YO TE AMO, AUNQUE TE VIVA PEGANDO ♥

Duérmete niña,
duérmete ya,
que viene el Coco
y te comerá! :O

Llorá nena, llorá llorá, viste má como son las cosas? Llora nena llorá llorá, hey dime tú quién se Ríe ahora?
Llorá nena, llorá llorá, las que juegan se quedan solas ..
Llorá nena, llorá llorá, Y ese cuento no paSa de moda !

Livin' On A Prayer - Bon Jovi .

Once upon a time
Not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough

Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love

She says we've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Whooah, we're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin' on a prayer
Tommy's got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, it's tough

Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers baby it's okay, someday

We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got

Your Love is a Lie - Simple Plan

I fall asleep by the telephone;
It’s two o’clock and I’m waiting up alone.
Tell me, where have you been?
I found a note with another name.
You blow a kiss but it just don’t feel the same.
Cauz I can feel that you’re gone.
I can’t bite my tongue forever, while you try to play it cool.
You can hide behind your stories, but don’t take me for a fool!

You look so innocent,
but the guilt in your voice gives you away.
Yeah, you know what I mean;
How does it feel when you kiss when you know that I trust you.

And do you think about me when he fucks you?
Could you be more obscene?
So don’t try to say you’re sorry, or try to make it right.
And don’t waste your breath because it’s too late, it’s too late!

You can tell me that there’s nobody else
You can tell me that you’re home by yourself
You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want, but I know, I know
Your love is just a lie!
It’s nothing but a lie!
You’re nothing but a lie!

Hay hombres que se atreven, hombres que se quejan y está el dueño de la pelota de hoy. Ese que maneja los riesgos de mi tierra, mis vueltos y mi producción. Hay víboras que curan, hay frases que te matan, y está la telaraña de lo que quedó. Pero en la punta del árbol más alto haremos nidos... Y buscaremos otro viento mejor, uno que nos devuelva la voz.
Y habrá estrellas como huellas del destino, del camino de los que siempre gritaron y nadie escuchó, de los que siempre buscaron un viento mejor. Hay villas de emergencia, emergencias en mi gente, y no hay ni un solo cargo que venga a hablar hoy. Y así en la punta del árbol... Y no habrá que pagar después,
las deudas de no sé quién. Locura de pensar, a un árbol gigante como mi lugar. Más loco voy a andar,
si cambio ilusiones por la cuenta del bienestar.