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27 de marzo de 2009

Wicked game

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I knew somebody like you.

No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you no,

No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one

22 de marzo de 2009

Home

Another summer day has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome, I wanna go home
Maybe surrounded by a million people I
Still feel all alone, I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two, “’I’m fine baby how are you?”
Well, I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat and you deserve more than that
Another airplane, another sunny place I’m lucky I know
but I wanna go home, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I gotta come home
Let me go home
I’ve had my run, baby I’m done
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside when everything was going right
And I know just why you could not come along with me
‘Cause this was not your dream, but you always believed in me
Another winter day has come and gone away
In neither Paris nor Rome and I wanna go home
I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I‘ve had my run
Baby I’m done
I wanna go home
Let me go home
It’ll all be alright
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home



4 de marzo de 2009

Nada personal

Entre tu y yo no hay nada personal,
es sólo el corazón que desayuna, come y cena de tu amor
en el café de la mañana, la canción de la semana
que muchas veces me emociona y otras tantas me hace daño.

Entre tu y yo no hay nada personal,
y sin embargo duermo entre mis sábanas soñando con tu olor,
vives aquí en mis sentimientos, me ocupaste el pensamiento.
Quizás te añore mas no hay nada personal.

Aunque inventes los detalles y te encuentre en cada calle
yo te juro que no hay nada personal.
Sacas a flote mis tragedias y de repente las remedias.
Me haces loco, me haces trizas, me haces mal.

Y así en los dos no hay nada personal
te llevo en cada gota de mi sangre y en el paso de mi andar.
No necesito arrinconarte ni antes de dormir besarte
y es que en nosotros ya no hay nada personal.

Sacas a flote mis tragedias y de repente las remedias.
Me haces loco, me haces trizas, me haces mal.

Y así en los dos ( y así en los dos)no hay nada personal (no hay nada personal)
te llevo en cada gota de mi sangre y en el paso de mi andar.
No necesito arrinconarte ni antes de dormir besarte
y es que en nosotros ya no hay nada personal.