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 

Friday, September 9, 2011

Jesus is Completely Irresistible!

Song of Solomon 1

The Message (MSG)


1The Song—best of all songs—Solomon's song! The Woman

2-3 Kiss me—full on the mouth!
Yes! For your love is better than wine,
headier than your aromatic oils.
The syllables of your name murmur like a meadow brook.
No wonder everyone loves to say your name!

4 Take me away with you! Let's run off together!
An elopement with my King-Lover!
We'll celebrate, we'll sing,
we'll make great music.
Yes! For your love is better than vintage wine.
Everyone loves you—of course! And why not?

5-6 I am weathered but still elegant,
oh, dear sisters in Jerusalem,
Weather-darkened like Kedar desert tents,
time-softened like Solomon's Temple hangings.
Don't look down on me because I'm dark,
darkened by the sun's harsh rays.
My brothers ridiculed me and sent me to work in the fields.
They made me care for the face of the earth,
but I had no time to care for my own face.

7 Tell me where you're working
—I love you so much—
Tell me where you're tending your flocks,
where you let them rest at noontime.
Why should I be the one left out,
outside the orbit of your tender care?

The Man
8 If you can't find me, loveliest of all women,
it's all right. Stay with your flocks.
Lead your lambs to good pasture.
Stay with your shepherd neighbors.

9-11 You remind me of Pharaoh's
well-groomed and satiny mares.
Pendant earrings line the elegance of your cheeks;
strands of jewels illumine the curve of your throat.
I'm making jewelry for you, gold and silver jewelry
that will mark and accent your beauty.
The Woman
12-14 When my King-Lover lay down beside me,
my fragrance filled the room.
His head resting between my breasts—
the head of my lover was a sachet of sweet myrrh.
My beloved is a bouquet of wildflowers
picked just for me from the fields of Engedi.
The Man
15 Oh, my dear friend! You're so beautiful!
And your eyes so beautiful—like doves!
The Woman
16-17 And you, my dear lover—you're so handsome!
And the bed we share is like a forest glen.
We enjoy a canopy of cedars
enclosed by cypresses, fragrant and green.

Friday, July 29, 2011

I Am A Temple- John Mark McMillan

Deep inside me there's this burning that just won't let me go
You are my fire, You are my rightesnous, You are my rock and roll
I wish I could fit you down inside my chest, God
I wish that I could swallow you whole
I'd wrap you up in a blanket of my skin and you could call my body home

Cause I am a temple
I am temple
My body is a temple
I am a temple
I am a temple
I am a temple
My body is a temple
I am a temple
So what if I'm not worthy?
So what if I'm not worthy?
You have made me clean!

Well, I can't get over how quickly you recover the pieces of my heart as they shatter
Cause in your hands I am more than just a brand new man
And all my falling down now, well, it just don't matter

I am a temple
I am a temple
My body is a temple
I am a temple
I am a temple
I am a temple
My body is a temple
I am a temple
So what if I'm not worthy?
So what if I'm not worthy?
So what if I'm not worth?
You have made me clean

Thursday, July 28, 2011

City of Black & White- Mat Kearney

This whole city's black and white
Tell me what is your color
'Cause it'd be the same as mine

Faded greens and blue street lights
There's a red fire burning from the sea up to the sky

'Cause I don't want to wait until tomorrow
Tell you how I'll feel, the rest of my life
You don't want to waste another minute when you realize
Walking on the dark side of the evening
Maybe it was you that opened my eyes
Burning like a fire on the water
In the city of black and white
Won't you just stay
Won't you just stay

I'm on the top stair looking down
If you're climbing up to me
It's where the whole world wants to be found
Golden rings and coffee brown
There's a white flag waving
Where my heart is on the ground

'Cause I don't want to wait until tomorrow
Tell you how I feel, the rest of my life
You don't want to waste another minute when you realize
Walking on the dark side of the evening
Maybe it was you who opened my eyes
Burning like a fire on the water
In the city of black and white
Won't you just stay
Won't you just stay

Won't you just stay now where the light goes
Under a dark street, no one else knows
Take my hand I'll carry you, you can carry me

'Cause I don't want to wait until tomorrow
Tell you how I feel, the rest of my life
You don't want to waste another minute when you realize
Walking on the dark side of the evening
Maybe it was you who opened my eyes
Burning like a fire on the water
In the city of black and white
Won't you just stay
Won't you just stay

Won't you just stay now, stay now, stay now when light goes
Won't you just stay
Won't you just stay...

Monday, July 25, 2011

Touch- Natasha Bedingfield

I was tryin' to cross the street
When I tripped and spilled my coffee
On a man who yelled at me
And then walked off in a hurry

Now he's gonna be late for work
So he called his secretary
Said to cancel his appointment with the guy in the lobby

Who's been waiting for a while
And talking on the phone
Got invited to a party and thought he couldn't go

But he's here right now
Standing in my house
And someone turns the music loud

So we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)

Yeah we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)

Gonna party all night till the sun comes up
Cuz it feels like the world dissapears around us

When we dance
When we laugh
When we touch

I was planning out my party
Running errands 'round the city
Gorcery bags full of alcohol
And chocolate chip cookies

Saw a dress that was amazing
In the window of a boutique
So I went across the street
Then my heel broke and it threw me

I tried to catch my balance
But I was 'sposed to fall
It seems that spilling coffee
Was no accident at all

Cuz you're here right now
Sitting on my couch
Funny how it all works out

When we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)
Yeah we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)

Gonna party all night till the sun comes up
Cuz it feels like the world dissapears around us

When we dance
When we laugh
When we touch

Every choice we make
And every road we take
Every interaction
Starts a chain reaction
We're noth affected when we least expect it
And ten when we touched
And it all connected

Every choice we make
And every road we take
Every interaction
Starts a chain reaction
We're noth affected when we least expect it
And ten when we touched
And it all connected

When we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)

Yeah we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)

Gonna party all night till the sun comes up
Cuz it feels like the world dissapears around us

When we dance
When we laugh
When we touch

Ooo oo oo ooo
We touch

Ooo oo oo ooo
We touch

Ooo oo oo ooo
We touch

Ooo oo oo ooo
We touch

Sunday, July 24, 2011

O Tapeceiro

Tapeceiro

Tapeceiro
Grande artista
Vai fazendo o seu trabalho
Incansável, paciente
No seu tear

Tapeceiro
Não se engana
Sabe o fim desde o começo
Trança voltas, mil desvios
Sem perder o fio

Minha vida é obra de tapeçaria
É tecida de cores alergres e vivas
Que fazem contraste no meio das cores
Nubladas e tristes

Se você olha do avesso
Nem imagina o desfecho
No fim das contas
Tudo se explica
Tudo se encaixa
Tudo coopera pro meu bem

Quando se vê pelo lado certo
Muda-se logo a expressão do rosto
Obra de arte pra honra e glória
Do Tapeceiro

Quando se vê pelo lado certo
Todas as cores da minha vida
Dignificam a Jesus Cristo
O Tapeceiro.