Thursday, July 25, 2013

Wildfire- John Mayer



River's strong you can't swim inside it
We could string some lights up the hill beside it
Tonight the moon's so bright
You could drive with your headlights out
'Cause a little bit of summer's what the whole year's all about

You look fine, fine, fine
Put your feet up next to mine
We can watch that water line
Get higher and higher
Say, say, say
Ain't it been some kind of day
You and me been catching on
Like a wildfire

Don't get up just to get another
You can drink from mine
We can't leave each other
We can dance with the dead
You can rest your head
On my shoulder if you want to
Get older with me
'Cause a little bit of summer makes a lot of history

And you look fine, fine, fine
Put your feet up next to mine
We can watch that water line
Get higher and higher
Say, say, say
Ain't it been some kind of day
You and me been catchin' on
Like a wildfire

I got a rock from the river in my medicine bag
Magpie feather in his medicine bag

Say, say, say
Ain't it been some kind of day
You and me been catchin' on
Like a wildfire

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

This Is What It Feels Like - By: Armin Van Buuren

Nobody here knocking at my door
The sound of silence I can’t take anymore
Nobody ringing my telephone now
Oh how I miss such a beautiful sound

And I don’t even know how I survive
I won’t make it to the show without your light
No I don’t even know if I’m alive
Oh, oh, oh without you now
This is what it feels like

Nothing to hold but the memories and frames
Oh they remind me of the battle I face
Without your love, without you I drown
Somebody save me I’m going down

And I don’t even know how I survive
I won’t make it to the show without your light
No I don’t even know if I’m alive
Oh, oh, oh without you now
This is what it feels like

And I don’t even know how I survive
I won’t make it down the road with one headlight
No I don’t even know if I’m alive
Oh, oh, oh without you now
This is what it feels like

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Tu Palabra - Marcela Gandara



Tu palabra es como aceite sobre mis heridas 
                                           
Es el agua en el desierto y el calor en el invierno 
                                     
Tu palabra es la voz que me habla en la mañana 
                               
Es mi consejo cada dia y en las pruebas 
           
quien me guia 


                           
Podria estar perdido como naufrago en el mar 
                           
Y aun perderlo todo hasta el aliento 
                                       
Podria estar hambriento como un niño sin hogar 
                               
Pero yo se que tu palabra siempre a Mi  
          
Me sostendrá 

                                   
Tu palabra es como dulce miel para mis labios 
                                         
Es la perfecta melodía que me deleita cada dia 
                                   
Tu palabra es mi refugio en medio de las pruebas 
                       
En la tristeza es mi alegria 
                   
En soledad mi compañía 


              
Me sontedra 
                 
Tu pabra señor 
         
Tu palabra 
               
Siempre me sostendra