tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86214918589220571442012-02-16T02:00:01.243-08:00XiMeNahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06840861191537298156noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621491858922057144.post-56373911868084790692007-07-24T16:32:00.000-07:002007-07-24T16:38:20.536-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Andando, por la vida mirando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Que por una canción se puede aun morir de amor</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Y asi saber que tu voz llegara a mi pobre corazón que ahi va.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Andando, por la vida mirando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Que a veces lo que dicen no es igual a lo que harán</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Y asi algo tendra que cambiar en este mundo desigual</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Creo aun en la voz de las personas con buen corazon</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Porque se que no soy el mejor,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tampoco el peor...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tan solo soy lo que soy, y es asi..</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>.No quiero fingir,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>No voy a mentir...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tan solo soy lo que soy y es asi</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Andando, por la vida mirando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Buscando lo mas simple que es por donde hay que empezar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Y asi tratar de llegar a los demas sin importar que hay detras</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Andando, por la vida mirando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>La gente que se pierde de tanto buscar y andar.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Y asi son muchas vidas que vienen y van y me pregunto donde iran</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Creo aun en la voz de las personas con buen corazon</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Porque se que no soy el mejor,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tampoco el peor...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tan solo soy lo que soy, y es asi...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>No quiero fingir,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>No voy a mentir...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tan solo soy lo que soy y es asi</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Unos se van yendo, </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>otros van llegando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Unos van corriendo y otros cruzan caminando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Unos van riendo,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>otros van sufriendo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Eso es lo que miro cuando siempre voy andando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Quiero imaginar un mundo nuevo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Donde el frio acompańe mi andar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Y el amor sera en el invierno el abrigo que me puede salvar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Porque se que no soy el mejor,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tampoco el peor...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tan solo soy lo que soy, y es asi...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>No quiero fingir,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>No voy a mentir...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Tan solo soy lo que soy y es asi</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Andando, por la vida mirando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Que a veces lo que dicen no es igual a lo que haran</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"><strong>Andando...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8621491858922057144-5637391186808479069?l=almademadera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>XiMeNahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06840861191537298156noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621491858922057144.post-39577904814847869592007-07-18T12:56:00.000-07:002007-07-18T13:01:13.502-07:00http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AAuWymrEAl0<br /><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>Just like a star across my sky<br />Just like an angel of the page<br />You have appeared to my life<br />Feel like I'll never be the same<br /><br />Just like a song in my heart<br />Just like oil on my hands<br />Oh, little love, you<br /><br />Still I wonder why it is<br />I don't argue like this<br />With anyone but you<br />You do it all the time<br />Blowin' out my mind<br /><br />You got this look I can't describe<br />You make me feel I'm alive<br />When everything else is so fake<br />Without a doubt you're on my side<br /><br />Heaven has been away too long<br />Can't find the words to write this song<br />Oh, your love<br /><br />Still I wonder why it is<br />I don't argue like this<br />With anyone but you<br />You do it all the time<br />Blowin' out my mind<br /><br />Yeah uh huh<br />na na na na na na<br /><br />I have come to understand the way it is<br />It is not a secret anymore<br />'Cause we've been through that before<br />From tonight I know that you're the only one<br />I've been confused and in the dark<br />Now I understand<br /><br />I wonder why it is<br />I don't argue like this<br />With anyone but you<br /><br />I wonder why it is<br />I won't let my guard down<br />For anyone but you<br />You do it all the time<br />Blowin' out my mind<br /><br />Just like a star across my sky<br />Just like an angel of the page<br />You have appeared to my life<br />Feel like I'll never be the same<br />Just like a song in my heart<br />Just like oil on my hand</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8621491858922057144-3957790481484786959?l=almademadera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>XiMeNahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06840861191537298156noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621491858922057144.post-3179954331068507682007-07-16T21:06:00.000-07:002008-12-10T22:03:19.388-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/RpxA-XjD16I/AAAAAAAAABM/R2DyH9U0JQY/s1600-h/twins3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088013119238952866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/RpxA-XjD16I/AAAAAAAAABM/R2DyH9U0JQY/s320/twins3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/RpxAz3jD15I/AAAAAAAAABE/MgncAGkTjXs/s1600-h/twins2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088012938850326418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/RpxAz3jD15I/AAAAAAAAABE/MgncAGkTjXs/s320/twins2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/RpxAZXjD13I/AAAAAAAAAA0/vOAFla0ilac/s1600-h/twins1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088012483583793010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/RpxAZXjD13I/AAAAAAAAAA0/vOAFla0ilac/s320/twins1.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8621491858922057144-317995433106850768?l=almademadera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>XiMeNahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06840861191537298156noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621491858922057144.post-29934211532704605972007-07-16T20:20:00.000-07:002008-12-10T22:03:20.047-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/Rpw41HjD12I/AAAAAAAAAAs/q8SO-l1QELA/s1600-h/chata+075.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/Rpw41HjD12I/AAAAAAAAAAs/q8SO-l1QELA/s320/chata+075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088004164232140642" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/Rpw4UXjD11I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CtgiSt4aL14/s1600-h/chata+076.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/Rpw4UXjD11I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CtgiSt4aL14/s320/chata+076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088003601591424850" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/Rpw3oHjD10I/AAAAAAAAAAc/NgWHIaSsnJw/s1600-h/chata+072.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/Rpw3oHjD10I/AAAAAAAAAAc/NgWHIaSsnJw/s320/chata+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088002841382213442" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/Rpw2YnjD1zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZI9bmiV0KF8/s1600-h/chata+077.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/Rpw2YnjD1zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZI9bmiV0KF8/s320/chata+077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088001475582613298" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />x siempre twins!!!! 2006<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8621491858922057144-2993421153270460597?l=almademadera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>XiMeNahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06840861191537298156noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621491858922057144.post-63279589957040583782007-06-27T14:44:00.000-07:002008-12-10T22:03:20.223-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/RoLduGpO_5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NoWvVbkp5_8/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080867113754623890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u4u6V-ZGFd0/RoLduGpO_5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NoWvVbkp5_8/s320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Somewhere over the rainbow way up high And the dreams that you dream of once in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly And the dreams that you dream of, dreams really do come true</strong></span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff00;"><strong>Someday I'll wish upon a star, wake up where the clouds are far behind me</strong></span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff9900;"><strong>Where trouble melts like lemon drops High above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly And the dreams that you dare to, oh why, oh why can't I?</strong></span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>Well I see trees of green and red roses too, I'll watch them bloom for me and you And I think to myself, what a wonderful world</strong></span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffcc66;"><strong>Well I see skies of blue and clouds of white and the brightness of day I like the dark and I think to myself, what a wonderful world</strong></span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky are also on the faces of people passing by I see friends shaking hands saying, How do you do? They're really saying, I a..." I love you</strong></span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><strong>I hear babies cry and I watch them grow, They'll learn much more than we'll know And I think to myself, what a wonderful world</strong></span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff33;"><strong>Someday I'll wish upon a star, wake up where the clouds are far behind me </strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>Where trouble melts like lemon drops High above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>Somewhere over the rainbow way up high And the dreams that you dare to, oh why, oh why can't I? </strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8621491858922057144-6327958995704058378?l=almademadera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>XiMeNahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06840861191537298156noreply@blogger.com1