martes, 20 de noviembre de 2007

viernes, 16 de noviembre de 2007

NOVELA LÉSBICA - SIN CONTROL

Este video lo he realizado para promocionar la novela que ha escrito mi novia Mónica Martín.

Te amo Mónica.

miércoles, 14 de noviembre de 2007

lunes, 12 de noviembre de 2007

Alanis Morissette - Ironic

Letra:

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn't it ironic ... don't you think
Chorus

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought ... it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
'Well isn't this nice...'
And isn't it ironic ... don't you think
Repeat Chorus


Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

It's a traffic jam when you're already late
It's a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic... don't you think
A little too ironic... and yeah I really do think...
Repeat Chorus


Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out

jueves, 8 de noviembre de 2007

miércoles, 7 de noviembre de 2007

lunes, 5 de noviembre de 2007

Alanis Morissette - Crazy (Seal Cover)

In a church, by the face,
He talks about the people going under.

Only child know...

A man decides after seventy years,
That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door.
While those around him criticize and sleep...
And through a fractal on a breaking wall,
I see you my friend, and touch your face again.
Miracles will happen as we trip.

But we\'re never gonna survive, unless...
We get a little crazy
No we\'re never gonna survive, unless...
We are a little...

Crazy...crazy...crazy...

...Crazy yellow people walking through my head.
One of them\'s got a gun, to shoot the other one.
And yet together they were friends at school
Ohh, get it, get it, get it, get it no no!

If all were there when we first took the pill,
Then maybe, then maybe, then maybe, then maybe...
Miracles will happen as we speak.

But we\'re never gonna survive unless...
We get a little crazy.
No we\'re never gonna survive unless...
We are a little...
Crazy...
No no, never survive, unless we get a little... bit...

Oh, a little bit...
Oh, a little bit...

Amanda decides to go along after seventeen years...

Oh darlin...
In a sky full of people, only some want to fly,
Isn\'t that crazy?
In a world full of people, only some want to fly,
Isn\'t that crazy?
Crazy...
In a heaven of people there\'s only some want to fly,
Ain\'t that crazy?
Oh babe... Oh darlin...
In a world full of people there\'s only some want to fly,
Isn\'t that crazy?
Isn\'t that crazy... Isn\'t that crazy... Isn\'t that crazy...

Ohh...
But we\'re never gonna survive unless, we get a little crazy..crazy..
No we\'re never gonna to survive unless we are a little...crazy..
But we\'re never gonna survive unless, we get a little crazy..crazy..
No we\'re never gonna to survive unless, we are a little..crazy..
No no, never survive unless, we get a little bit...

And then you see things
The size
Of which you\'ve never known before

They\'ll break it

Someday...

Only child know....

Them things
The size
Of which you\'ve never known before

Someday... Someway... Someday... Someway...
Someday... Someway... Someday...

domingo, 4 de noviembre de 2007

Dido thank you

Thank you, Mónica.

sábado, 3 de noviembre de 2007

Madonna - The Power Of Good-Bye

THE POWER OF GOODBYE
by Madonna

Your heart is not open, so I must go.
The spell has been broken? I loved you so.
Freedom comes when you learn to let go.
Creation comes when you learn to say no.

You were my lesson I had to learn.
I was your fortress you had to burn.
Pain is a warning that something's wrong.
I pray to God that it won't be long.

There's nothing left to try.
There's no place left to hide.
There's no greater power than the power of goodbye.

Your heart is not open, so I must go.
The spell has been broken? I loved you so.
You were my lesson I had to learn.
I was your fortress.
There's nothing left to lose.
There's no more heart to bruise.
There's no greater power than the power of goodbye.

Learn to say goodbye.
I yearn to say goodbye.
There's nothing left to try.
There's no place left to hide.
There's no greater power than the power of goodbye.

There's nothing left to lose.
There's no more heart to bruise.
There's no greater power than the power of goodbye.

viernes, 2 de noviembre de 2007

Chambao - Pokito A Poko

Andaba perdia de camino pa la casa
cavilando en lo que soy y en lo que siento
pokito a poko entendiendo
que no vale la pena andar por andar
que´s mejor caminá pa ir creciendo

volvere a encontrame con vosotros
volvere a sonreir en la mañana
volvere con lagrima en los ojo
mirar al cielo y dar las gracias

pokito a poko entendiendo
que no vale la pena andar por andar
que es mejo caminar pa ir creciendo
pokito a poko entendiendo
que no vale la pena andar por andar
que es mejo caminar pa ir creciendo

mirarme dentro y comprender
que tus ojo son mis ojo
que tu piel es mi piel
en tu oido me alborozo
en tu sonrisa me baño
y soy parte de tu ser
que no vale la pena andar por andar
es mejo caminar pa ir creciendo.

pokito a poko entendiendo
que no vale la pena andar por andar
que es mejo camina pa ir creciendo
pokito a poko entendiendo
que no vale la pena andar por andar
que es mejo camina pa ir creciendo

volvere a sentarme con los mio
volvere a compartir mi alegria
volvere pa contarte que he soñado
colores nuevos y dias claros
volvere pa contarte que he soñao
colores nuevos y dias claros

jueves, 1 de noviembre de 2007

Bebe buscome

Hoy es de esos dias en los que no sabes si vas o vienes, si te quedas o te vas. Es de esos en dias en los que te miras al espejo y no te reconoces. Me busco, me busco y no me encuentro.