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Música Personales the-shaker: that blog/flickr/multimedia-aggregator kind of thing evita http://a0.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/leyendo65x65.jpg http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2007/09/16/todos-me-miran-g-trevino- Todos me miran (G. Treviño) 2007-09-16T18:49:26+00:00 2007-11-06T08:13:13+00:00 <p><EM>Yo mi verano lo puedo resumir así:</EM></p> <HR id=null>Tú me hiciste sentir que no valía<br /> y mis lágrimas cayeron a tus pies,<br /> me miraba en el espejo y no me hallaba<br /> yo era sólo lo que tú querías ver.</p> <p><FONT color=#cc33cc><STRONG><FONT color=#cc33cc><BIG><FONT color=#cc33cc><STRONG><FONT color=#cc33cc>Y me solté el cabello, me vestí de reina,<br /> me puse tacones, me pinté y era bella</FONT> </STRONG></FONT></BIG></FONT></STRONG></FONT><br /> y caminé hacia la puerta, te escuché gritarme<br /> pero tus cadenas ya no pueden pararme<br /> <FONT color=#cc33cc><STRONG><FONT color=#cc33cc><BIG><FONT color=#cc33cc><STRONG><FONT color=#cc33cc>y miré la noche y ya no era oscura, era de lentejuelas</FONT></STRONG></FONT></BIG>.</FONT></STRONG></FONT></p> <p>Y todos me miran, me miran, me miran<br /> porque sé que soy linda, porque todos me admiran<br /> Y todos me miran, me miran, me miran<br /> porque hago lo que pocos se atreverán<br /> Y todos me miran, me miran, me miran<br /> algunos con envidia pero al final, pero al final<br /> pero al final, todos me amarán.</p> <OBJECT height=350 width=425> <PARAM NAME="movie" VALUE="http://www.youtube.com/v/leZLyivZfc8"> <PARAM NAME="wmode" VALUE="transparent"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/leZLyivZfc8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed> </OBJECT> <p>Tú me hiciste sentir que no valía<br /> y mis lágrimas cayeron a tus pies,<br /> me miraba en el espejo y no me hallaba<br /> yo era sólo lo que tú querías ver.</p> <p>Y me solté el cabello, me vestí de reina<br /> me puse tacones, me pinté y era bella<br /> y caminé hacia la puerta, te escuché gritarme<br /> pero tus cadenas ya no pueden pararme<br /> y miré la noche y ya no era oscura, era de lentejuelas.</p> <p>Y todos me miran, me miran, me miran<br /> porque sé que soy linda, porque todos me admiran<br /> Y todos me miran, me miran, me miran<br /> porque hago lo que pocos se atreverán<br /> Y todos me miran, me miran, me miran<br /> algunos con envidia pero al final, pero al final<br /> pero al final, todos me amarán.</p> <p>Y me solté el cabello, me vestí de reina<br /> me puse tacones, me pinté y era bella<br /> y caminé hacia la puerta, te escuché gritarme<br /> pero tus cadenas ya no pueden pararme<br /> y miré la noche y ya no era oscura, era de lentejuelas.</p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Gloria Trevi </p></blockquote> </PARAM></HR> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2007/05/17/ale-espanyol-ale Alé, Espanyol, Alé, Alé 2007-05-17T21:37:10+00:00 2007-11-06T07:53:14+00:00 <p><IMG id=img_0 height=266 src="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/_archivo55_photo_10_1_1_20070517_YES05F3.TIF" width=430 class="imgcen"></p> <HR id=null> Acabo de volver de Glasgow y estoy triste, inménsamente triste, pero también estoy <BIG><BIG><BIG><FONT color=#3333ff>orgullosa</FONT> </BIG></BIG></BIG>de los jugadores del Real Club Deportiu Espanyol y el cuerpo técnico porque demostraron casta, pundonor y ganas de ganar</p> <p><STRONG></p> <DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><STRONG><A id=link_2 title=http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/04-Pista-4.wma href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/04-Pista-4.wma"><STRONG>Y vamos, vamos, vamos, vamos espanyol</STRONG></A><br /> Y vamos, vamos, vamos, vamos otra vez<br /> porque te quiero, te vengo a ver<br /> pongamos huevos que no podemos perder</p> <p></STRONG></DIV> <p></STRONG>de todos los <BIG><BIG><BIG><FONT color=#3333ff>pericos</FONT> </BIG></BIG></BIG>que estuvimos en Escocia y los que se quedaron aquí</p> <DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><STRONG>Espanyol, Espanyoooool<br /> <A id=link_3 title=http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/06-Pista-6.wma href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/06-Pista-6.wma">Espanyol te quierooooo</A><br /> porque tú eres lo mejor<br /> porque tú eres lo mejor<br /> en el mundo entero<br /> </STRONG></DIV> <p>de todos los que viajamos con la Federació de Penyes, porque aunque los de Travel Gallery nos han estafado y hemos estado 10 horas tirados en el aeropuerto de Prestwick, hemos conseguido no perder la paciencia y el <BIG><BIG><BIG><FONT color=#3333ff>buen humor</FONT></BIG></BIG></BIG>.</p> <DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><STRONG><A id=link_5 title=http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/15-Pista-15.wma href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/15-Pista-15.wma"><STRONG>Alé, Espanyol, Alé Alé<br /> </STRONG></A>Alé, Espanyol, Alé Alé<br /> Alé, Espanyol, Alé Alé<br /> Alé, Espanyol, Alé Alé</STRONG> </DIV> <DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><FONT color=#3333ff><BIG><FONT color=#3333ff><BIG> <DIV style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><FONT color=#3333ff><BIG><FONT color=#3333ff>Volveremos! Venceremos!<br /> Tornarem! Guanyarem!</FONT><br /> <FONT color=#3333ff>Visca l'Espanyol!<br /> </FONT><br /> </BIG></FONT></DIV> <p></BIG></FONT></BIG></FONT></p> </DIV> <DIV></DIV> <DIV></DIV> <DIV></DIV> </HR> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2007/03/12/life-is-beautiful-gainsford-lee-mcdaid-mclellan-walker- Life is beautiful (Gainsford - Lee - McDaid - McLellan - Walker) 2007-03-12T20:09:36+00:00 2007-11-06T07:40:29+00:00 <p><EM>Le dedico esta canción a todos los que nos levantamos por la mañana ó por la tarde (da igual)con ganas de vivir, con ganas de ser felices y demostrarlo, con ganas de ver la botella medio llena y con ganas de hacer la vida más fácil a nosotros mismos y a los demás. </EM></p> <HR id=null> Life is beautiful<br /> <STRONG>We live until we die </STRONG></p> <p>When you run into my arms,<br /> we steal a perfect moment.<br /> Let the monsters see you smile,<br /> let them see you smilling. </p> <p>Do I hold you too tightly?<br /> When will the hurt kick in? </p> <p>Life is beautiful, but it's complicated.<br /> We barely make it.<br /> We don't need to understand,<br /> there are miracles, miracles. </p> <p>Yeah, life is beautiful.<br /> Our hearts, they beat and break. </p> <p>When you run away from harm,<br /> will you run back into my arms,<br /> like you did when you were young?<br /> Will you come back to me? </p> <p>I will hold you tightly<br /> when the hurting kicks in. </p> <p>Life is beautiful, but it's complicated,<br /> we barely make it.<br /> <STRONG>We don't need to understand,<br /> there are miracles, miracles. </STRONG></p> <p>Stand where you are.<br /> We let all these moments pass us by. </p> <p>It's amazing where I'm standing,<br /> there's alot that we can give.<br /> This is ours just for the moment,<br /> there's alot that we can give.</p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Vega 4</p></blockquote> <OBJECT height=350 width=425> <PARAM NAME="movie" VALUE="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWK0wtseBL0"> <PARAM NAME="wmode" VALUE="transparent"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWK0wtseBL0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed> </OBJECT> <blockquote><BLOCKQUOTE> <BLOCKQUOTE>y el video lo ha hecho Lolohannah.</p></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote> </PARAM></BLOCKQUOTE></BLOCKQUOTE></HR> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2007/02/12/yes-sir-i-can-boogie-f-dostal-r-soja- Yes Sir, I can boogie (F. Dostal - R. Soja) 2007-02-12T12:12:17+00:00 2007-11-06T07:36:00+00:00 <p><EM>Las Baccara (María Mendiola y Maite Mateos) vendieron 16 millones de singles de esta canción que fué exito en toda Europa. A mi me encantan y he pensado que es una estupenda canción para celebrar mi regreso: Yes Sir, I can boogie!</EM> </p> <p>Mister,<br /> your eyes are full of hesitation,<br /> sure makes me wonder<br /> If you know what you’re looking for.<br /> Baby,<br /> <STRONG>I wanna keep my reputation,</STRONG><br /> I’m a sensation<br /> you try me once, you’ll beg for more. </p> <p>Yes Sir, I can boogie,<br /> but I need a certain song.<br /> <STRONG>I can boogie, boogie boogie<br /> all night long. </STRONG><br /> Yes Sir, I can boogie,<br /> If you stay, you can’t go wrong.<br /> I can boogie, boogie woogie, all night long. </p> <blockquote><p> cantada por las Baccara (las originales)</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2007/01/20/pause Pause 2007-01-20T10:23:33+00:00 2007-11-06T07:32:52+00:00 <p>Hace días pulsé PAUSA y todavía no la he quitado. Pero la quitaré. Si alguien me está escuchando: gracias por la paciencia.<br /> </p> <blockquote><p>Dj Evita</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/12/27/you-re-still-the-one-r-j-lange-s-twain- You're still the one (R. J. Lange - S. Twain) 2006-12-27T17:41:02+00:00 2007-11-06T07:16:38+00:00 <p><em>Ya ha pasado un año y sigo llorando sin razón alguna o con todas las razones.</em><br /> <br /><br /> (When I first saw you, I saw love.<br /> And the first time you touched me, I felt love.<br /> And after all this time, you're still the one I love.)<br /> <br /><br /> Looks like we made it,<br /> look how far we've come my baby.<br /> We mighta took the long way<br /> We knew we'd get there someday<br /> <br /><br /> They said: "I bet they'll never make it"<br /> But just look at us holding on<br /> We're still together still going strong<br /> <br /><br /> (You're still the one)<br /> You're still the one I run to<br /> The one that I belong to<br /> You're still the one I want for life<br /> (You're still the one)<br /> You're still the one that I love<br /> The only one I dream of<br /> You're still the one I kiss good night<br /> <br /><br /> Ain't nothin' better<br /> We beat the odds together<br /> I'm glad we didn't listen<br /> Look at what we would be missin'<br /> <br /><br /> They said: "I bet they'll never make it"<br /> But just look at us holding on<br /> We're still together still going strong<br /> <br /><br /> (You're still the one)<br /> You're still the one I run to<br /> The one that I belong to<br /> You're still the one I want for life<br /> (You're still the one)<br /> You're still the one that I love<br /> The only one I dream of<br /> You're still the one I kiss good night<br /> <br /><br /> (You're still the one)<br /> You're still the one I run to<br /> The one that I belong to<br /> You're still the one I want for life<br /> (You're still the one)<br /> You're still the one that I love<br /> The only one I dream of<br /> You're still the one I kiss good night<br /> <br /><br /> I'm so glad we made it<br /> look how far we've come my baby...<br /> </p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Shania Twain</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/12/13/what-feeling-i-cara-k-forsey-g-moroder- What a feeling (I. Cara - K. Forsey - G. Moroder) 2006-12-13T10:05:13+00:00 2007-11-06T07:07:05+00:00 <p>><a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/2no-KrTNBfM" "target="_blank"><img src="myfiles/evita/Flashdance_chair.gif" width="419" height="300" class="imgcen" /></a><br /> <br /><br /> First, when there's nothing<br /> but a slow glowing dream<br /> That your fear seems to hide deep inside your mind.<br /> <strong>All alone I have cried </strong><br /> <strong>silent tears full of pride</strong><br /> In a world made of steel, made of stone.<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>When I hear the music, </strong><br /> <strong>close my eyes, feel the rhythm</strong><br /> <strong>Wrap around, take a hold of my heart.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> <strong>What a feeling, bein's believin'</strong><br /> <strong>I can't have it all, now I'm dancing for my life.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> Take your passion, and make it happen<br /> Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life.<br /> <br /><br /> Now I hear the music,<br /> close my eyes, I am rhythm<br /> In a flash it takes hold of my heart<br /> <br /><br /> [chorus (with ... "now I'm dancing through my life")]<br /> <br /><br /> What a feeling<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>What a feeling</strong> -I am music now-,<br /> <strong>bein's believin'</strong> -I am rhythm now-,<br /> Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life.<br /> <br /><br /> What a feeling -<strong>I can really have it all</strong>-<br /> What a feeling -Pictures come alive when I call-<br /> <strong>I can have it all -I can really have it all-</strong>Have it all -Pictures come alive when I call-<br /> -call, call, call, call, what a feeling- I can have it all<br /> -Bein's believin'- bein's believin'<br /> (Take your passion, make it happen) make it happen<br /> (What a feeling) what a feeling... [to fade]<br /> </p> <object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2no-KrTNBfM"></param> <param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2no-KrTNBfM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object> <p></p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Irene Cara</blockquote </p> </p> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/11/15/viviento-deprisa-a-sanchez- Viviendo deprisa (A. Sánchez) 2006-11-15T06:48:17+00:00 2007-11-06T07:24:01+00:00 <p><em>Mítica canción de los 90! Porque aquí somos todos muy indies o lo que sea pero TODOS hemos cantado a grito pelao esta canción. A mi me recuerda a mis amigas de Maella, a las fiestas de Agosto, a la peña... se la dedico a las Kyowas.</em><br /> <br /><br /> <img src="myfiles/evita/viviendo-deprisa.jpg" width="170" height="170" class="imgizqda" /></p> <p><br /> <strong>No sé cómo decirte </strong><br /> <strong>que hoy me he dado cuenta</strong><br /> <strong>del tiempo que perdí </strong><br /> <strong>contigo dando vueltas</strong><br /> a un sueño donde<br /> me jurabas ser princesa<br /> y ha resultado ser tan solo<br /> una promesa.<br /> <br /><br /> No sé cómo decirte que hoy<br /> me he dado cuenta<br /> que has apurado a fondo<br /> mi paciencia<br /> hoy sé que has entregado<br /> nada a cambio<br /> <strong>que he sido yo sólo un juguete </strong><br /> <strong>entre tus manos.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> Ya me cansé de vivir<br /> improvisando para ti<br /> ya me cansé de seguirte<br /> yo me quedo aquí.<br /> He malgastado mis fuerzas<br /> viviendo deprisa<br /> <strong>ya no doy más</strong><br /> <strong>no me esperes </strong><br /> yo me quedo aquí.<br /> <br /><br /> No sé cómo decirte<br /> que hoy me he dado cuenta<br /> que ya no me enloqueces<br /> cara de muñeca<br /> estoy cansado de vivir<br /> de esta manera<br /> viviendo tan deprisa<br /> la vida no se aprecia.<br /> <br /><br /> Ya me cansé de vivir<br /> improvisando para ti<br /> ya me cansé de seguirte<br /> yo me quedo aquí<br /> he malgastado mis fuerzas,<br /> mira, viviendo deprisa<br /> <strong>ya no doy más, no me esperes, </strong><br /> <strong>yo me quedo aquí.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> cantada por Alendro Sanz </p> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/11/03/killing-me-softly-with-his-song-c-fox-n-gimbel- Killing me softly with his song (C. Fox - N. Gimbel) 2006-11-03T00:03:32+00:00 2007-11-06T06:48:47+00:00 <p>Nunca sé cual de las dos versiones me gusta más. Casi que la de Laura... pero no sé. Vuestro turno.<br /> <br /><br /> <img src="myfiles/evita/Roberta.jpg" width="200" height="267" class="imgdcha" /><img src="myfiles/evita/lauryn.jpg" width="200" height="267" class="imgizqda" /></p> <p><br /> Strumming my pain with his fingers,<br /> Singing my life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Telling my whole life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song ...<br /> <br /><br /> I heard he sang a good song,<br /> I heard he had a style.<br /> And so I came to see him to listen for a while.<br /> And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes.<br /> <br /><br /> Strumming my pain with his fingers,<br /> Singing my life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Telling my whole life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song ...<br /> <br /><br /> I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,<br /> I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.<br /> I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on ...<br /> <br /><br /> Strumming my pain with his fingers,<br /> Singing my life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Telling my whole life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song ...<br /> <br /><br /> He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair.<br /> And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there.<br /> But he just came to singing, singing clear and strong.<br /> <br /><br /> Strumming my pain with his fingers,<br /> Singing my life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Telling my whole life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song ...<br /> <br /><br /> He was strumming, oh, he was singing my song.<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Killing me softly with his song,<br /> Telling my whole life with his words,<br /> Killing me softly with his song ...<br /> With his song ...<br /> </p> <blockquote><p>cantada por <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8fyK51WS0js">Roberta Flack</a> o por <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGg4MJt0HO0">Lauryn Hill</a></p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/10/28/i-don-t-feel-like-dancin-s-hoffman-j-sellards-e-john--2 I don't feel like dancin' (S. Hoffman - J. Sellards - E. John) 2006-10-28T17:34:50+00:00 2007-11-06T07:21:20+00:00 <p>El lunes fue mi cumpleaños y me he regalado los dos CDs de Scissor sisters para celebrarlo. Esta canción concretamente me pone de buen rollito.<br /> <br /><br /> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZMs8EHDh-Y"><img src="myfiles/evita/scissorsnewshot.jpg" width="360" height="484"class="imgcen"/></a><br /> <br /><br /> Wake up in the morning with a head like ‘what you done?’<br /> This used to be the life but I don’t need another one.<br /> Good luck cutting up and carrying on yo wear them gowns<br /> So how come I feel so lonely when you’re up getting down?<br /> <br /><br /> So I'll play along when I hear that favourite song<br /> I’m gonna be the one who gets it right.<br /> You'd better know when you’re swinging 'round the room<br /> Looks like magic’s only ours tonight<br /> <br /><br /> But I don’t feel like dancin’ when the old Joanna plays<br /> <strong>My heart could take a chance but my two feet can’t find a way</strong><br /> You'd think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway<br /> <strong>But I don’t feel like dancin’ no sir, no dancin’ today.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Even if I find nothing better to do</strong><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?</strong><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you</strong><br /> <br /><br /> Cities come and cities go just like the old empires<br /> When all you do is change your clothes and call that versatile<br /> You got so many colours make a blind man so confused<br /> So why can’t I keep up when you’re the only thing I'd lose?<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>So I’ll just pretend that I know which way to bend</strong><br /> And I’m gonna tell the whole world that you’re mine.<br /> <strong>Please understand, when I see you clap your hands</strong><br /> If you stick around I’m sure that you’ll be fine.<br /> <br /><br /> But I don’t feel like dancin’ when the old Joanna plays<br /> <strong>My heart could take a chance but my two feet can’t find a way</strong><br /> You'd think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway<br /> <strong>But I don’t feel like dancin’ no sir, no dancin’ today.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Even if I find nothing better to do</strong><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?</strong><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you</strong><br /> <br /><br /> You can’t make me dance around<br /> But your two-step makes my chest pound.<br /> Just lay me down as you blow it away into the shimmer light.<br /> <br /><br /> But I don’t feel like dancin’ when the old Joanna plays<br /> <strong>My heart could take a chance but my two feet can’t find a way</strong><br /> You'd think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway<br /> <strong>But I don’t feel like dancin’ no sir, no dancin’ today.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Even if I find nothing better to do</strong><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?</strong><br /> <strong>Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’</strong><br /> <strong>Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you</strong><br /> <br /><br /> cantada por Jake Shears de los Scissor Sisters </p> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/10/12/yo-soy-esa-m-t-perez-miravete- Yo no soy esa (M. T. Pérez Miravete) 2006-10-12T21:41:33+00:00 2007-11-06T07:15:53+00:00 <object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BY6Vr6RiA_Q"></param> <param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BY6Vr6RiA_Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object> <p><br /> <strong>Yo no soy esa </strong><br /> que tú te imaginas<br /> <strong>una señorita tranquila y sencilla </strong><br /> que un día abandonas<br /> y siempre perdona<br /> esa niña si... no...<br /> esa no soy yo.<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>Yo no soy esa </strong><br /> que tú te creías<br /> la paloma blanca<br /> <strong>que le baila al agua </strong><br /> que ríe por nada<br /> <strong>diciendo si a todo </strong><br /> esa niña si... no...<br /> esa no soy yo.<br /> <br /><br /> No podrás presumir jamás<br /> de haber jugado con la verdad<br /> con el amor, de los demás.<br /> <br /><br /> Si en verdad me quieres<br /> <strong>yo ya no soy esa </strong><br /> <strong>que se acobarda </strong><br /> frente a una borrasca<br /> luchando entre olas<br /> encuentra la playa<br /> esa niña si... no...<br /> esa no soy yo.<br /> <br /><br /> Pero si buscas<br /> tan solo aventuras<br /> amigos por guardia<br /> a toda tu casa<br /> <strong>yo no soy esa </strong><br /> <strong>que pierde esperanzas </strong><br /> piénsalo ya, no...<br /> <br /><br /> Yo no soy esa<br /> que tú te imaginas<br /> una señorita tranquila y sencilla<br /> que un día abandonas<br /> y siempre perdona<br /> esa niña si... no...<br /> esa no soy yo<br /> esa niña si... no...<br /> esa no soy yo<br /> esa niña si... no...<br /> <strong>esa no soy yo.</strong><br /> </p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Mari Trini</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/10/01/i-will-love-again-p-barry-m-taylor- I will love again (P. Barry - M. Taylor) 2006-10-01T12:28:29+00:00 2007-11-06T07:15:47+00:00 <p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T021L6wHbgc"><img src="myfiles/evita/200px-Lara_Fabian-Lara_Fabian.jpg" width="200" height="199" class="imgcen" /></a><br /> <em>Núria, clica la foto i puja el volum!</em><br /> <br /><br /> Did I ever tell you<br /> how you live in me<br /> Every waking moment,<br /> even in my dreams<br /> And if all this talk is crazy<br /> And you don't know what I mean<br /> Does it really matter<br /> Just as long as I believe<br /> <br /><br /> I will love again<br /> Though my heart is breaking,<br /> I will love again<br /> Stronger than before<br /> I will love again<br /> Even if it takes a lifetime to get over you<br /> Heaven only knows,<br /> I will love again<br /> <br /><br /> People never tell you<br /> The way they truly feel<br /> I would die for you gladly<br /> If I knew it was for real<br /> So if all this talk sounds crazy<br /> And the words don't come out right<br /> Does it really matter<br /> If it gets me through this night<br /> <br /><br /> I will love again<br /> Though my heart is breaking,<br /> I will love again<br /> Stronger than before<br /> I will love again<br /> Even if it takes a lifetime to get over you<br /> Heaven only knows,<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>If I'm true to myself, </strong><br /> <strong>nobody else can take the place of you</strong><br /> <strong>But I've got to move on, </strong><br /> <strong>tell me what else can I do</strong><br /> <br /><br /> I will love again<br /> Though my heart is breaking,<br /> I will love again<br /> Stronger than before<br /> I will love again<br /> Even if it takes a lifetime to get over you<br /> Heaven only knows,<br /> I will love again<br /> I will love again<br /> I will love again<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>One day I know, I will love again</strong><br /> <strong>You can't stop me from loving again, </strong><br /> <strong>breathing again</strong><br /> <strong>feeling again</strong><br /> <strong>I know, one day, I'll love again</strong><br /> </p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Lara Fabian</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/09/25/ni-sola-palabra-beldarian-x-san-martin- Ni una sola palabra (Beldarian - X. San Martín) 2006-09-25T17:46:36+00:00 2007-11-06T07:15:55+00:00 <p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWTP413sg4Y "target="_blank"><img src="myfiles/evita/paulina.bmp" width="292" height="206" class="imgizqda" /></a> <br /><em>Ya sé que Paulina es una <strong>petarda </strong>de mucho cuidado. Lo sé, pero <strong>es que me encanta!</strong> La imagen está enlazada con el clip de la canción en YouTube, el problema es que tiene restrigido el acceso porque se ve que Pau es un poco porno para los americanos :o </em></p> <p>Está gritando<br /> ya sé que no se entera,<br /> el corazón escucha tu cabeza:<br /> Pero a dónde vas?<br /> Me estás escuchando?<br /> Qué hay de tu orgullo?<br /> Qué habíamos quedado?<br /> <br /><br /> La noche empieza y con ella mi camino,<br /> te busco a solas con mi mejor vestido:<br /> Pero a dónde estás?<br /> Qué es lo que ha pasado?<br /> Qué es lo que queda después de tantos años?<br /> <br /><br /> Miro esos ojos que un día me miraron,<br /> busco tu boca, tus manos, tus abrazos...<br /> pero tú no sientes nada<br /> y te disfrazas de cordialidad.<br /> <br /><br /> Ni una sola palabra,<br /> ni gestos, ni miradas apasionadas,<br /> ni rastro de los besos que antes me dabas<br /> hasta el <strong>amanece-e-e-er.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> Ni una de las sonrisas,<br /> por las que cada noche y todos los días<br /> sollozan estos ojos<br /> en los que ahora te ves.<br /> <br /><br /> Cómo un juguete que choca contra un muro,<br /> salgo a encontrarte<br /> y me pierdo en cuanto busco<br /> una oportunidad, un milagro, un hechizo:<br /> volverme guapa y tú guapo conmigo.<br /> <br /><br /> Frente a los ojos que un día me miraron<br /> pongo mi espalda y aquí unos cuantos pasos...<br /> Y me apunto otra derrota<br /> mientras mi boca dice "nunca más".<br /> <br /><br /> Ni una sola palabra<br /> ni gestos, ni miradas apasionadas<br /> ni rastro de los besos que antes me dabas<br /> hasta el <strong>amanece-e-e-er.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> Ni una de las sonrisas,<br /> por las que cada noche y todos los días<br /> sollozan estos ojos<br /> en los que ahora te ves.<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>No puede ser, no soy yo!</strong><br /> <strong>Me pesa tanto el corazón</strong><br /> <strong>por no ser de hielo cuando el cielo</strong><br /> <strong>me pide paciencia.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> Ni una sola palabra,<br /> ni gestos, ni miradas apasionadas,<br /> ni rastro de los besos que antes me dabas<br /> hasta el <strong>amanece-e-e-er.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> Ni una de las sonrisas,<br /> por las que cada noche y todos los días<br /> sollozan estos ojos<br /> en los que ahora te ves.<br /> <br /><br /> Ah-ah-ah-ahha<br /> Ah-ah-ah-ahha<br /> Ah-ah-ah-ahha<br /> <br /><br /> Palabras.<br /> </p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Pau</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/09/17/my-cubicle-letra-indi-judh-musica-j-blunt-a-ghost-s- My cubicle (Letra: J. Prasetyo - Música: J. Blunt -A. Ghost -S. Skarbek) 2006-09-17T21:58:28+00:00 2007-11-06T07:14:08+00:00 <p>Recibí un mail de <a href="http://www.elcongrio.com">elCongrio</a>. Estuve trasteando en su blog y me encontré con esta <a href="http://congriolitico.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-cubicle-james-blunt-parody.html">perla</a>. Más de uno seguro que se sentirá identificado!<br /> </p> <object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXw2JYgABuk"></param> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXw2JYgABuk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object> <p><br /> <strong>My job is stupid,</strong><br /> My day's a bore,<br /> Inside this office,<br /> From 8 to 4.<br /> <br /><br /> Nothing ever happens,<br /> My life is pretty blank,<br /> Pretending that I am working,<br /> Pray I don't get canned.<br /> <br /><br /> My cubicle, my cubicle,<br /> It's 1 of 62,<br /> It's my small space,<br /> In a crowded place,<br /> Just a six by six board booth,<br /> <strong>And I hate it, that's the truth.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> When I give a sigh,<br /> As the boss walks by,<br /> No one ever talks to me,<br /> Or looks me in the eye,<br /> And I really should work,<br /> <strong>But instead I just sit here,</strong><br /> <strong>And surf the internet.</strong><br /> <br /><br /> And my cubicle, my cubicle,<br /> It doesn't have a view,<br /> It's my small space,<br /> In a crowded place,<br /> <strong>I sit inside there too,</strong><br /> <strong>And sometimes I sit here nude.</strong><br /> </p> <blockquote><p>Cantada por Indi Soemardjan</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/09/11/vete-reloaded Vete Reloaded 2006-09-11T22:31:59+00:00 2007-11-06T07:14:33+00:00 <p>Busquen, comparen y si encuentran algo mejor: díganmelo (cómo <a href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2005/09/26/vete-j-amaya-d-amaya-#c97981">hizo</a> en su día <a href="http://prosainofensiva.blogspot.com/">Daniela</a> y me ha recordado <a href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2005/09/26/vete-j-amaya-d-amaya-#c97611">Sthr.</a>). Por cierto, me gustaría saber: ¿cual prefieren?<br /> </p> <object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVeFA-RzgZQ"></param> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVeFA-RzgZQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object> <blockquote><p>cantada por Marlango.</p></blockquote> <p></p> <object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qP-c0KhSkIU"></param> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qP-c0KhSkIU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object> <blockquote><p>cantada por Los Amaya.</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/09/08/gran-hermano Sintonía de Gran Hermano 2006-09-08T07:13:02+00:00 2008-01-07T10:11:20+00:00 <p><em>Yo creo que veo Gran Hermano por Mercedes Milà.</em><br /> <br /><br /> <a href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/Gran-Hermano---Sintonia-(Corta).MP3"><img src="myfiles/evita/granhermano.jpg" width="300" height="260" class="imgcen" /></a> </p> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/09/03/always-in-my-head-ac-clasmann-g-durant- Always in my head (¿C. Clasmann - G. Durant?) 2006-09-03T22:28:47+00:00 2007-11-06T07:10:54+00:00 <object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tk7R4ioPoQ0"></param> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tk7R4ioPoQ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object> <p><br /> One step just behind me<br /> One stretch is out of hand<br /> Someone just beside me<br /> Some already dead<br /> I found bull of time<br /> Keep walking just beside me<br /> I want to watch the tread<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>You're always in my head </strong><br /> <strong>Always in my head </strong><br /> <strong>Always in my head </strong><br /> <br /><br /> They said quick comes no to<br /> Breaking point<br /> I sprend to cross and hear me out<br /> I'm running up and still I took over<br /> Watch our fortune cross<br /> <br /><br /> You're always in my head<br /> Always in my head<br /> Always in my head<br /> <br /><br /> So step just behind me<br /> You're stretching out of hand<br /> We walked just beside and<br /> We're already dead<br /> <strong>I'm dancing in the land and still I take over </strong><br /> <strong>Watch our fortune walk </strong><br /> <br /><br /> Youre always in my head<br /> Always in my head<br /> Always in my head<br /> </p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Psapp</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/08/31/matinee-group-space-ibiza Matinée Group @ Space Ibiza 2006-08-31T13:00:12+00:00 2007-11-06T07:13:16+00:00 <p>Clicad la imagen y elegid el ritmo del final de las vacaciones.<br /> <br /><br /> <a href="http://www.space-ibiza.es/music/jukebox.php?lang=ES" target="_blank"><img src="myfiles/evita/matinee.jpg" width="336" height="500" class="imgcen" /></a></p> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/08/15/lili-marleen-letra-h-leip-musica-n-schultze- Lili Marleen (Letra: H. Leip - Música: N. Schultze) 2006-08-15T20:20:33+00:00 2007-11-06T07:11:40+00:00 <p><em>Queridos, me voy a Berlín.</em><br /> <br /><br /> <img src="myfiles/evita/marlene-dietrich-1.jpg" width="250" height="278" class="imgcen" /><br /> <br /><br /> Vor der Kaserne<br /> Vor dem großen Tor<br /> Stand eine Laterne<br /> Und steht sie noch davor<br /> So woll'n wir uns da wieder seh'n<br /> Bei der Laterne wollen wir steh'n<br /> Wie einst Lili Marleen<br /> <a href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/evita/marlened.mp3">Wie einst Lili Marleen.</a><br /> <br /><br /> Unsere beide Schatten<br /> Sah'n wie einer aus<br /> Daß wir so lieb uns hatten<br /> Das sah man gleich daraus<br /> Und alle Leute soll'n es seh'n<br /> Wenn wir bei der Laterne steh'n<br /> Wie einst Lili Marleen<br /> Wie einst Lili Marleen.<br /> <br /><br /> Deine Schritte kennt sie,<br /> Deinen zieren Gang<br /> Alle Abend brennt sie,<br /> Doch mich vergaß sie lang<br /> Und sollte mir ein Leids gescheh'n<br /> Wer wird bei der Laterne stehen<br /> Mit dir Lili Marleen<br /> Mit dir Lili Marleen?<br /> <br /><br /> Aus dem stillen Raume,<br /> Aus der Erde Grund<br /> Hebt mich wie im Traume<br /> Dein verliebter Mund<br /> Wenn sich die späten Nebel drehn<br /> Werd' ich bei der Laterne steh'n<br /> Mit dir Lili Marleen<br /> Mit dir Lili Marleen.<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>Wenn sich die späten Nebel drehn</strong><br /> <strong>Werd' ich bei der Laterne steh'n</strong><br /> <strong>Mit dir Lili Marleen</strong><br /> <strong>Mit dir Lili Marleen.</strong><br /> </p> <blockquote><p>cantada por Marlene Dietrich</p></blockquote> http://www.lacoctelera.com/evita/post/2006/08/08/aguas-maroo-a-c-jobim- Aguas de março (A. C. Jobim) 2006-08-08T21:24:02+00:00 2007-11-06T07:07:06+00:00 <p><em>para todos los que vivimos el verano en la ciudad esperando a que nos lleguen las vacaciones</em></p> <object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ujBsMXZ_sso"></param> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ujBsMXZ_sso" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object> <p><br /> É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminho<br /> é um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho<br /> é um caco de vidro, é a vida, é o sol<br /> é a noite, é a morte, é um laço, é o anzol<br /> <br /><br /> é peroba do campo, é o nó da madeira<br /> caingá, candeia, é o Matita Pereira<br /> é madeira de vento, tombo da ribanceira<br /> é o mistério profundo<br /> é o queira ou não queira<br /> é o vento ventando, é o fim da ladeira<br /> é a viga, é o vão, festa da cumeeira<br /> <br /><br /> é a chuva chovendo, é conversa ribeira<br /> das águas de março, é o fim da canseira<br /> é o pé, é o chão, é a marcha estradeira<br /> passarinho na mão, pedra de atiradeira<br /> <br /><br /> Uma ave no céu, uma ave no chão<br /> é um regato, é uma fonte<br /> é um pedaço de pão<br /> é o fundo do poço, é o fim do caminho<br /> no rosto o desgosto, é um pouco sozinho<br /> <br /><br /> É um estrepe, é um prego<br /> é uma ponta, é um ponto<br /> é um pingo pingando<br /> é uma conta, é um conto<br /> <br /><br /> é um peixe, é um gesto<br /> é uma prata brilhando<br /> é a luz da manhã, é o tijolo chegando<br /> <br /><br /> é a lenha, é o dia, é o fim da picada<br /> é a garrafa de cana, o estilhaço na estrada<br /> é o projeto da casa, é o corpo na cama<br /> é o carro enguiçado, é a lama, é a lama<br /> é um passo, é uma ponte<br /> é um sapo, é uma rã<br /> é um resto de mato, na luz da manhã<br /> <strong>são as águas de março fechando o verão</strong><br /> <strong>é a promessa de vida no teu coração</strong><br /> <br /><br /> é uma cobra, é um pau, é João, é José<br /> é um espinho na mão, é um corte no pé<br /> são as águas de março fechando o verão<br /> é a promessa de vida no teu coração<br /> <br /><br /> É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminho<br /> é um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho<br /> é um passo, é uma ponte<br /> é um sapo, é uma rã<br /> é um belo horizonte, é uma febre terçã<br /> são as águas de março fechando o verão<br /> é a promessa de vida no teu coração<br /> <br /><br /> <strong>pau, pedra, fim, 'inho</strong><br /> <strong>é, toco, pouco, 'zinho</strong><br /> <br /><br /> <strong>pau, pedra, idro, o</strong><br /> <strong>toco, pouco, são</strong><br /> <br /><br /> <strong>são as águas de março fechando o verão</strong><br /> <strong>é a promessa de vida no teu coração</strong><br /> <br /><br /> <strong>Pau, papaapapparaapa, pau, pararaparaaaaaaa, </strong><br /> <strong>paaaaaaaaaaaaaaau, pararaarpppaaaaaaaaaa...</strong><br /> <br /><br /> cantada por Elis Regina y Tom Jobim </p>