<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754</id><updated>2011-11-12T06:52:01.552-08:00</updated><category term='arte'/><category term='musica'/><category term='navidad'/><category term='calamaro'/><category term='deviantart'/><category term='video'/><category term='jarvis'/><category term='the postal service'/><category term='Hello seahorse'/><category term='pulp'/><category term='sola'/><category term='amor'/><category term='rosenvigne'/><category term='bestia'/><category term='rafo'/><category term='kate nash'/><title type='text'>freakin' lies</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-5338996839223214781</id><published>2009-07-15T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:42:24.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hello seahorse'/><title type='text'>No tengo el valor para decirlo</title><content type='html'>La tenía por ahí en mi librería de itunes no le hice caso, pero ahí salió, por una recomendación. Y he quedado prendada de ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bestia- Hello Seahorse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Soy transparente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me puedes oler muy bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Desde que me presento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No tengo que hablar para darme a entender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mis ojos te lo dicen todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mi boca arrulla lo que pienso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sabrás que es lo que siento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Con sólo tocar mi piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No muerdo, ni acaricio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sólo hiberno todo el tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;En mi jaula de almohadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dónde nadie sabe la verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No tengo voz para decirlo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Por eso vengo y te lo escribo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;He deshonrado a mis principios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nunca he tenido la furia de un león.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Siempre tomando el camino corto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Como él me enseñó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqb2C9LmeDg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqb2C9LmeDg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-5338996839223214781?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5338996839223214781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=5338996839223214781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/5338996839223214781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/5338996839223214781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-tengo-el-valor-para-decirlo.html' title='No tengo el valor para decirlo'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-3847897053714778043</id><published>2009-06-09T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:53:00.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jarvis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>i want you</title><content type='html'>Porque no hay como la voz de Jarvis Cocker, para esta canción..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/4X9EY_WKfY/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/4X9EY_WKfY/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=4X9EY_WKfY" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=4X9EY_WKfY" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=4X9EY_WKfY" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=4X9EY_WKfY" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/4X9EY_WKfY/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I Want You"- Pulp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey,  you can look, you can look just like anyone else&lt;br /&gt;if that's what you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;I, I could laugh, I could laugh in your face if I want / oh, but I'm not going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we met last week on Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't make a sentence,  I couldn't even say  what I meant to say:&lt;br /&gt;that I want you  (it doesn't hurt to say I want you),&lt;br /&gt;I need you (I never thought I'd say I need you),&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you,&lt;br /&gt;oh yes I'll keep you and I'll throw myself away, away, away,&lt;br /&gt;and I'll break you (because I lose myself inside you),&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you (fit in the space that I provide you), I'll take you,&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, I'll take you just to push you far away, away, away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,  yes, you're all, yes you're all that I ever desire,&lt;br /&gt;still I'll kill you in the end.&lt;br /&gt;When,  when it seems, when it seems that it's getting too soft,&lt;br /&gt;when you lapse into a friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's someone just behind the door&lt;br /&gt;so don't betray your feelings, no don't talk anymore,&lt;br /&gt;never dare to say&lt;br /&gt;that I want you (it doesn't hurt to say I want you),&lt;br /&gt;I need you (I never thought I'd say I need you), I'll keep you,&lt;br /&gt;oh yes I'll keep you and I'll throw myself away, away, away,&lt;br /&gt;and I'll break you (because I lose myself inside you),&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you (fit in the space that I provide you), I'll take you,&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, I'll take you just to push you far away, away, away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now we come, now we come to the end of it all,&lt;br /&gt;see it squirming, almost dead.&lt;br /&gt;No,  you can't leave, you can't leave it to die here in pain.&lt;br /&gt;You've got to stamp upon it's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go out and you'll stay home&lt;br /&gt;facing up to living,  living on your own, and I'll curse my pride,&lt;br /&gt;curse my pride,  curse my stupid pride;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I want you(it doesn't hurt to say I want you),&lt;br /&gt;I need you(I never thought I'd say I need you),&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you,&lt;br /&gt;oh yes I'll keep you and I'll throw myself away, away, away,&lt;br /&gt;and I'll break you (because I lose myself inside you),&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you (fit in the space that I provide you)&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you,&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, I'll take you just to push you far away, away, away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-3847897053714778043?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3847897053714778043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=3847897053714778043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/3847897053714778043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/3847897053714778043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-you_09.html' title='i want you'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-3230219459814116884</id><published>2009-05-25T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:21:28.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the postal service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Take a look at me now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quería postear esta canción hace algún tiempo, y siempre la dejé en stand by, bueno como que ya es hora de paso saco un poco del abandono a este blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Against all odds", (!984) de Phill Collins. Pero en este post el cover que hace "the Postal Service", que es en realidad mi favorito de las tres versiones que conozco, Mariah Carey también hace una.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UHIcX9qlXt/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UHIcX9qlXt/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=UHIcX9qlXt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=UHIcX9qlXt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=UHIcX9qlXt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=UHIcX9qlXt" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/UHIcX9qlXt/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/mabelen/music/B_uPiuN2/the-postal-service-against-all-odds/"&gt;Against All Odds - The Postal Service&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Against all odds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace&lt;br /&gt;When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you just walk away from me,&lt;br /&gt;when all I can do is watch you leave&lt;br /&gt;Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a look at me now, cos there's just an empty space&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing left here to remind me,&lt;br /&gt;just the memory of your face&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space&lt;br /&gt;And you coming back to me is against the odds and that's what I've got to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just make you turn around,&lt;br /&gt;turn around and see me cry&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I need to say to you,&lt;br /&gt;so many reasons why&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at me now, cos there's just an empty space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to wait for you, that's all I can do and that's what I've got to face&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at me now, cos I'll still be standing here&lt;br /&gt;And you coming back to me is against all odds&lt;br /&gt;It's a chance I've got to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-3230219459814116884?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3230219459814116884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=3230219459814116884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/3230219459814116884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/3230219459814116884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2009/05/take-look-at-me-now.html' title='Take a look at me now..'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-854286695701616226</id><published>2009-04-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:17:48.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rafo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Yo quiero reír..</title><content type='html'>escúchenlo, léanlo y no lo divulguen.. u_u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDuhoUjZh0g&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDuhoUjZh0g&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Porqué eres así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Rafo de la Cuba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, que siempre tuve mi lugar,&lt;br /&gt;que rara vez tuve que negociar,&lt;br /&gt;no es que ya no te quiero,&lt;br /&gt;no es eso, pero como digo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero yo, ya no soporto estar así&lt;br /&gt;te pido no me busques esta vez&lt;br /&gt;quiero por un momento&lt;br /&gt;perder un poco el tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero yo quisera tenerte,&lt;br /&gt;conmigo aquí&lt;br /&gt;pero tu me dirías esto no es para tí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso amor, Porqué eres así.. yo quiero reir, yo quiero reír..&lt;br /&gt;amor, porque eres así, déjame reir, déjame reir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú que nunca aprendiste a callar&lt;br /&gt;que rara vez se podria equivocar&lt;br /&gt;no es que ya no te entienda&lt;br /&gt;no es eso lo que quiero decir.&lt;br /&gt;Pero tú, solo me quieres para tí,&lt;br /&gt;sentado a tu costado viéndote&lt;br /&gt;en el bar, en la avenida, en la reunion de tus amigas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu quieres poseerme&lt;br /&gt;usarme así, pero yo te repito esto no es para mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso amor, porqué eres así.. yo quiero reir reír..&lt;br /&gt;yo quiero reir,&lt;br /&gt;te digo amor poruqe eres así, dejame reir, dejame reir... así&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pues bien, siempre tan correcta,&lt;br /&gt;no tenias que cerrar tan fuerte la puerta,&lt;br /&gt;que ahora estás molesta pero si aún no he hecho nada, nada, nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque ya no te acuerdas&lt;br /&gt;que soy yo quien siempre la mantiene abierta&lt;br /&gt;tal vez hay que tenerla,&lt;br /&gt;para siempre cerrada, nada nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo ya no soporto estar así,&lt;br /&gt;te pido no me busques esta vez,&lt;br /&gt;quiero por un momento, perder un poco el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero amor, porque eres así, yo quiero reir reír..&lt;br /&gt;yo quiero reir,&lt;br /&gt;te digo amor porque eres así, déjame reir, déjame reir... así..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-854286695701616226?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/854286695701616226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=854286695701616226&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/854286695701616226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/854286695701616226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2009/04/yo-quiero-reir.html' title='Yo quiero reír..'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-7286986028934960517</id><published>2009-04-12T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:10:40.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate nash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>i can watch the sunset on my own</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SeJmkBtZ1VI/AAAAAAAAASc/PL3cdzrvO64/s1600-h/Foto-0019+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SeJmkBtZ1VI/AAAAAAAAASc/PL3cdzrvO64/s320/Foto-0019+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323930478625543506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción llegó a mí el año pasado (2008) (creo que tengo un problema descubro cosas luego de un año de que hayan salido a la luz). En fin  "Made of Bricks" salió a la venta en el 2007, como el disco debut de Kate Nash, la primera vez que supe de ella, fue por el video de la cancion "Foundations", que encontré en MTV, y me fascinó su voz en especial su acento británico y me encantó su look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno del disco mis favoritas son "Foundations", "Nicest thing", "pumpkin soup" y bueno esta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Merry happy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qeI4m3RCbI/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qeI4m3RCbI/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=qeI4m3RCbI" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=qeI4m3RCbI" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=qeI4m3RCbI" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=qeI4m3RCbI" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/qeI4m3RCbI/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching me like you never watch no one&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me that you didn't try and check out my bum&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you did&lt;br /&gt;Cause your friend told me that you liked it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave me those pearls and I thought they were ugly&lt;br /&gt;Though you try to tell me that you never loved me&lt;br /&gt;I know that you did&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you said it and you wrote it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing at discos&lt;br /&gt;Eating cheese on toast&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy&lt;br /&gt;But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing at discos&lt;br /&gt;Eating cheese on toast&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy&lt;br /&gt;But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I learnt from you&lt;br /&gt;Do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do&lt;br /&gt;So I learnt form you&lt;br /&gt;Do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be alone, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I can watch a sunset on my own&lt;br /&gt;I can be alone, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I can watch a sunset on my own&lt;br /&gt;I can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I can watch a sunset on my own (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in restaurants&lt;br /&gt;Thought we were so grown up&lt;br /&gt;But I know now that we were not the people&lt;br /&gt;That we turned out to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Can't take back those hours&lt;br /&gt;But I won't regret&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can grow flowers&lt;br /&gt;From where dirt used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing at discos&lt;br /&gt;Eating cheese on toast&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy&lt;br /&gt;But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I learnt from you&lt;br /&gt;Do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do&lt;br /&gt;So I learnt from you&lt;br /&gt;Do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be alone, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I can watch a sunset on my own&lt;br /&gt;I can be alone, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I can watch a sunset on my own&lt;br /&gt;I can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I can watch a sunset on my own&lt;br /&gt;(do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque puedo hacer todo esto solita o al menos eso intento..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-7286986028934960517?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7286986028934960517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=7286986028934960517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/7286986028934960517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/7286986028934960517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-watch-sunset-on-my-own.html' title='i can watch the sunset on my own'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SeJmkBtZ1VI/AAAAAAAAASc/PL3cdzrvO64/s72-c/Foto-0019+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-5092732306043579473</id><published>2009-03-30T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:16:07.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rosenvigne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>la distacia adecuada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tu Labio superior" , de Christina Rosenvigne  (la ex-vocalista de Christina y los Suterráneos) el disco me parece maravilloso de principio a fin. Y bueno esta canción tal vez sea la que mas me pegó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"La Distancia adecuada"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=f5f3631" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Nunca para ti es quizás&lt;br /&gt;yo no me equivocaba&lt;br /&gt;la desazón se va a llevar&lt;br /&gt;en esta temporada&lt;br /&gt;tal vez no debí dejar&lt;br /&gt;que jugaras con mi falda&lt;br /&gt;que difícil es guardar&lt;br /&gt;la distancia adecuada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa señorita&lt;br /&gt;que rima conmigo&lt;br /&gt;que te ronda siempre alrededor&lt;br /&gt;es tu favorita&lt;br /&gt;te lleva consigo&lt;br /&gt;y te gusta más que mi canción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu llave está en la recepción&lt;br /&gt;ya es de madrugada&lt;br /&gt;pongo la televisión&lt;br /&gt;espero tu llamada&lt;br /&gt;la evidencia en gotas cae&lt;br /&gt;por mi jersey de Prada&lt;br /&gt;la lección que ya aprendí&lt;br /&gt;siempre es olvidada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa señorita&lt;br /&gt;que rima conmigo&lt;br /&gt;que te ronda siempre alrededor&lt;br /&gt;es tu favorita&lt;br /&gt;y puede contigo&lt;br /&gt;y te gusta más que mi canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-5092732306043579473?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5092732306043579473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=5092732306043579473&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/5092732306043579473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/5092732306043579473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2009/03/distacia-adecuada.html' title='la distacia adecuada...'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-2343135817808594174</id><published>2009-03-22T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:20:17.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arte'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/ScaFZugCWOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/E5V3MtY0UH0/s1600-h/Ninio_Gris_y_Ninia_Arcoiris_by_Weby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/ScaFZugCWOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/E5V3MtY0UH0/s400/Ninio_Gris_y_Ninia_Arcoiris_by_Weby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316083087183075554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lo encontré en el deviant art.. linda historia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://weby.deviantart.com/art/Ninio-Gris-y-Ninia-Arcoiris-53108789"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;click aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-2343135817808594174?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2343135817808594174/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=2343135817808594174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/2343135817808594174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/2343135817808594174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2009/03/lo-encontre-en-el-deviant-art.html' title=''/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/ScaFZugCWOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/E5V3MtY0UH0/s72-c/Ninio_Gris_y_Ninia_Arcoiris_by_Weby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-594455950786745722</id><published>2009-02-02T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:55:02.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>we're going nowhere</title><content type='html'>Paolo Nutini, decir que sé algo de él sería mentir,  es más no sé como llegó a mi "biblioteca". Según leí (wikipedia lo sabe.."casi" todo),  está incluido en el soundtrack de "scrubs" y "one tree hill". Y bueno originalmente pertenece a un Ep del mismo nombre que salió en el 2006... Nada toda feeling, como me gustan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/sMi3U2QIYh/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/sMi3U2QIYh/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Request- Paolo Nutini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slow down, lie down&lt;br /&gt;Remember it's just you and me&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell out, bow out&lt;br /&gt;Remember how this used to be&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know something, is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Baby let's get closer, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;Grant my last request and just let me hold you, don't shrug your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Lay down beside me&lt;br /&gt;Sure I can accept that we're going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;But one last time let's go there&lt;br /&gt;Lay down beside me, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found that I'm bound to wander down that long way road, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;And I realise all about your lies,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm no wiser than the fool that I was before.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know something, is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;Baby let's get closer, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how can, how can this be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS) X2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhh wohhhhohhh, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Lay down beside me&lt;br /&gt;One last time let's go there,&lt;br /&gt;Lay down beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-594455950786745722?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/594455950786745722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=594455950786745722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/594455950786745722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/594455950786745722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-request.html' title='we&apos;re going nowhere'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-6997348253676259501</id><published>2008-12-22T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:17:05.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='navidad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calamaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Feliz Navidad Sangrienta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;De mi Andrelo querido&lt;/span&gt;, estribillo pegajoso.. "feliz Navidad sangrienta te desea mi corazón en venta..." imperfecta-casi perfecta no lo sé...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1uyw_3loZY&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1uyw_3loZY&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corazón en venta -Andrés Calamaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gran alfombra roja&lt;br /&gt;Olvidar es divino y fuerte la fuerza del destino&lt;br /&gt;Cuerda floja&lt;br /&gt;Al moscardón&lt;br /&gt;Y eso que parece un corazón&lt;br /&gt;Parece que mi camara lenta&lt;br /&gt;Ya perdió la cuenta&lt;br /&gt;Y no esta contenta&lt;br /&gt;Mi muñeco vudú&lt;br /&gt;Se perdió en la tormenta&lt;br /&gt;Con mil alfileres clavados&lt;br /&gt;En mi corazón en venta&lt;br /&gt;Que nadie viene a comprarlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón en venta&lt;br /&gt;Dicen que se revienta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que versión violenta&lt;br /&gt;La que se encuentra por ahi&lt;br /&gt;La que se encuentra por ahi&lt;br /&gt;Se dice de mi que nunca vuelvo&lt;br /&gt;Y siempre me estoy yendo a ningun lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que tengo que dejar de navegar&lt;br /&gt;Ya me di cuenta&lt;br /&gt;Me lo dijo mi corazón en venta&lt;br /&gt;Feliz navidad sangrienta&lt;br /&gt;Te desea mi corazón en venta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que mi camara lenta&lt;br /&gt;Ya perdio la cuenta&lt;br /&gt;Y no esta contenta&lt;br /&gt;Mi muñeco vudú&lt;br /&gt;Se perdió en la tormenta&lt;br /&gt;Con mil alfileres clavado&lt;br /&gt;En mi corazón en ventaa&lt;br /&gt;Que nadie viene a comprarlo,&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón en venta.&lt;br /&gt;Dicen que se revienta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que versión violenta&lt;br /&gt;La que se encuentra por ahi&lt;br /&gt;La que se encuentra por ahi&lt;br /&gt;Se dice de mi que nunca vuelvo&lt;br /&gt;Y siempre me estoy yendo a ningun lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que tengo que parar de navegar&lt;br /&gt;Ya me di cuenta&lt;br /&gt;Me lo dijo mi corazón en venta&lt;br /&gt;Feliz navidad sangrienta&lt;br /&gt;Dicen que se revientaa&lt;br /&gt;Te desea mi corazón en venta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;del disco "el Palacio de las Flores" del año 2006...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Feliz navidad...  y lo que sigue.... =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-6997348253676259501?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6997348253676259501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=6997348253676259501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/6997348253676259501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/6997348253676259501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-navidad-sangrienta.html' title='Feliz Navidad Sangrienta'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6826280665887493754.post-1887564962310318311</id><published>2008-10-18T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:57:50.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arrrgh!!!</title><content type='html'>nada nada!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;esto es nadaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6826280665887493754-1887564962310318311?l=freakin-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1887564962310318311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6826280665887493754&amp;postID=1887564962310318311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/1887564962310318311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6826280665887493754/posts/default/1887564962310318311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakin-lies.blogspot.com/2008/10/arrrgh.html' title='arrrgh!!!'/><author><name>cositaseria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05540849365985179145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5rNwliu39E/SP1l3_eE5VI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sqeucy318A4/S220/url.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
