que no” de Los Invasores de Nuevo Leon</b><br />Decias que no, que yo jamas veria rodar tu orgullo por un sufrimiento, que con mi amor no era capaz de conquistar tu corazon, que perdi el tiempo.<br />Decias que no, y me empeñe en lograr tu amor y hasta llegue a doblegar mi orgullo por un solo beso y ya lo vez, que no hay capricho que no cumpla con el tiempo.<br />Pues te rogue por mucho tiempo hasta que logre, que me quisieras y te trate como una reina y no habi acapricho que no te cumpliriera.<br />Ahora que estas completamente enamorada te duele mi indiferencia, lastima que ahora que me amas en mi el amor se termino antes te amaba y ahora soy quien dice que no.<br />Decias que no, y me empeñe en lograr tu amor y hasta llegue a doblegar mi orgullo por un solo beso y ya lo vez, que no hay capricho que no cumpla con el tiempo.<br />Pues te rogue por mucho tiempo hasta que logre, que me quisieras y te trate como una reina y no habi acapricho que no te cumpliriera.<br />Ahora que estas completamente enamorada te duele mi indiferencia, lastima que ahora que me amas en mi el amor se termino antes te amaba y ahora soy quien dice que no.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7406192738814872455?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-48766958388008278652008-08-22T12:46:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:47:03.997-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AEyKPFo-dy0&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AEyKPFo-dy0&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Morir de Amor” de Magnate y Valentino Feat Arcangel</b><br />[Magnate]<br />Aaaaaaaaaaay…<br />Que malo es morir de amor… (Morir de amor…),<br />Por esa niña hermosa moriria y me ha robado el corazon<br />AaAaAaAaAay…<br />Que malo es morir de amor…<br />Por esa niña hermosa moriria, y me ha robado el corazon…<br />(Oye, mami te estas dando guille conmigo[Tu me sigues…]<br />esto es lo ultimo q te voy a decir…)<br />[Arcángel]<br />Ven con el nene(Si)<br />Yo se meterle(Obligao)<br />Donde te metas, voy a meterte (Tu lo sabes)<br />Ven conmigo, ellos no sabe entenderte (Nop)<br />Tengo musica buena para complacerte (Uhu)<br />Tengo por mango agarrao el sarten,(Yeah)<br />Austin ¨La Maravish¨<br />They call me captain<br />America!!!<br />O como tu quiera<br />me encanta esa gata cuando se pone histerica (Tu me sigue!?)<br />Si yo pudiera<br />Te daria la vida entera…<br />Contigo me fuera<br />A un lugar especial<br />Mami quiciera<br />Pasar la noche entera<br />Tu y yo solos en vela<br />Viviendo un amor de novela…<br />[Magnate]<br />Aaaaaaaaaaay…<br />Que malo es morir de amor… (Morir de amor…),<br />Por esa niña hermosa moriria y me ha robado el corazon<br />AaAaAaAaAay…<br />Que malo es morir de amor…<br />Por esa niña hermosa moriria, y me ha robado el corazon…<br />Quiero entragarme<br />Ser dueño de tus partes<br />Para olvidarme y sentirme en un mundo aparte…<br />Umm ya lo veras Oh Baby<br />Umm ya lo veras…<br />Esta noche es Tuya<br />Te doy mas y mas<br />Oh oh oh…<br />Umm ya lo veras Oh baby<br />Umm ya lo veras…<br />Umm ya lo veras Oh baby<br />Te doy mas y mas<br />Oh oh oh…<br />Umm ya lo veras Oh baby<br />Umm ya lo veras…<br />Umm ya lo veras Oh baby<br />Te doy mas y mas<br />Oh oh oh…<br />Aaaaaaaaaaay…<br />Que malo es morir de amor… (Morir de amor…),<br />Por esa niña hermosa moriria y me ha robado el corazon<br />AaAaAaAaAay…<br />Que malo es morir de amor…<br />Por esa niña hermosa moriria, y me ha robado el corazon…<br />[Arcángel]<br />Yes..<br />Esto es…<br />Los Brother<br />Magnate,Valentino<br />Y…<br />Austin ¨La Maravish¨<br />[Valentino]<br />Esto solamente son Los Brother (Da ca dap da…)<br />Imaginate…<br />Nuestra Produccion…(Da cap dap da da…)<br />El Comeback<br />Aguanta…<br />[Arcángel]<br />Jajaja…<br />V.I. Music…<br />Oye…<br />Santana “The Golden Boy”<br />El Niño de oro…<br />A Neldy<br />Tu Me Sigues!?<br />Siganos q les conviene<br />Jaja<br />Alex Gargola<br />Da ca dap da…<br />Prrrra!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4876695838800827865?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-51137213718849061372008-08-22T12:44:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:45:40.730-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jQ_XFmTDsf0&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jQ_XFmTDsf0&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Mi Ideologia” de Kema</b><br />Quisiera que el tiempo todo borrara,<br />no sufrir más por tu ausencia q<br />que mi pena terminara<br />Quisiera que el viento no dejara huellas que te recordaran<br />que esta herida se cerrara<br />Pero el tiempo pasa lento y no me alcanza<br />para sentir que olvido y el frio me abraza, que olvidas mis esperanzas, sigo dando tumbos para sentir que vivo<br />como una hoja al viento no sé si respiro sin dirección<br />sin punto fijo<br />Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay<br />Que quieres que haga si ya te di mi vida,<br />mis noches, mis besos, mi canción mas sentida,<br />mis sueños, mis remos, mi canto,<br />mis ruegos, mi voz hecha trizas,<br />mi calma, mi prisa,<br />ya te di mi llanto y mi risa<br />y hasta mi ideología.<br />Que más quieres tu que haga,<br />que mas quieres que yo te diga,<br />que mas quiere que yo invente si te he dado hasta mi vida,<br />ya no tengo nada más que darte,<br />más que darte corazón.<br />Quisiera pensar que fuiste un sueño,<br />una historia libretiada,<br />que esta escena ya es pasada<br />o cerrar los ojos y sentir que todavía tu estas en mi<br />y que no ha pasado nada.<br />Pero el tiempo pasa lento y no me alcanza<br />para sentir que olvido y el frio me abraza,<br />que olvidas mis esperanzas,<br />sigo dando tumbos para sentir que vivo<br />como una hoja al viento no sé si respiro<br />sin dirección sin punto fijo<br />Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay<br />Que quieres que haga si ya te di mi vida,<br />mis noches, mis besos, mi canción mas sentida,<br />mis sueños, mis remos, mi canto,<br />mis ruegos, mi voz hecha trizas, mi calma,<br />mi prisa, ya te di mi llanto y mi risa<br />y hasta mi ideología.<br />Y como puedo hacer,<br />que debo hacer para vivir sin tu amor<br />si las cosas más bonitas<br />las pase contigo amor<br />contigo<br />Ay Ay<br />ya te di mis noches,<br />ya te di mi vida, ya te di mis sueños<br />que mas quieres vida mía (x4)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5113721371884906137?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-43629997617917732112008-08-22T12:35:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:36:28.516-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Byww3zojDo&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Byww3zojDo&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “No quiero escuchar tu voz” de Denise Rosenthal</b><br />Estoy cansada y aburrida<br />De que vengas aquí<br />Con excusas y mentiras<br />Que pretendes de mí<br />No seré esa pobre chica<br />A la que hagas sufrir<br />Por todo lo que me has hecho<br />Te vas a arrepentir<br />No se en qué estaba pensando<br />Ni que fue lo que te di<br />Y aunque siempre habrá cariño, mi amor<br />Me marcharé, lejos de aquí<br />No lo intentes, no me busques<br />Solo entiende que no quiero saber<br />Ni escuchar nada de ti<br />Y te voy a borrar por siempre<br />De mi vida, ya no sigas, me lastimas<br />Y es tarde ahora debo seguir<br />Se que por nuestro amigos<br />Nos tendremos que ver<br />Aunque intentes seducirme<br />Ya no voy a caer<br />Te conozco demasiado<br />Se como eres desgraciado<br />Solo pido que te alejes<br />Y me dejes volar<br />No lo intentes, no me busques<br />Solo entiende que no quiero saber<br />Ni escuchar nada de ti<br />Y te voy a borrar por siempre<br />De mi vida, ya no sigas, me lastimas<br />Y es tarde ahora debo seguir<br />Y aunque llames todo el día<br />No voy a responder<br />No pierdas tiempo,<br />No quiero escuchar tu voz<br />No se en qué estaba pensando<br />Ni que fue lo que te di<br />No lo intentes, no me busques<br />Solo entiende que no quiero saber<br />Ni escuchar nada de ti<br />Y te voy a borrar por siempre<br />De mi vida, ya no sigas, me lastimas<br />Y es tarde ahora debo seguir<br />Sin embargo<br />Te empiezo a extrañar<br />Y te voy a borrar por siempre<br />De mi vida, ya no sigas, me lastimas<br />Y es tarde ahora debo seguir<br />Y aunque llames todo el día<br />No voy a responder<br />No pierdas tiempo,<br />No quiero escuchar tu voz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4362999761791773211?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-59259989283484587912008-08-22T12:30:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:35:30.393-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/auSzvi_JSdE&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/auSzvi_JSdE&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Attack” de 30 Seconds to Mars</b><br />I won’t suffer, be broken, get tired, or wasted<br />Surrender to nothing, or give up what I<br />Started and stopped it, from end to beginning<br />A new day is coming, and I am finally free<br />Run away, run away, I’ll attack<br />Run away, run away, go chase yourself<br />Run away, run away, now I’ll attack<br />I’ll attack, I’ll aa-WHOOOAAAAAAAAA<br />I would have kept you, forever, but we had to sever<br />It ended for both of us, faster than a<br />Kill off this thinking, it’s starting to sink in<br />I’m losing control now, and without you I can finally see<br />Run away, run away, I’ll attack<br />Run away, run away, go change yourself<br />Run away, run away, now I’ll attack<br />I’ll attack, I’ll aa-WHOOOAAAAAAAAA<br />Your promises, they look like lies<br />Your honesty, like a back that hides a knife (knife)<br />I promise you (promise you)<br />I promise you (promise you)<br />And I am finally free<br />Run away, run away, I’ll attack<br />Run away, run away, go change yourself<br />Run away, run away, now I’ll attack<br />I’ll attack, I’ll attack, I will attack<br />Run away, I’ll attack, I will attack<br />Run away, I’ll attack, I will attack<br />Run away (Run away), I’ll attack (I’ll attack)<br />I’ll aa-WHOOOAAAAAAAAA<br />Your promises<br />(promises, promises)<br />I promise you<br />(promise you)<br />I promise you<br />(promise you, promise you)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5925998928348458791?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-22475784154085075472008-08-22T12:29:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:30:22.980-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3m1N-9pZ1U&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3m1N-9pZ1U&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Attack” de Kel</b><br />Me creo punky y alternativa<br />y no me importa lo que tu me digas<br />la diciplina es mi enemiga<br />y la anarquia mi forma de vida<br />dicen que escucho musica rara<br />y que paresco una inadaptada<br />perdiendo el control de cada situacion<br />no se como ire a terminar pero nadie me va a parar<br />nunca voy a encajar en esta sociedad<br />no creo en nadie pero me da igual<br />no gastes en hablar para hacerme cambiar<br />tendria que nacer de nuevo!<br />me creo punky! y no te voy a mentiir<br />lo que pienso de ti<br />te lo digo a la cara<br />me creo punky y te lo voy a decir<br />no soy esa mujer que tu esperabas<br />nunca voy a ser lo que esperas tu de mi<br />si un dia te digo qe si al rato me arrepiento<br />y esque soy asi<br />impredecible, incontrolable, poco confiable<br />(no se como ire a terminar pero nadie me va a parar)<br />impredecible, incontrolable poco confiable, idecifrable<br />ya no me hables<br />coro<br />yo no soy tracher ni hip hopera<br />yo no soy indie no soy rockera<br />yo no soy emo ni pokemona<br />yo nunca sigo lo que esta de moda<br />coro (x2)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-2247578415408507547?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-91365071447924658822008-08-22T06:49:00.000-07:002008-08-22T12:29:04.221-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p31Q99pxxpA&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p31Q99pxxpA&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Renacere” de SUM</b><br />Me fuí, sin saber<br />donde encontrar<br />el tiempo, las sombras del ayer<br />lo que hoy ya no fué<br />me fuí sin dudar y pude sentir<br />el viento y el frío aqui en la piel<br />rumbo hasta el ayer<br />y hoy que depronto brilla el sol<br />que el exilio terminó<br />que la noche es de color<br />me ocultaré (pensé)<br />y me undiré en un dulce mar<br />me perderé (me encontraré)<br />y volveré a sentir mi fé<br />renaceré, (y volveré)<br />a ver el sol, a abrir el sol de amor..<br />hoy podré sentir mi fé…<br />Vivir sin estar<br />ver sin tocar<br />silencio que hoy me hace recordar<br />lo que no voy ya<br />Me fuí, me extravié<br />y perdí la fe<br />y el tiempo quizo matar mi sed<br />del suelo regresé<br />y hoy que la luna brilla más<br />que las lagrimas se irán<br />que el invierno quedó atrás<br />me ocultaré (pensé)<br />y me undiré en un dulce mar<br />me perderé (me encontraré)<br />y volveré a sentir mi fé<br />renaceré, (y volveré)<br />a ver el sol, a abrir el sol de amor..<br />hoy podré sentir mi fé…<br />Quiero sentirte en mi<br />quiero volver al fin<br />me ocultaré (pensé)<br />y me undiré en un dulce mar<br />me perderé (me encontraré)<br />y volveré a sentir mi fé<br />renaceré, (y volveré)<br />a ver el sol, a abrir el sol de amor..<br />hoy podré sentir mi fé…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-9136507144792465882?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-52927949630622276722008-08-21T23:20:00.000-07:002008-08-22T23:03:34.054-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3k2xv8OTEo&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3k2xv8OTEo&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5292794963062227672?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-87181357992450790382008-08-21T23:18:00.002-07:002008-08-21T23:19:45.565-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXJJNyiVTGY&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXJJNyiVTGY&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Beam Me Up” de Tay Dizm feat. T-Pain &amp; Rick Ross</b><br />(intro)<br />smoke it ooooooo, yea yea, yea yea, yea yea, tay dizm, t-pain ricky, ross, yea yea meet azum, meet azum<br />(chorus- t- pain)<br />i said my chevy sits so high up from the flo, i feel like i’m an alien in a ufoo<br />i go eurrrr beam me up i gooo eurrrr beam me up ,<br />because my chevy sits so high, from the flo, i feel like i’m an alien in a ufoo<br />i go eurrrr beam me up i gooo eurrrrr beam me up i go<br />(tay dizim)<br />creep through the hood bartender on the box, comin for dis doe cuz my feet so hot, hell naw he aint mess wit my chevy, ill taze that ***** come catch mey, its just black on black, im workin real hard im off in the baack, and this aint oooii when i come round, yes i put em down when im in town, i said my chevy sits so high up from the flo, my rims is taller then your nieces in my chevy da boss n i got them doors, dat pop up like the ufo ok, dizm is da man and you already know<br />(chorus- t- pain)<br />i said my chevy sits so high up from the flo, i feel like i’m an alien in a ufoo<br />i go eurrrr beam me up i gooo eurrrr beam me up ,<br />because my chevy sits so high, from the flo, i feel like i’m an alien in a ufoo<br />i go eurrrr beam me up i gooo eurrrrr beam me up i go<br />(rick ross)<br />(triple c’s baby tay dizzle) big boss, big blob, red paint, flip flop, mo girls, mo time, more girl, more blocks, we grind, i shine, see dat thats mine, old school cost more money then your new school(thats true) but my money weigh more then it used to, she wit me, cant you tell, guchie bag, name shanelle,<br />louie this, in mid air, in my g’s, 20 stacks, 24’s all i know, sendin doe sellin doe, livin life get it right, she love my car she rode me twice<br />(chorus)<br />yea yea, yea yea, yea yea (eurrrrr)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-8718135799245079038?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-59361539987321326022008-08-21T23:18:00.001-07:002008-08-21T23:18:49.778-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MfB24OTg62Y&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MfB24OTg62Y&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Perfect Day” de Natalia</b><br />Yeah yeah yea<br />Got up this morning<br />And I couldn’t believe my eyes<br />It seemed like everything had changed for me over night<br />The day was beautiful the sky was unusually bright<br />My favourite breakfast by my bedside<br />A closet full of brand new clothes<br />With the shoes to match<br />Somebody stole my bag from me<br />But they brought it back<br />A perfect day in everyway can you picture that<br />Who would believe the day that I had<br />And that’s when I realised<br />It’s about your state of mind<br />And how you look at things<br />That can change a scene<br />Make a bad day seem like a perfect day<br />You can stop the rain<br />You can change the grey skies blue<br />It’s on you<br />You can stop the pain<br />All you do is change your view<br />It’s on you to<br />Turn it all around<br />You can turn a smile from a frown<br />Yes it’s true, it’s on you<br />And that’s when I realised<br />It’s about your state of mind<br />And how you look at things<br />That can change a scene<br />Make a bad day seem like a perfect day<br />You can stop the rain<br />You can change the grey skies blue<br />It’s on you<br />You can stop the pain<br />All you do is change your view<br />It’s on you, to turn it all around<br />You can turn a smile from a frown<br />Yes it’s true, it’s on you<br />Yeah yeah yea<br />Perfect day<br />You can chase the clouds away<br />Skies look grey there’s a silver line and it’s all about your mind<br />Perfect day<br />You can chase the clouds away<br />Skies look grey<br />There’s a silver line and it’s all about your mind<br />It’s all on u<br />You can stop the rain<br />You can change the grey skies blue<br />It’s on you<br />You can stop the pain<br />All you do is change your view<br />It’s on you to<br />Turn it all around<br />You can turn a smile from a frown<br />Yes it’s true, it’s on you<br />Yeah yeah yeah yea<br />Ohhhh ohhhh ohh<br />Yeah yeah<br />Yeah yeah yea<br />Yeah yeah yea yea<br />Yeah yeah yea yea yea<br />Yeah yeah<br />Yeah yeah yea<br />Yeah yeah yea yea<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-5936153998732132602?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-75941721360763074912008-08-21T23:16:00.002-07:002008-08-21T23:18:02.242-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXeE-YkGHas&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXeE-YkGHas&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Rise” de Flobots</b><br />So much pain we<br />Dont know how to be but angry<br />Feel infected like weve got gangrene<br />Please dont let anybody try to change me<br />Me<br />Just me<br />In the middle of a sea full of faces<br />Full of faces<br />Some laugh some salivate<br />Whats in your alleyway<br />Recycling bins or bullet cases<br />Its not equal<br />Its not fair<br />Were different people<br />But were not scared<br />We aint never scared<br />To pave a new path<br />Make a new street<br />Build a new bridge<br />Say can you see by the dawns early light<br />Free slaves running<br />Songs words werent right<br />Now a new days coming<br />The few stay stunning while the many are handsome<br />Your soul is alive but they want it for ransom<br />The base drumming is the anthem<br />We step to the heartbeats of our granddaughters and grandsons<br />And<br />Rise together we<br />Lost hope and found need<br />Grounded by our surroundings<br />Did the walls scream universities<br />Or you and i verse the tees<br />React automatic and we burst when squeezed<br />And make 9-11 each emergency<br />Urgency amber to red like the turning leaves<br />Oh please let the hurting cease<br />Don’t let apathy police the populace<br />We will march across<br />Those stereotypes that were marked for us<br />The answers obvious<br />We switch the consonants<br />Change the sword to words and lift continents<br />If you believe in redemption<br />I’m calling to you from another dimension<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7594172136076307491?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-79359014318641099772008-08-21T23:16:00.001-07:002008-08-21T23:16:39.724-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2jwVTgLc7lQ&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2jwVTgLc7lQ&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Indestructible” de Disturbed</b><br />Another mission<br />The powers have called me away<br />Another time<br />To carry the colors again<br />My motivation<br />An oath I’ve sworn to defend<br />To win the honor<br />Of coming back home again<br />No explanation<br />Will matter after we begin<br />Another dark destroyer that’s buried within<br />My true vocation<br />And now my unfortunate friend<br />You will discover<br />A war you’re unable to win<br />I’ll have you know<br />That I’ve become…<br />Indestructible<br />Determination that is incorruptible<br />From the other side<br />A terror to behold<br />Annihilation will be unavoidable<br />Every broken enemy will know<br />That their opponent had to be invincible<br />Take a last look around while you’re alive<br />I’m an indestructible master of war<br />Another reason<br />Another cause for me to fight<br />Another fuse uncovered<br />Now, for me to light<br />My dedication<br />To all that I’ve sworn to protect<br />I carry out my orders<br />Without a regret<br />A declaration<br />Embedded deep under my skin<br />A permanent reminder<br />Of how we began<br />No hesitation<br />When I am commanded to strike<br />You need to know<br />That you’re in for the fight of your life<br />You will be shown<br />How I’ve become….<br />Indestructible<br />Determination that is incorruptible<br />From the other side<br />A terror to behold<br />Annihilation will be unavoidable<br />Every broken enemy will know<br />That their opponent had to be invincible<br />Take a last look around while you’re alive<br />I’m an indestructible master of war<br />I’m…<br />Indestructible<br />Determination that is incorruptible<br />From the other side<br />A terror to behold<br />Annihilation will be unavoidable<br />Every broken enemy will know<br />That their opponent had to be invincible<br />Take a last look around while you’re alive<br />I am indestructible (indestructible)<br />Indestructible<br />Determination that is incorruptible<br />From the other side<br />A terror to behold<br />Annihilation will be unavoidable<br />Every broken enemy will know<br />That their opponent had to be invincible<br />Take a last look around while you’re alive<br />I’m an indestructible master of war<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7935901431864109977?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-73197541206426144302008-08-21T23:15:00.001-07:002008-08-21T23:15:51.292-07:00<a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=38921940">Stiff Dylans - Ultraviolet</a><br /><object height="360" width="425"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/><param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=38921940,t=1,mt=video"/><embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=38921940,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Ultraviolet” de Stiff Dylans</b><br />She’s a wave and she is breaking<br />She’s a problem to solve<br />and in that circle she’s making<br />I will always revolve<br />And on her sight<br />These eyes depend<br />Invisible and Indivisible<br />That fire you ignited<br />Good, bad and undecided<br />Burns when I stand beside it<br />Your light is ultraviolet<br />Visions so insane<br />Travel unraveling through my brain<br />Cold when I am denied it<br />Your light is ultraviolet<br />Ultraviolet<br />Now is a phase and it’s changing<br />It’s rotating us all<br />Thought we’re safe but we’re dangling<br />and it’s too far to survive the fall<br />And this I know<br />It will not bend<br />Invisible and indivisible<br />That fire you ignited<br />Good, Bad and undecided<br />Burns when I stand beside it<br />Your light is ultraviolet<br />Visions so insane<br />Travel unraveling through my brain<br />Cold when I am denied it<br />Your light is ultraviolet,<br />ultraviolet<br />That fire you ignited<br />Good, Bad and undecided<br />Burns when I stand beside it<br />Your light is ultraviolet<br />Visions so insane<br />Travel unraveling through my brain<br />Cold when I am denied it<br />Your light is ultraviolet,<br />ultraviolet<br />Your light is ultraviolet<br />Visions so insane<br />Travel unraveling through my brain<br />Cold when I am denied it<br />Your light is ultraviolet<br />Ultraviolet<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7319754120642614430?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-37346453783965485852008-08-21T23:13:00.000-07:002008-08-21T23:14:08.956-07:00<a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=41059307">The House Bunny Music Video</a><br /><object height="360" width="425"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/><param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=41059307,t=1,mt=video"/><embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=41059307,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “I Know What Boys Like” de Katharine McPhee</b><br />La la la la<br />Hey hey hey<br />Where my zetas at?<br />Where my zetas at?<br />Where my, where my, where my zetas at?<br />Hands up now<br />Push it up now<br />Where my zetas at?<br />Where my zetas at?<br />Where my, where my, where my zetas at?<br />Hands up now<br />Push it up now<br />I know what boys like<br />I know what guys want<br />I know what boys like<br />I got what boys like<br />I know what boys like<br />I know what guys want<br />I know what boys like<br />But I know what I want<br />I know what boys like<br />They like to mess around<br />I laugh and tease them<br />They wanna know what I’m about<br />I know what boys like<br />I tell them so what? (so what)<br />It doesn’t matter<br />You’re gonna have to be smart<br />Oh, oh, oh<br />It ain’t that hard to see<br />I know you’re feelin’ me<br />Baby, I really wantcha<br />Oh, oh, oh<br />Don’t take it personal<br />Been down that road before<br />Had to switch it up cause<br />I know what boys like<br />I know what guys want (what guys want)<br />I know what boys like<br />I got what boys like (I know what they like)<br />I know what boys like (boys like)<br />I know what guys want<br />I know what boys like<br />But I know what I want<br />La la la la<br />What they li-like, li-like, li-like<br />I know what boys like<br />Cute smiles and heels high<br />Attempt the “hello”<br />While I say “bye bye”<br />I know they want me<br />They try to fake it<br />But they just end up<br />Intimidated<br />Oh, oh, oh<br />It ain’t that hard to see<br />I know you’re feelin’ me<br />I really wantcha<br />Oh, oh, oh (oh yeah)<br />Don’t take it personal<br />Been down that road before<br />Had to switch it up cause<br />I know what boys like (boys like)<br />I know what guys want (guys want)<br />I know what boys like (hey)<br />I got what boys like (I know what they like)<br />I know what boys like (I know)<br />I know what guys want (hey)<br />I know what boys like (I know what they want, they want, they want)<br />But I know what I want<br />If I think you get me<br />I might let you<br />Unconditionally, yeah<br />I might let you<br />If you’re on my level<br />I might let you<br />And baby, if I think you’re special<br />I might let you<br />Hey hey hey<br />Where my zetas at?<br />Where my zetas at?<br />Where my, where my, where my zetas at?<br />Say, that’s what they want want<br />That’s what they want want<br />Where my zetas at?<br />Where my zetas at?<br />Where my, where my, where my zetas at?<br />Say, that’s what they want want<br />That’s what they want want<br />Now everytime I come up in the spot I’m with my zetas (yeah)<br />A peace out to the fellas and reverse it for the haters<br />Slickety slick, bam boom whack<br />Look at how hot my ladies are now<br />We ain’t messing with you fools<br />We ain’t playin’ with you clowns<br />Now this bum baby’s the one to thank<br />Help us rise to the top of the social ranks<br />The lost little bunny changes for the better<br />Now she’s part of the Zeta family forever<br />So, back, back, back it on up<br />Back it, back it, back, back it on up<br />Back, back, back it on up<br />Now I realize that<br />I know what boys like<br />I know what guys what (what they want)<br />I know what boys like (boys like)<br />I got what boys like (I know what they want)<br />I know what boy like (I know)<br />I know what guys want<br />I know what boys like (I know what they want, they want, they want)<br />But I know what I want<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-3734645378396548585?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-27188857276808244712008-08-21T23:12:00.000-07:002008-08-21T23:13:14.995-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j3O5Mbmmwf8&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=291787617&amp;color2=325161297&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j3O5Mbmmwf8&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=291787617&amp;color2=325161297&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Rain” de Dear Jayne</b><br />Ooh Oh Oooh Oooh Oh Oooh Oooh<br />[Speaking:]<br />Yea [giggles] Bout To Make It Rain… Dear Jayne<br />[Verse 1:]<br />Boy It’s About Time Time That I Straight With Chu On A Game(Game)Let Me Know What It Is<br />If You With It Cause You Could Be The Tarzan And The Jungle Boy And I Could Be Your Jayne<br />Ooh Whoah Ooh Oo Ooh Whoah Ooh Oo First Thing I’m a To Do Is To Boy(Is To Please Ya)<br />I’m a Show Ya Where It’s At I Promise Not To(Tease Ya)I’m a Get You Out A Character<br />Boy I Ain’t No Ammature My Bodys Gonna Challenge Ya I Know I Can Handle Ya<br />[Bridge:]<br />This Is What It Sounds Like When It’s Getting Aw Aw Aw Aw And I’m a Lock The Door So<br />There Won’t Be Disturbance Whoah Ooh Now I Came To Ya Smile It Seems Like This Things<br />Bout To Go Down You Not Gone Get The Previlage Until You Prove You With It Ooh It’s Getting<br />Sexy Now<br />[Chorus]<br />When We Kissing When We Kissing When We Kissing Boy It Feels Like Rain Rain Rain Rain<br />When We Touching When We Touching When We Touching Boy It Feels Like Rain Rain Rain<br />Rain You So Excited I Know You Want It Boy You Just Can’t Get Enough My Bodys Calling<br />For Attention Boy I’m Gone Give It Up Oh Oh Oh Oh When We Kissing When We Kissing<br />When We Kissing Boy I Can Feel The Rain Gem Me Kisses Boy So You Can Feel The Rain<br />Gem Me Kisses Boy So I Can Feel The Rain<br />[Verse 2:]<br />Surprise You In Front Of The Door Ya Sexy Ghetto Scent Is So Inventing You Got Me So<br />Excitied Vicky Secrets All On The Floor I Hope Ya Ready For What’s In Store I’m All In One<br />And More Cause I’m a Turn The Tempo Up And Slow The Tempo Down And I Can’t Wait To<br />Hear Us Make Those Ooh Aw Sounds I’m a Bring The Rain You Bring The Thunder I’m a<br />Have Ya Trippin Over All Of These Satisfied This Is How I’m a Put It Down<br />[Bridge:]<br />This Is What It Sounds Like When It’s Getting Aw Aw Aw Aw And I’m a Lock The Door So<br />There Won’t Be Disturbance Whoah Ooh Now I Came To Ya Smile It Seems Like This Things<br />Bout To Go Down You Not Gone Get The Previlage Until You Prove You With It Ooh It’s Getting<br />Sexy Now<br />[Chorus:]<br />When We Kissing When We Kissing When We Kissing Boy It Feels Like Rain Rain Rain Rain<br />When We Touching When We Touching When We Touching Boy It Feels Like Rain Rain Rain<br />Rain You So Excited I Know You Want It Boy You Just Can’t Get Enough My Bodys Calling<br />For Attention Boy I’m Gone Give It Up Oh Oh Oh Oh When We Kissing When We Kissing<br />When We Kissing Boy I Can Feel The Rain Gem Me Kisses Boy So You Can Feel The Rain<br />Gem Me Kisses Boy So I Can Feel The Rain<br />[Speaking:]<br />Here We Go Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh (Oh Yeah)<br />[Chorus:]<br />When We Kissing When We Kissing When We Kissing Boy It Feels Like Rain Rain Rain Rain<br />When We Touching When We Touching When We Touching Boy It Feels Like Rain Rain Rain<br />Rain You So Excited I Know You Want It Boy You Just Can’t Get Enough My Bodys Calling<br />For Attention Boy I’m Gone Give It Up Oh Oh Oh Oh When We Kissing When We Kissing<br />When We Kissing Boy I Can Feel The Rain Gem Me Kisses Boy So You Can Feel The Rain<br />Gem Me Kisses Boy So I Can Feel The Rain<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-2718885727680824471?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-7138453627580169822008-08-21T23:11:00.000-07:002008-08-21T23:12:26.396-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfk_4oCvqZA&amp;color1=291787617&amp;color2=325161297&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfk_4oCvqZA&amp;color1=291787617&amp;color2=325161297&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “The Quest” de Bryn Christopher</b><br />I’m leaving tonight<br />Going somewhere deep inside my mind<br />I close my eyes slowly<br />Flowin’ away slowly<br />But I know I’ll be alright<br />It’s coming stronger to me<br />And I know someone is out there<br />Lead the way<br />Lead the way<br />Show me the answers I need to know<br />Chorus<br />What I’m gonna live for<br />What I’m gonna die for<br />Who you gonna fight for<br />I can’t answer that<br />Verse 2<br />All my life/love it is<br />It is all my love<br />All my life/love it is<br />I know it is a life to live lately<br />From above I hear<br />I hear the sound of them sinkin’<br />I feel numb, I’m alive<br />I know I’m getting closer<br />Chorus<br />What I’m gonna live for<br />What I’m gonna die for<br />Who you gonna fight for<br />I can’t answer that<br />Bridge<br />My life has had it’s share of troubles<br />And now I found a place to go<br />I’ve said goodbye to all my troubles<br />’cause now I’ve find my place to go<br />What I’m gonna live for<br />What I’m gonna die for<br />Who you gonna fight for<br />I can’t answer that<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-713845362758016982?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-43381210701545044712008-08-21T23:09:00.000-07:002008-08-21T23:11:24.485-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eqYDBo29cM&amp;color1=291787617&amp;color2=325161297&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eqYDBo29cM&amp;color1=291787617&amp;color2=325161297&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “I Need You Bad” de Jazmine Sullivan</b><br />Oh!<br />Ay baby weh you ah deal wit?<br />We come tru alot a tings you kno?<br />so wahamum to you?<br />Me make one likkle mistake you wan dun us?<br />if i had you back in my world<br />i would prove that i could be a better girl<br />oh oh oh<br />if you let me back in<br />i would sho’nuff never never let you go again(hey baby)<br />i was so foolish to ever leave your side,<br />searching for what was right before my eyes<br />it was me who didnt realise<br />’till it was gone but now i know i need you in my life<br />boy i need you bad as my heartbeat, (bad like the food i eat)<br />bad as the air i breath, (baby i want you bad)<br />i need you bad i cant take this pain, (bad i cant take this pain)<br />boy im ’bout to go insane (baby i need you bad)<br />i need you,<br />i need you,<br />what i gotta do (baby i want you bad)<br />i need you,<br />i need you,<br />do it all for you (baby i need you)<br />baby there’s nothing i wouldnt do to get back what we had when love was true.<br />(oh oh oh)<br />no lie i’d give up all i got<br />just so i could get back in my spot (Ooooh)<br />boy i need you bad as a heartbeat, (bad like the food i eat)<br />bad like the air i breath, (baby i want you bad)<br />i need you bad i cant take this pain, (bad i cant take this pain)<br />boy im bout to go insane (baby i need you bad)<br />cause i need you,<br />i need you,<br />what i gotta do (baby i want you bad)<br />i need you,<br />i need you,<br />do it all for you (baby i need you)<br />when you want him so bad and you gotta get him back say oh oh oh oh<br />(oh oh oh oh)<br />cause if wrong aint no better two you are together say oh oh oh oh<br />(oh oh oh oh)<br />if you believe in love and you cant give him up say oh oh oh oh<br />(oh oh oh oh)<br />if theres nothing you wont do to get back with your boo say, Oooohhh<br />boy i need i you bad as a heartbeat, (bad like the food i eat)<br />bad like the air i breath, (baby i want you bad)<br />i need you bad i cant take this pain, (bad i cant take this pain)<br />boy im bout to go insane (baby i need you bad)<br />i need you,<br />i need you,<br />what i gotta do (baby i want you bad)<br />i need you,<br />i need you,<br />do it all for you (baby i need you)<br />me ah do dis for you baby<br />me ah stand here wit my heart inna mi hand<br />yuh no see mi?<br />me cant tink mi cant eat mi cant breath<br />wahamum to you why you ah mek mi qo tru dem suhmmin yah?<br />come back to me baby, yeah mi do anytinq fi you, yuh hear?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-4338121070154504471?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-79195232807519457792008-08-15T09:36:00.000-07:002008-08-15T09:37:08.119-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZV7Wbuk0xPQ&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZV7Wbuk0xPQ&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Si ya no estas” de N’klave con Rakim Y Ken-Y</b><br />Yo he tratado y no puedo olvidarte<br />(ingles)<br />esto que te traigo esta n klave<br />rakim y kenway<br />quisiera que entiendas lo que eres tu<br />en mi en mi vida eres tu la melodia<br />presente en mi cancion<br />si fuera una estrella tu serias mi cielo<br />si fuera un pez tu serias el mar<br />me siento tan vacio porque ya no estas<br />suplicando amor te pido mas<br />me siento tan vacio porque ya no estas<br />suplicando amor te pido mas<br />parece que la noche nunca nos dio el tiempo sufiente<br />para amar<br />(RAKIM)<br />parece q la lluvia no dejaba notar esas lagrimas que<br />brotaban porq ya no estas<br />si ya no estas<br />porq ya no estas<br />si ya no estas<br />N KLAVE<br />quiero mostrarte lo que tu eres para mi<br />(ingles)<br />y ya no se lo q vas hacer no se q decir<br />solo se q si no te tengo mi mundo es<br />dicho ,oscuro hasta en mi sueños<br />imagina el amor q estoy sintiendo<br />por tiiiiii iii<br />(RAKIM)<br />me siento tan vacio porque ya no estas<br />suplicando amor te pido mas<br />N KLAVE<br />me siento tan vacio porque ya no estas<br />suplicando amor te pido mas<br />N KLAVE<br />parece que la noche nunca nos dio el tiempo sufiente<br />para amar<br />RAKIM<br />parece q la lluvia no dejaba notar esas lagrimas que<br />brotaban porq ya no estas<br />si ya no estas<br />porq ya no estas<br />si ya no estas<br />N KLAVE<br />cuando te pido mami<br />(ingles)<br />aquella noche<br />(ingles)<br />solo quiero decir<br />(ingles)<br />te necesito<br />ay mami<br />ay corazon<br />esto q te traigo esta N KLAVE<br />coro:<br />porq tu no estas<br />porq ya no estas amor<br />me esta matando la soledad<br />parece que se olvidaba parece q se olvido<br />parec q se llevo tu amor<br />coro<br />parece q la noche se olvidaba de nuestro gran amor<br />(KENWAY)<br />la noches q pasabamos ahora se van al olvido<br />como olvidar los recuerdos vividos<br />de mi corazon ma tu tienes la llave<br />rakm y kenway junto n klave<br />(RAKIM)<br />repitelo otra ves vamo ya<br />(TODOS)<br />esto q te traigo esta n klave<br />si estas conmigo porq tendria q olvidarte (de olvidarte(kenway))<br />solo consigo recordart<br />(rakim)<br />yo no se q hacer si te sigo amando igual q ayer(4x)<br />(n klave)<br />si ya no estas<br />q me hacen falta tus besos<br />si ya no estas<br />me hace falta tu querer<br />si yano estas<br />si no te tengo cerquita a mi lado<br />si ya no estas<br />oye negrita no se q hacer<br />si ya no estas<br />de rodillas yo te pido q regreses(rakim)<br />si ya no estas<br />vuelve<br />Q LOS OJOS DE ESTE POBRE CORAZON<br />NO HA DEJADO DE LLOVER<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-7919523280751945779?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-61809787033225389722008-08-15T09:35:00.000-07:002008-08-15T09:36:04.979-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3xVyMGOH5GI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3xVyMGOH5GI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “We Break The Dawn” de Michelle Williams</b><br />OOh there’s somethin’ bout the skylight tonight<br />Something that makes me know everythin’s gon’ be alright<br />There’s somethin’ in the way that the stars align<br />There’s not a single moment Imma pass by<br />The hour’s now<br />The base is loud<br />The disco lights<br />Shinin’ through the crowd<br />We’re holdin’ time in our hands and it stops when we say<br />We say<br />And we ain’t stoppin’ ’til the morning light<br />We gotta hold back the sun, don’t let it come<br />Ain’t stoppin’ for no one<br />The night is young<br />Don’t let them turn on the lights<br />Let us decide when they play that last song<br />The night is done<br />When we break the dawn<br />We break the dawn (x4)<br />Ooh there somethin’ on the surface right now<br />Somethin’ the keeps me movin’ diggin’ deeper down<br />So I just let the speakers speak to me<br />Vibrations movin’ on the floor all around<br />The hour’s now (yes)<br />The base is loud (yes)<br />The disco lights (yes)<br />Shinin’ through the crowd<br />We’re holdin’ time in our hands and it stops when we say<br />And we ain’t stopping ’til the morning light<br />We gotta hold back the sun, don’t let it come<br />Ain’t stoppin’ for no one<br />The night is young<br />Don’t let them turn on the lights<br />Let us decide when they play that last song<br />The night is done<br />When we break the dawn<br />We break the dawn (x8)<br />The daylight scene never hurt nobody<br />And if the DJ decides there ain’t no more party<br />Cuz we’re turnin when we’re good and ready<br />We step outside<br />Til the sunrise<br />Wait up and let me…<br />We ain’t goin’ nowhere<br />’til we good and ready<br />Ooooh, break the dawn!<br />We gotta hold back the sun, don’t let it come<br />Ain’t stoppin’ for no one<br />The night is young<br />Don’t let them turn on the lights<br />Let us decide when they play that last song<br />The night is done (keep it goin’)<br />We gotta hold back the sun, don’t let it come<br />Ain’t stoppin’ for no one<br />The night is young (the night is young)<br />Don’t let them turn on the lights<br />Let us decide when they play that last song<br />The night is done<br />We gotta hold back the sun…<br />We break the dawn….(repeat)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5090987806503839668-6180978703322538972?l=musicalatinaonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5090987806503839668.post-6284485669396183362008-08-15T09:34:00.001-07:002008-08-15T09:34:56.642-07:00<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cEu0LoAP8z4&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cEu0LoAP8z4&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><b>Letra de la cancion “Leavin” de Jesse McCartney</b><br />Hey baby girl<br />I’ve been watching you all day<br />Man that thing you got behind you is amazing<br />You make me want to take you out and let it rain<br />I know you got a man but this is what you should say<br />[Chorus:]<br />Why don’t you tell him that I’m leavin’ never looking back again<br />You found somebody who does it better than he can<br />No more making you cry<br />No more them gray skies<br />Girl we flying on a g-5, g-5<br />And we’re leavin’ never looking back again<br />So call your shawty you tell him you found a new man<br />The one who’s so so fly<br />The one to keep you high<br />Have you singing all night, like that<br />Now if I talk it girl, you know that I will walk it out<br />Man I’ll put my money money where my mouth is<br />Cause you’re the baddest little thing that I’ve ever seen<br />