Juventud, divino tesoro.: Once de marzo.

Estilo de vida

Una vida que despierta arde dentro de un corazón,
explotando desde adentro, enfrentando al mundo vas.
Quien no arriesga nada gana, es el precio que hay que pagar,
con las manos tan vacías es más fácil de atrapar.
Si la suerte hoy se burla de vos
hay que cruzar la tormentar y andar,
y entre amigos se hace mucho mejor,
sacando fuerzas de donde no hay,
donde ya no hay.
Acertijos no resueltos, las palabras hacen que
la apariencia nos engañe,demostrando quién es quién!
Un estilo de vida, es tu motivación,tu motor.

"Redundant"
We're living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going over
and over and over, roller coaster.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.
Choreographed and lack of passion.
Prototypes of what we were.
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous.
Taken for granted now.
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant,
'cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak.

Tainted Love

Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my lights
I toss and turn
I can't sleep at night
Once I ran to you
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a girl could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Now I know
I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
You think love is to pray
I'm sorry I don't pray that way
Once I ran to you
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a girl could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Touch me baby, tainted love
Once I ran to you
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a girl could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all.

Juventud, divino tesoro.

viernes, 11 de marzo de 2011

Once de marzo.

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