tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37065870938718713022024-03-04T23:44:08.925-08:00RockerosH3dichohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12794446657655301118noreply@blogger.comBlogger167125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-41046079810248273852011-11-08T11:51:00.000-08:002011-11-08T11:52:50.405-08:00Este blog no ha muerto!Tenia rato de no entrar a blogger y vi que tenia acceso a este oscuro blog de videos y dije vamos a resucitarlo con Pantera y Cemetery Gates! \m/
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2 años y 8 meses después!MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-11213723876282946882009-03-20T06:44:00.000-07:002009-03-20T06:53:20.012-07:00System Of A Down - Sugar<center><div><object width="480" height="381"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/xqb3_system-of-a-downsugar_music&related=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/xqb3_system-of-a-downsugar_music&related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="480" height="381"></embed></object><br /><b><a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xqb3_system-of-a-downsugar_music"></a></b><br /><i><a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/scall_11"></a></i></div></center><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The kombucha mushroom people,<br />Sitting around all day,<br />Who can believe you,<br />Who can believe you,<br />Let your mother pray, (sugar)<br />Well I'm not there all the time you know<br />Some people, some people, some people,<br />Call it insane, yeah they call it insane, (sugar)<br />I play Russian roulette everyday, a man's sport,<br />With a bullet called life, yeah called life,(sugar)<br />You know that every time I try to go<br />Where I really want to be,<br />It's already where I am,<br />Cause I'm already there.(sugar)<br />The kombucha mushroom people,<br />Sitting around all day,<br />Who can believe you,<br />Who can believe you,<br />Let your mother pray, (sugar)<br />I got a gun the other day from Sako,<br />It's cute, small, fits right in my pocket,<br />Yeah, right in my pocket, (sugar)<br />My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes,<br />And I just kick her, and then she's O.K. ,she's O.K.(sugar)<br />People are always chasing me down,<br />Trying to push my face to the ground,<br />Where all they really want to do,<br />Is suck out my mother fucking brains, my brains (sugar).<br />The kombucha mushroom people,<br />Sitting around all day,<br />Who can believe you,<br />Who can believe you,<br />Let your mother pray<br />I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music,<br />Just anger,<br />I've killed everyone,<br />I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better,<br />How do I feel,<br />What do I say,<br />Fuck you, it all goes away,<br />How do I feel,<br />What do I say,<br />Fuck you, it all goes away,<br />How do I feel,<br />What do I say,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />How do I feel,<br />What do I say,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />How do I feel,<br />What do I say,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />How do I feel,<br />What do I say,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />How do I feel,<br />What do I say,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />How do I feel,<br />What do I say,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />In the end it all goes away,<br />In the end it all goes away.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://materialsolobueno.ticoblogger.com/">by MSB</a></div>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-32048330597163299082009-03-18T13:43:00.000-07:002009-03-18T13:53:25.305-07:00Cienfue - Mi Colombiana<center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dzlnE8emA7w&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dzlnE8emA7w&hl=es&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.myspace.com/cienfue"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">My</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Space</span></a><br /></div><br /><class=full post=""><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><class=full post="">es una dama en la mesa y una …. en la cama</class=full><br /><class=full post="">mi colombiana, mi colombiana</class=full><br /><class=full post="">si no la veo hoy entons la veré mañana</class=full><br /><class=full post="">mi colombiana, mi colombiana</class=full><br /><class=full post=""></class=full><br /><class=full post="">mi colombiana me quiere hasta mañana…</class=full><br /><class=full post=""></class=full><br /><class=full post="">yo se demasiado y ella nunca sabe nada</class=full><br /><class=full post="">mi colombiana, mi colombiana</class=full><br /><class=full post="">ella no fuma tabaco ella fuma marihuana</class=full><br /><class=full post="">mi colombiana, mi colombiana</class=full><br /><class=full post=""></class=full><br /><class=full post="">mi colombiana me quiere hasta mañana…</class=full><br /><class=full post=""></class=full><br /><class=full post="">y eso es todo lo que necesito</class=full><br /><class=full post="">hasta mañana…</class=full><br /><class=full post=""></class=full></div><class=full post=""><br /><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://materialsolobueno.blogspot.com/">by MSB</a></class=full></div></class=full>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-84793580431358517182009-03-18T13:05:00.000-07:002009-03-18T13:18:56.805-07:00La Torre de Babel - Los Tres<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3BRRkqjWfLU&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3BRRkqjWfLU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Una pieza locaza de estos chilenos. Del album <span style="font-style: italic;">Fome</span>, 1997<br /><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br />En la Torre de Babel<br />vivían cincuenta cigarros<br />vivían amontonados<br />hechos todos de papel<br /><br />Uno a uno alineados<br />todos muy bien formados<br />El más pequeño era aquel<br />y se llamaba Gabriel<br /><br />Tabaco fino, algodones<br />iban a ver el río<br />Iban cantando canciones,<br />muertos de frío<br />La pasión de Gabriel<br />era nadar en el río<br />Le contó de esto a su tío<br />que era un cigarro de miel<br /><br />Su tío que era muy viejo<br />no le puso reparos<br />y cuendo llegó el habano<br />forrado entero de café<br />"Dónde se metió Gabriel"<br />preguntó inquieto el habano<br />"Se fue con otros cigarros<br />a ver el río correr"<br />"No lo puedo creer.<br />Eres muy mal ciudadano,<br />pues tu sobrino y hermano<br />tal vez nunca pueda volver"<br /><br />Cuando llegó el habano<br />a la orilla del río<br />vió un pequeño cigarro<br />muerto, abierto & tendido.<br />Estaba todo mojado<br />sin señales de vida.<br />El tabaco se desprendía,<br />quedaba desparramado<br /><br />Tristeza, llantos, lamentos<br />reinarán desde hoy en Babel.<br />Se nos ha muerto Gabriel,<br />todo ha quedado en silencio.<br /><br />Solamente un buen fuego<br />puede dar muerte a un cigarro<br />pero si muere mojado es igual<br />que si a un hombre<br />lo mataran colgado<br />colgado<br /><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-54939882567355561202009-02-24T11:28:00.000-08:002009-02-24T11:36:49.403-08:00Modest Mouse - Float On<center><embed src="http://www.spike.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvbaseclip=2639775" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" align="middle" height="320"></embed> <div style="padding: 3px 0pt; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 448px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><a href="http://www.spike.com/video/float-on-modest/2639775" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 53); margin-left: 5px;"></a><a href="http://www.spike.com/channel/musicvideos" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 53);"></a><a href="http://www.spike.com/" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 53);"></a></div></center><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I backed my car into a cop car the other day<br />Well he just drove off sometimes life's ok<br />I ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what can i say<br />Well you just laughed it off it was all ok<br /><br />And we'll all float on ok<br />And we'll all float on ok<br />And we'll all float on ok<br />And we'll all float on any way well<br /><br />Well, a fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam<br />It was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand<br />Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands<br />Good news will work its way to all them plans<br />We both got fired on the exactly the same day<br />Well we'll float on good news is on the way<br /><br />And we'll all float on ok<br />And we'll all float on ok<br />And we'll all float on ok<br />And we'll all float on alright<br />Already we'll all float on<br />Now don't worry we'll all float on<br />Alright already we'll all float on<br />Alright don't worry we'll all float on<br /><br />And we'll all float on alright<br />Already we'll all float on<br />Aliright don't worry even if things end up a bit to heavy<br />We'll all float on alright<br />Already we'll all float on<br />Alright already we'll all float on<br />Ok don't worry we'll all float on<br />Even if things get heavy we'll all float on<br />Alright already we'll all float on<br />Don't you worry we'll all float on<br />All float on<br /></div><br /></div>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-58697046225567737842009-01-22T22:24:00.000-08:002009-01-22T22:24:47.365-08:00Puta - Extremo Duro<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlaxAP0QMIM&hl=es&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlaxAP0QMIM&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><div class="fullpost"><br />Casi que a la fuerza recorro las horas y no me encuentra el día si no encuentro su boca<br />diciendo ¡venga , venga, que me vuelvo loca!.<br />Y ando entre su pelo y hay un agujero;<br />me subo a las estrellas<br />y me tiro de cabeza.<br />"Subí al árbol más alto<br />que tiene la alameda<br />y vi miles de ojos<br />dentro de mis tinieblas.(...)<br />Nosotras no las vemos,<br />Las hormigas comentan.<br />Y el caracol: mi vista<br />sólo alcanza a las hierbas"<br />Que nada me interesa de alrededor<br />y me subo a lo más alto de la locura,<br />me encuentro a mi princesa hablando con la luna<br />echándose carreras a ver quién es más puta.<br />Que no me da la gana pasar media vida<br />buscando esa frase que tal vez no exista.<br />¡No me mira! ¿Y qué cojones puedo decir?<br />Mi perro ya no quiere la comida<br />y en mi cabeza paso el día buscándote.<br />Llego a tus rincones llenos de flores<br />y por mis esquinas llenas de colores<br />se ha desbocao la primavera<br />la noche entera.<br />Bebo de una fuente caliente caliente<br />y vuelvo a ver al hada que nunca me abandona.<br />Cuando no estoy contigo domestico las horas<br />y hago que den brincos y hago que corran.<br />Que no me da la gana pasar media vida<br />buscando esa droga que tal vez no exista.<br />¡No me mira el sol que no me mira<br />si no me viene a ver una sonrisa!<br />y se me sale dando pedales<br />sin mi permiso una lagrimilla.<br />Llego a tus rincones llenos de flores<br />y por mis esquinas llenas de colores<br />se ha desbocao la primavera<br />la noche entera.<br />Que nada me interesa de alrededor<br />y me subo a lo más alto de la locura,<br />me encuentro a mi princesa hablando con la luna<br />echándose carreras a ver quien es más puta.<br /></div>H3dichohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12794446657655301118noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-66130812501623851272009-01-22T10:22:00.000-08:002009-01-22T10:22:01.483-08:00Necesito droga y amor -Extremo Duro<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hr5u-xSqz3E&hl=es&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hr5u-xSqz3E&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br /><br />No me conoces, sólo son dos días<br />yo nunca doy un paso atrás.<br />Romper barreras quiero cada día<br />ya sé que no soy un supermán.<br /><br />No necesito alas para volar, prefiero LSD.<br />No necesito verte pa saber que no te olvidaré.<br /><br />Aguanto porque ya tengo con qué<br />fundir la nieve al paso de mis pies,<br />viviendo bajo el agua como un pez<br />no entiendo por qué me muero de sed.<br /><br />No sólo vivo del aire, necesito tu sudor.<br />No solo vivo del aire, necesito tu alegría.<br />No sólo vivo del aire y de ponerme noche y día.<br />No se lo cuentes a nadie: los camellos no me fían.<br /><br />Dirán<br />que apenas necesito respirar<br />y me salgo con la mía.<br />Será que apenas necesito respirar y me salgo con la mía.<br /></div>H3dichohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12794446657655301118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-65540273287732291752009-01-21T12:02:00.000-08:002009-01-21T12:16:51.394-08:00Pixies - Where is My MindUna canción incluida en el album Surfer Rose de 1988, disco elegido como el preferido de ya fallecido Kurt Cobain. Muy recordada por formar parte del soundtrack de la película Fight Club, para ser preciso en la ultima escena de la película. <br /><br /><center><embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/yt-_xQuDqFcrpY/pixies_where_is_my_mind_at_lollapalooza_05.swf" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"></embed><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/yt-_xQuDqFcrpY//"></a> - <a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"></a></span></center><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Oooh - stop<br /><br />With your feet in the air and your head on the ground<br />Try this trick and spin it, yeah<br />Your head will collapse<br />But there's nothing in it<br />And you'll ask yourself<br /><br />Where is my mind<br /><br />Way out in the water<br />See it swimmin'<br /><br />I was swimmin' in the Caribbean<br />Animals were hiding behind the rocks<br />Except the little fish<br />But they told me, he swears<br />Tryin' to talk to me, coy koi.<br /><br />Where is my mind<br /><br />Way out in the water<br />See it swimmin' ?<br /><br />With your feet in the air and your head on the ground<br />Try this trick and spin it, yeah<br />Your head will collapse<br />If there's nothing in it<br />And you'll ask yourself<br /><br />Where is my mind<br /><br />Oh<br />With your feet in the air and your head on the ground<br />Oh<br />Try this trick and spin it, yeah<br />Oh<br />Oh<br /></div><br /></div>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-70685560224719729982009-01-04T10:31:00.000-08:002009-01-04T10:40:52.202-08:00Under Pressure- Queen<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xtrEN-YKLBM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xtrEN-YKLBM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><div class="fullpost"><br />Mm ba ba de<br />Um bum ba de<br />Um bu bu bum da de<br />Pressure pushing down on me<br />Pressing down on you no man ask for<br />Under pressure - that burns a building down<br />Splits a family in two<br />Puts people on streets<br />Um ba ba be<br />Um ba ba be<br />De day da<br />Ee day da - that's o.k.<br />It's the terror of knowing<br />What this world is about<br />Watching some good friends<br />Screaming 'Let me out'<br />Pray tomorrow - gets me higher<br />Pressure on people - people on streets<br />Day day de mm hm<br />Da da da ba ba<br />O.k.<br />Chippin' around - kick my brains around the floor<br />These are the days it never rains but it pours<br />Ee do ba be<br />Ee da ba ba ba<br />Um bo bo<br />Be lap<br />People on streets - ee da de da de<br />People on streets - ee da de da de da de da<br />It's the terror of knowing<br />What this world is about<br />Watching some good friends<br />Screaming 'Let me out'<br />Pray tomorrow - gets me higher high high<br />Pressure on people - people on streets<br />Turned away from it all like a blind man<br />Sat on a fence but it don't work<br />Keep coming up with love<br />but it's so slashed and torn<br />Why - why - why ?<br />Love love love love love<br />Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking<br />Can't we give ourselves one more chance<br />Why can't we give love that one more chance<br />Why can't we give love give love give love give love<br />give love give love give love give love give love<br />'Cause love's such an old fashioned word<br />And love dares you to care for<br />The people on the edge of the night<br />And loves dares you to change our way of<br />Caring about ourselves<br />This is our last dance<br />This is our last dance<br />This is ourselves<br />Under pressure<br />Under pressure<br />Pressure<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-5925013133892923672008-12-02T09:19:00.000-08:002008-12-02T09:24:06.703-08:00Agressor - CorrosionBuen video de Nu Metal nacional... <br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYljD-lAo1o&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYljD-lAo1o&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-33053499386858011652008-11-04T14:36:00.001-08:002008-11-04T14:43:34.728-08:00Amplexus - El MañaneroUna de mis canciones preferidas del Grupo Evolución...<br /><br /><center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zgkjw6WbEqk&hl=es&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zgkjw6WbEqk&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br /><br />Todo un clásico...<br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br />Nos encontramos aquí por fin, <br />la tarde nos envuelve con fuego<br />sabiendo que mañana nacemos, <br />nacemos otra vez por ti. <br />Como soldados marchamos al mar. <br />Soldados que defendemos la paz y nunca hay comparación, <br />todo es por la diversión... <br />Me voy, me voy, me voy, <br />me fui en armonía con este lugar donde los cielos se unen al mar. <br />Esta es la vida que quiero llevar,<br /> es lo que siempre he querido salvar. <br />Somos fieles al planeta, al menos yo lo soy... <br />en una mano la galeta <br />el mañanero canta hoy. <br />Me voy, me voy, me voy,<br />me fui La vida es para vivirla <br />así Es lo más lindo que llevo <br />en mí es lo más natural que hay; <br />la sensación mejor, <br />mejor sentí; por mi pudiera morir. <br />Pero otra vez aún mejor; <br />esto es contacto con Dios;<br /> Nuestros espíritus en el mar, <br />por siempre vivirán. <br />Unos vienen otros se van todos tenemos que dar. <br />El mar por ti, senti, el mar por mi viví. <br /><br /><a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evoluci%C3%B3n_(banda)">Biografía </a><br /><br /></div>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-55962196844609258962008-10-29T14:37:00.000-07:002008-10-29T14:53:14.806-07:00Black Hole Sun - SoundgardenUn videazo!! de 1994 si no me equivoco<br /><br /><br /><a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Pulse aquí para bloquear este objeto con Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03686528065144571 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiSkyEyBczU&hl=es&fs=1"></a><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiSkyEyBczU&hl=es&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiSkyEyBczU&hl=es&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br />In my eyes, indisposed<br />in disguise as no one knows<br />hides the face, lies the snake<br />the sun in my disgrace<br />boiling heat, summer stench<br />'neath the black the sky looks dead<br />call my name through the cream<br />and i'll hear you scream again<br />(chorus)<br />black hole sun<br />won't you come<br />and wash away the rain<br />black hole sun<br />won't you come<br />won't you come<br />Stuttering, cold and damp<br />steal the warm wind tired friend<br />times are gone for honest men<br />and sometimes far too long for snakes<br />in my shoes, a walking sleep<br />and my youth i pray to keep<br />heaven sent hell away<br />no one sings like you anymore<br />(chorus)<br />Hang my head, drown my fear<br />till you all just disappear<br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-17571364278735944392008-09-17T19:58:00.000-07:002008-09-17T20:04:52.268-07:00Mein Herz Brennt- Rammstein<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a62yIi_Uwkw&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a62yIi_Uwkw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><div class="fullpost"><br />Nun liebe Kinder gebt fein acht<br />ich bin die Stimme aus dem Kissen<br />ich hab euch etwas mitgebracht<br />hab es aus meiner Brust gerissen<br /><br />Mit diesem Herz hab ich die Macht<br />die Augenlider zu erpressen<br />ich singe bis der Tag erwacht<br />ein heller Schein am Firmament<br />Mein Herz brennt<br /><br />Sie kommen zu euch in der Nacht<br />Dämonen Geister schwarze Feen<br />sie kriechen aus dem Kellerschacht<br />und werden unter euer Bettzeug sehen<br /><br />Nun liebe Kinder gebt fein acht<br />ich bin die Stimme aus dem Kissen<br />ich hab euch etwas mitgebracht<br />ein heller Schein am Firmament<br />Mein Herz brennt<br /><br />Sie kommen zu euch in der Nacht<br />und stehlen eure kleinen heißen Tränen<br />sie warten bis der Mond erwacht<br />und drücken sie in meine kalten Venen<br /><br />Nun liebe Kinder gebt fein acht<br />ich bin die Stimme aus dem Kissen<br />ich singe bis der Tag erwacht<br />ein heller Schein am Firmament<br />Mein Herz brennt<br /><br /><br /><b><i>Para los que no saben alemán, aquí esta la traducción a inglés. (No me incluyo a mi mismo porque yo mas o menos me la juego :D)</b></i><br />Now, dear children, pay attention *<br />I am the voice from the pillow<br />I have brought you something<br />I ripped it from my chest<br /><br />With this heart I have the power<br />to blackmail the eyelids<br />I sing until the day awakes<br />a bright light on the heavens<br />my heart burns<br /><br />They come to you in the night<br />demons, ghosts, black fairies<br />they creep out of the cellar shaft<br />and will look under your bedding<br /><br />Now, dear children, pay attention<br />I am the voice from the pillow<br />I have brought you something<br />a bright light on the heavens<br />my heart burns<br /><br />They come to you in the night<br />and steal your small hot tears<br />they wait until the moon awakes<br />and put them in my cold veins<br /><br />Now, dear children, pay attention<br />I am the voice from the pillow<br />I sing until the day awakes<br />a bright light on the heavens<br />my heart burns<br /><br />My heart burns<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-2271367335422230542008-09-05T08:37:00.000-07:002008-09-05T08:42:44.630-07:00Metallica - The Day That Never Comes<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mlahvvymkxc&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mlahvvymkxc&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br />Born to push you around<br />You better just stay down<br />You pull away<br />He hits the flesh<br />You hit the ground<br /><br />Mouth so full of lies<br />Tend to black your eyes<br />Just keep them close<br />Keep praying<br />Just keep a-waiting<br /><br />Waiting for the one<br />The day that never comes<br />When you stand up and feel the warmth<br />But the sunshine never comes, no<br />No, the sunshine never comes<br /><br />Push you cross that line<br />Just stay down this time<br />Hiding yourself<br />Crawl in yourself<br />You’ll have your time<br /><br />God I’ll make them pay<br />Take it back one day<br />I’ll end this day<br />I'll splatter colour on this grave<br /><br />Waiting for the one<br />The day that never comes<br />When you stand up and feel the warmth<br />But the sunshine never comes<br /><br />Love is a four letter word<br />And never spoken here<br />Love is a four letter word<br />Here in the prison<br /><br />I suffer this no longer<br />I put it into<br />This I swear!<br />This I swear!<br />The sun will shine<br /><br />This I swear!<br />This I swear!<br />This I swear! <br /><br /></div>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-30470357622771064382008-09-03T09:59:00.001-07:002008-09-03T10:01:56.147-07:00Queens Of The Stone Age: Feel good hit of the summerHola compas! A continuacion una cancion para sentirse bien!<br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><object width="325" height="244"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jw2qgL5yK_M&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jw2qgL5yK_M&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"></embed></object><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div id="comment_body_6oFAWjPbv80"> <div class="watch-comment-body"> Nicotine, Valium, Vicodin, Marijuana, Ecstasy and Alcohol<br />Nicotine, Valium, Vicodin, Marijuana, Ecstasy and Alcohol<br />Nicotine, Valium, Vicodin, Marijuana, Ecstasy and Alcohol<br />Nicotine, Valium, Vicodin, Marijuana, Ecstasy and Alcohol<br /><br />C-c-c-c-c-cocaine<br />C-c-c-c-c-cocaine<br />C-c-cocaine<br />C-c-c-c-c-cocaine </div> </div>El Cantinerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05305382583570063372noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-66597458527214535952008-08-11T09:20:00.000-07:002008-08-11T09:23:27.314-07:00Slipknot - Psychosocial<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wws7mnMewPw&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wws7mnMewPw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br />I did my time, and I want out!<br />So abusive fate!<br />It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant.<br />The reckoning, the sickening.<br />Back at your subversion.<br />Pseudo-sacred sick perversion.<br />Go to your classes, go dig your graves!<br />Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save.<br />Sinking in, getting smaller again.<br />undone! It has begun, I'm not the only one!<br /><br />And the reign will kill us all.<br />Throw ourselves against the wall.<br />But no-one else can see.<br />The preservation of the martyr in me.<br /><br />Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.<br />Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.<br /><br />There are cracks on the road we lay.<br />From where the devil fell, the secret have gone mad.<br />This is nothing new, but would we kill it all?<br />Fate was all we had!<br />Who needs another mess, we could start over.<br />Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!<br />Now there's only emptiness, burn elicit self threat.<br />I think we're done, I'm not the only one!<br /><br />And the reign will kill us all.<br />Throw ourselves against the wall.<br />But no-one else can see.<br />The preservation of the martyr in me.<br /><br />Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.<br />Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.<br /><br />The limits of the dead!<br />The limits of the dead!<br />The limits of the dead!<br /><br />Fate! Cannot catch this lie, (Psychosocial)<br />I've tried to tell you thrice! (Psychosocial)<br />Your hurtful lies are giving out. (Psychosocial)<br />Can't stop the killing, I can't help it. (Psychosocial)<br />If it's something secret. (Psychosocial)<br />Is this what you want? (Psychosocial)<br />I'm not the only one!<br /><br />And the reign will kill us all.<br />Throw ourselves against the wall.<br />But no-one else can see.<br />The preservation of the martyr in me. X2<br /><br />The limits of the dead!<br />The limits of the dead!<br />The limits of the dead! <br /><br /></div>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-77050903738755859402008-08-06T17:39:00.000-07:002008-08-12T11:10:02.345-07:00Break Stuff -Limp Bizkit<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThkzfsTyqAQ&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThkzfsTyqAQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">It's just one of those days<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">When ya don't wanna wake up<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Everything is fucked, everybody sucks.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">You don't really know why<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">But you wanna justify rippin' someone's head off</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">No human contact<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And if you interact your life is on contract<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Your best bet is to stay away mother fucker!<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's just one of those days!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's all about the he says she says bullshit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think you better quit lettin' shit slip<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's all about the he says she says bullshit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think you better quit talkin' that shit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's just one of those days<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Feelin' like a freight train<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">First one to complain<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Leaves with a blood stain<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Damn right I'm a maniac<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You better watch your back<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cuz I'm fuckin' up your program<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And if you're stuck up<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You just lucked up<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Next in line to get fucked up<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker!<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">It's just one of those days!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's all about the he says she says bullshit.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think you better quit lettin shit slip<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's all about the he says she says bullshit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think you better quit talkin that shit, punk<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So come and get it<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I feel like shit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My suggestion is to keep your distance<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cuz right now I'm dangerous<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We've all felt like shit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And been treated like shit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">All those motherfuckers, that want to step up<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope ya know<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I pack a chainsaw<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll skin your ass raw<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">And if my day keeps going this way<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I just might <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">break something tonigh</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">t</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I pack a chainsaw<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll skin your ass raw<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And if my day keeps going this way<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I just might break something tonight<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I pack a chainsaw<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll skin your ass raw<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And if my day keeps going this way<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I just might break your fuckin' face tonight<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Give me something to break<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Give me somthing to break<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Just give me stuff to break<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">How 'bout your fuckin' face?<br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope you know I pack a chainsaw, what? A chainsaw, what?, a mutherfuckin' chainsaw, what?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So come and get it<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's all about the he says she says bullshit.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think you better quit lettin shit slip<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's all about the he says she says bullshit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think you better quit talkin that shit<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Punk, so come and get it<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div>H3dichohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12794446657655301118noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-68013252904458620232008-07-27T13:03:00.000-07:002008-07-27T13:12:25.909-07:00Walk This Way- Aerosmith& Run D.M.C.<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmg1o7vUga4&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmg1o7vUga4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><div class="fullpost"><br />There's a backseat lover,<br />that's always undercover<br />and I talked till my daddy say,<br />said "ya ain't seen nothin till your down on a muffin,<br />and theres sure to be a change in way"<br />now theres a cheerleader, that's a real big pleaser<br />as far as I could reminice<br />and the best thing lovin' was you sister and your cousin<br />and it started with a little kiss, like this<br /><br />She start swingin' with the boys in school<br />and her feet are flyin' up in the air<br />singin hey diddle diddle with the titty in the middle,<br />and you swingin like you just dont care<br />so I took a big chance at the highschool dance<br />with a lady who was ready to play<br />it wasn't me she was foolin'<br />cause she new what she was doin<br />when she told me how to walk this way, she told me to<br /><br />CHORUS<br />walk this way, talk this way (x2)<br />she told me to<br />walk this way, talk this way (x2)<br />just give me a kiss...like this<br /><br />school girl sleezy with a classy kinda sassy<br />little skirt hangin way up her knee<br />there were three young ladies in a school gym locker<br />and I find there were lookin at D<br />I was a highschool loser never made it with a lady<br />till the boys told me somethin' i miss<br />then my next door neighbor<br />had a daughter, had a favour<br />and I gave the girl a little kiss, like this<br /><br />she start swingin' with the boys in the school,<br />with your feet flyin up in the air<br />singin hey diddle diddle<br />with the titty in the middle<br />I was swingin like I didnt care<br />so I took a big chance at the highschool dance<br />with the miss who was ready to play<br />wasn't me she was foolin,<br />cause she knew what she was doin<br />when she told me how to walk this way, she told me to<br /><br />CHORUS<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-77191419051741561852008-07-12T22:39:00.000-07:002008-12-11T10:17:07.010-08:00Mil Quilates - Marea<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJDPwbV2_rmquQlbATZIm3hRuzOgJJkpc6UJtf8K4_CkZJcagFowqphlwJaxyhmSFJfpZB7sPCiZewFe3VTXx7wKotINxgSDqkyFrBfOm777MNOiTUrDmwHuXMRjKv94rT9MXot_cabpBs/s1600-h/Marea-logo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJDPwbV2_rmquQlbATZIm3hRuzOgJJkpc6UJtf8K4_CkZJcagFowqphlwJaxyhmSFJfpZB7sPCiZewFe3VTXx7wKotINxgSDqkyFrBfOm777MNOiTUrDmwHuXMRjKv94rT9MXot_cabpBs/s320/Marea-logo.jpg" alt="Marea Banda" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222369837691514562" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Este un video improvisado de Mil Quilates de Marea<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_GEInsbsC0&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_GEInsbsC0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><div class="fullpost"><br />Menos azul y más negrura al agua pura sin color,<br />la polla dura congelada el arcón,<br />no quiero besos cuando empiece el tiroteo,<br />que el rechinar de los muelles de somieres cuando<br />quieren galopar,<br />es soneto y melodía y poesía de verdad,<br />y no tonterías del viento,<br /><br />dame marrón y llévate blancos de nieve y de encalar<br />le saco brilla a mi gatillo de danzar<br />y las caricias se las guardas a tus muertos<br />que no sabrán si verdean los cipreses o se oscurece el<br />coral,<br />si enrojecerán los meses de quererse levantar,<br />del rosa de los putos cuentos,<br /><br />son camaleones vestidos de oveja<br />los ojos traidores que enredan madejas<br />robando colores de los corazones de los que se dejan<br />pero del nuestro no,<br />que late tranquilo sabiendo que salen<br />detrás de sus hojas cientos de alacranes<br />que cuidan de que esté siempre en flor,<br /><br />mojo en el gris que es más añejo y nunca pedirá perdón,<br />que el cobre viejo me deslumbra más que el sol,<br />de tan raídos los vestidos que se pone,<br />y a destilar con los puños de alambique los tabiques<br />de este mar<br />y quedarme con la esencia, que es paciencia para andar<br />saliendo humo de los cojones,<br />son camaleones vestidos de oveja<br />los ojos traidores que enredan madejas<br />robando colores de los corazones de los que se dejan<br />pero del nuestro no,<br />que late tranquilo sabiendo que salen<br />detrás de sus hojas cientos de alacranes<br />que cuidan de que esté siempre en flor<br /><br />si despertar son mil quilates de gloria bendita,<br />mejor soñarme remendando velas marchitas,<br />que ya estoy harto de remar, compañera soledad,<br />de tu puerta hasta la mía.<a href="http://www.letrasmania.com/letras/letras_de_canciones_marea_15115_letras_las_aceras_est%C3%A1n_llenas_de_piojos_44511_letras_mil_quilates_481774.html">x</a></div>H3dichohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12794446657655301118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-6655331809173002972008-06-29T10:55:00.000-07:002008-06-29T11:07:21.585-07:00Du hast- Rammstein<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fLp63WBV-Ic&hl=en"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fLp63WBV-Ic&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /> Du<br /> du hast (haßt)*<br /> du hast mich<br /> (4 x)<br /> du hast mich gefragt<br /> du hast mich gefragt<br /> du hast mich gefragt,<br /> und ich hab nichts gesagt<br /><br /> Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet<br /> treu ihr sein für alle Tage<br /><br /> Nein, nein<br /><br /> Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet<br /> treu ihr sein für alle Tage<br /><br /> Nein, nein<br /><br /> Willst du bis zum Tod der Scheide,<br /> sie lieben auch in schlechten Tagen<br /><br /> Nein, nein<br /><br />*Note: This is a play on two German verbs: du hast (you have) and du haßt (you hate), spelled differently but pronounced the same way.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-78136968994992581172008-06-26T18:18:00.000-07:002008-06-26T18:26:41.833-07:00Billie Jean - Chris Cornell : Cover MaestroQuien iria a imaginarse que annos despues de que esta pieza de Michael Jackson fuera un exito rotundo, alguien llegaria a adaptarla de una forma tan perfecta en una balada rock? Pues bueno, uno de los exponentes mas importantes del rock de los ultimos tiempos, Chriss Cornell, lo hizo, y definitivamente, por lo menos de los covers que he oido me parece el mejor.<br /><br />En esta cancion este mae simplemente se raja, con un increible despliegue de "feeling" y una voz espectacular, aparte de que el cover en si, el arreglo , es una maravilla en terminos musicales. Definitivamente esta es de las piezas que logra que a este cantinero se le ponga la piel de gallina y una de mis favoritas definitivamente.<br /><br />Aqui se las dejo para que la disfruten! pura vida a todos!<br /><br /><div align="center"> <br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/epXN1eUkFGU&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/epXN1eUkFGU&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></div>El Cantinerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05305382583570063372noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-30982377724828433972008-06-26T14:11:00.000-07:002008-06-26T14:19:51.730-07:00Chico Granada - Carajo<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MflAy3Ldmks&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MflAy3Ldmks&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Excelente video!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.carajoweb.com">Página Oficial</a><br /><a href="http://www.myspace.com/carajoband">MySpace</a><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br />Chico granada, bastarda vida chingada,<br />su corazón no siente nada mas<br />que aburrimiento y negación.<br />hijo de la televisión,<br /><br />Original carne de cañón,<br />generación motherfucker.<br />oscurecida mirada,<br />entristecida su cara,<br />su herencia fueron la trompadas<br />que su padre le daba, por nada,<br />así fue como nació<br /><br />El hombre vengador.<br />tanta presión y dolor<br />soporta sobre sus hombros,<br />chico granada explota!<br />halcón que nunca voló<br />quedo atrapado en el lodo,<br />chico granada va a explotar!<br />ya se encendió la mecha,<br />ya comenzó la guerra, se acabo la tregua<br />y quien gobierna es la reina miseria.<br />parece un cuento de terror,<br />tan desolador,<br />mires por donde lo mires,<br />yendo de mal en peor.<br /><br />Peleado con su sombra,<br />descontrola y detona<br />mastica bronca y no la traga,<br />larga espuma por la boca.<br />fruto de una vida dura,<br />dinamita pura,<br />cagándose en todo, nunca piensa<br />y así actúa.<br /><br />Tanta presión y dolor<br />soporta sobre sus hombros,<br />chico granada explota!<br />halcón que nunca voló<br />quedo atrapado en el lodo,<br />chico granada explota!<br />chico granada va a explotar!<br />se enciende la mecha,<br />capullo que se marchito sin ver el sol,<br />se enciende la mecha,<br />no conoció la recompensa del perdón,<br />se enciende la mecha,<br />chico granada va a explotar,<br />se enciende la mecha. <br /><br /></div>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-64379342940649808082008-06-24T13:11:00.000-07:002008-06-24T13:17:18.660-07:00Mierda y Cuchara - Marea<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qjFh3iFQ3nc&hl=en"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qjFh3iFQ3nc&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br />Cuéntame, dime, ¿Quién te ha colgado el mar de las pestañas?<br />Y ahora dársena de estiercol se tornó la comisura de los besos.<br />Sed de limón, cimbrear como las espadañas<br />y en el hueco de mi espalda y la pared cuelga tu nido del revés.<br />Y cada huevo parido es nada y cada beso en la boca es nada.<br />Como si no hubiera pasado nada#<br /><br />Un reguero de luna será nuestra casa,<br />de esta luna tan puta de pechos de plata.<br />Será el arrullar de la libertad,<br />que tiene cogida pa ti y para mi en la goma de sus bragas.<br /><br />Cuéntame del llover, de los días de mierda y cuchara,<br />de la rara podredumbre del querer, cuando no falta de nada<br />porque sé que el saber no sirvió para dañar tus labios,<br />y que te sobra todo lo que va después, de yo te quiero y yo, también.<br />Y mi costilla arrancada es nada, y cada trino quebrado es nada,<br />que fuimos solos y seremos nada#<br /><br />Aguacero de soles caerá en nuestra cama,<br />que solo quiere amores de piernas mojadas.<br />Y dejarnos prender, que no es menester<br />ponernos en pie, tú como luna en celo y yo como una cabra.<br /><br />Regaré, sin querer, con silencio, estrellas, tu cuarto,<br />que no anhela más que el grito del papel en el que he escrito mi quehacer,<br />que nunca más servirá de nada si su tronido se qued en nada<br />cuando su savia ya no riega nada#<br /><br />Un reguero de luna será nuestra casa,<br />de esta luna tan puta de pechos de plata.<br />Será el arrullar de la libertad,<br />que tiene cogida pa ti y para mi en la goma de sus bragas.<a href="http://www.letrascanciones.org/marea/las-aceras-estan-llenas-de-piojos/mierda-y-cuchara.php"><span style="font-size:78%;">(x)</span></a><br /></div>H3dichohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12794446657655301118noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-28555258293336712972008-06-13T23:43:00.000-07:002008-06-13T23:44:36.771-07:00What's up people?- Maximun The Hormone<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/89trs7SZTrA&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/89trs7SZTrA&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />La letra ya viene incluida en el video así que desde ahi la pueden leer...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706587093871871302.post-75475915716994036512008-06-11T12:09:00.000-07:002008-06-11T12:27:10.728-07:00Carajo - El errorGrupo de Nü Metal, Punk Rock, Metal altenativo Argentino, formado en el 2000 por 3 integrantes Andrés Vilanova: batería, Hernán Langer: guitarra, Marcelo «Corvata» Corvalán: voz y bajo.<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjfUKO7vut0&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjfUKO7vut0&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Recomendado el cover de Hearth Shaped Box de Nivana en el <a href="http://www.myspace.com/carajoband">MySpace </a><br /><br /><a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carajo_(banda)">Biografía </a><br /><br /><br /><div class="fullpost"><br /><br />Esclava del error, la humanidad,<br />Por los siglos de los siglos estará<br />Desigualdad, desilusión<br />Ha florecido la maldad de su ambición.<br /><br />Pariendo su ansiedad insiste en rebelarse,<br />Sufriendo al ignorar donde se esconde la verdad.<br /><br />En cada falla habrás dejado<br />Un pedacito de terror<br />Y continuamos lamentandonos del error.<br /><br />Quien nunca morirá es el error,<br />Patina sobre el filo de la tentación<br />Si es bueno para mi, es malo para vos<br />¿será que en mismo lugar no caben dos?<br /><br />Cerrados al pensar que la verdad no existe,<br />Dejamos la ilusión llena de cicatricez<br /><br />En cada falla habrás dejado<br />Un pedacito de terror<br />Y continuamos lamentandonos del error.<br /><br />La vida endureció al tonto corazón<br />Llenandolo de espinas de valor<br />El tiempo se escapó, por donde nadie vio<br />Y quieren atraparlo para vengarse<br />Vengarse, vengarse<br />Vengarse, vengarse!<br /><br />En cada falla habrás dejado<br />Un pedacito de terror<br />En cada falla habrás dejado<br />Un pedacito de terror<br />Un pedacito de terror!<br /><br />Lamentandonos, lamentandonos<br />Lamentandonos, lamentandonos!<br /><br />Un pedacito de terror...<br /><br /></div>MSBCRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13762822768588190780noreply@blogger.com0