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calugas#20 “hasta tú”

Pero yo lo neutralizo bien porque tengo los mismos ojos, y con los míos le tiraba con rayos de inocencia, desde abajo.

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calugas#29 Bach sin cello

Y lo peor es que tengo que luchar contra mi prédica de siempre, que lo único que tengo para juzgar son los ojos, que lo único que tenemos todos son esos dos ojos, y que es perentorio dar crédito a lo que se ve.

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Fico Assim Sem Você

Avião sem asa, fogueira sem brasa | Sou eu assim sem você | Futebol sem bola, | Piu-Piu sem Frajola | Sou eu assim sem você

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Pintando de azul el mar

seamos más, más y más y más | seamos peces seamos sal | seamos el mar | el mismo ser | la misma vida

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Next Time, This Time

If you get to feelin’ all alone | When your good time friends have all got up and gone | Don’t come knockin’ around my door | Because I’ve heard your lines before |

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una primavera tímida

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While my guitar gently weeps

I don’t know why nobody told you
how to unfold you love
I don’t know how someone controlled you
they bought and sold you

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Y no llegaste …

Y no llegaste a quererme, | eras mis cinco sentíos | qué desgrasiaíto he sío, | que he tenío que aborreserte | tanto como te he querío

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Slave to the details, Leif Erikson

She swears I’m a slave to the details | But if your life is such a big joke, why should I care? | … She says brief things, her love’s a pony | My love’s subliminal

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Interpol – Mascara

yes I sure miss the early days | I was so drunk | tied up in so many ways | looking for the sanctity of love cause | I might make you handsome | I might give you me

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Pigs On The Wing

Sabes que me importa lo que pase contigo | Y yo sé que te importa también lo que pase conmigo | Y así no me siento solo | llevando la piedra | Ahora que he encontrado un lugar seguro | para enterrar mi hueso | Y cualquier tonto sabe que cada perro necesita su casa | un resguardo de los cerdos volando.

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Madagascar Olodum

Criaram-se vários reinados | O ponto de Imerinas ficou consagrado | Ranbosalama o vetor saudável | Ivato cidade sagrada | A rainha Ranavalona destaca-se | na vida e na mocidade | Majestosa negra | Soberana da sociedade |

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we all gotta duck

We all gotta duck, when the shit hits the fan

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Basta tu espalda

y a tu cuerpo | que no quiso mentir | llamaste mentiroso | [...] | por no recibirme | no te recibiste | por no aceptarte | no me aceptaste | para no recibirme

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To the left …

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Dat is prima! Viva Colonia!

Da simmer dabei ! Dat is prima! Viva Colonia! Wir lieben dat leben die Liebe und die lust wir glauben an den Lieben gott und ham uch immer durscht

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The Bird Has Flown

I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine. We talked until two and then she said, “it’s time for bed”.She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh. I told her I didn’t and crawled off to sleep in the bath.

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May be you’re right

So maybe you’re right, and maybe you’re wrong | But I ain’t gonna argue with you no more | I’ve done it for too long.

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Zu Guttenbergs Rücktritt spät aber rechtzeitig

Paradox der deutschen Öffentlichkeit und der konservativen Parteien Deutschlands: Ehrlichkeit, Zuverlässigkeit, Vertrauen sind die Werte gewesen an welche, die Opposition als Basis für die Kritik an das Verhalten zu Guttenbergs, appelliert hat. Das sind doch bürgerliche, konservative, urdeutsche Werte.

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“Ich glaube, es hackt”

Die Bildzeitung ist ein gefährliches politisches Instrument – nicht nur ein stark vergrößerndes Fernrohr in den Abgrund, sondern ein bösartiges Wesen, das Deutschland nicht beschreibt, sondern macht. Mit einer Agenda.

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David Guapo – Amor actualizado

 

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Un domingo de ramos

La peor humillación es aquella a cargo de una mujer buenamoza.

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Un domingo de ramos (revisited)

Y yo, en unos calzoncillos que me quedaban grandes, sudando a mares por cada poro, esperando que la puerta de la habitaciónse viera de pronto remecida por golpes de tu mano …

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Voces de mujeres: Mary Margaret O’Hara: To Cry About

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pjbEmdR3zKk&feature=player_embedded#!   Ignorar los primeros 30-35 segundos del video To Cry About Mary Margaret O’Hara You take a walk, I’ll be by your side You take my life, I’ll give you mine And you, you give me something To cry about Your in my heart, I’m in your hand You drop me off, I miss [...]

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Creen que yo de malo lo hago

Estudios preliminares indican que en el caso particular del manuscrito “Creen que yo de malo lo hago” – en la versión original sólo “Creen que yo de malo” – nos encontraríamos con la primera mención del Síndrome de inmuno deficiencia adquirida (SIDA) en la literatura chilena del siglo XX.

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