tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35727156736178917612009-12-29T20:00:14.548+01:00brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.comBlogger1007125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-83656618286142594012009-12-29T19:56:00.001+01:002009-12-29T20:00:14.555+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=0725926" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Radiohead - Karma police'); return false;"><b>Radiohead - Karma police</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Radiohead - Karma police" style="display: none;"><br />Karma police arrest this man<br />He talks in maths, he buzzes like a fridge<br />He's like a detuned radio<br /><br />Karma police arrest this girl<br />Her hitler hairdo is makin me feel ill<br />And we have crashed her party<br /><br />This is what you get<br />This is what you get<br />This is what you get when you mess with us<br /><br />Karma police I've given all i can<br />It's not enough<br />I've given all I can<br />But we're still on the payroll<br /><br />This is what you get<br />This is what you get<br />This is what you get when you mess with us<br /><br />For a minute there I lost myself<br />I lost myself<br />For a minute there I lost myself<br />I lost myself<br />For a minute there I lost myself<br />I lost myself<br />For a minute there I lost myself<br />I lost myself<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-8365661828614259401?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-39976871273614348822009-12-28T22:22:00.001+01:002009-12-28T22:27:17.940+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d029d6f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Vic Chesnut - Society sue'); return false;"><b>Vic Chesnut - Society sue</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Vic Chesnut - Society sue" style="display: none;"><br />...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-3997687127361434882?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-51748114676605912432009-12-27T17:41:00.001+01:002009-12-27T17:42:23.749+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=7c17c7f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br />recomanació del Kalessin.<br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Raphael - El tamborilero'); return false;"><b>Raphael - El tamborilero</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Raphael - El tamborilero" style="display: none;"><br />El camino que lleva a Beln<br />baja hasta el valle que la nieve cubri<br />Los pastorcillos quieren ver a su Rey,<br />le traen regalos en su humilde zurrn<br />al Redentor, al Redentor.<br />Ha nacido en un portal de Beln el Nio Dios.<br /><br />Yo quisiera poner a tus pies,<br />algn presente que te agrade, Seor.<br />Ms, T ya sabes que soy pobre tambin,<br />y no poseo ms que un viejo tambor,<br />viejo tambor, viejo tambor.<br />En tu honor frente al portal tocar,<br />con mi tambor.<br /><br />El camino que lleva a Beln,<br />yo voy marcando con mi viejo tambor.<br />Nada mejor hay que yo pueda ofrecer,<br />su ronco acento es un canto de amor,<br />al Redentor, al Redentor.<br />Cuando Dios me vi tocando ante El,<br />me sonri.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-5174811467660591243?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-33837918177536841032009-12-26T22:49:00.001+01:002009-12-26T22:55:04.520+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=dd4b8c3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Sandy Rogers - Fool for love'); return false;"><b>Sandy Rogers - Fool for love</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Sandy Rogers - Fool for love" style="display: none;"><br />He was born a fool for love<br />What he would'nt do for love<br />He's a fool, a fool for love<br /><br />She was six and he was seven<br />Used to send him off to heaven<br />When she said, you are my sunshine<br />The part he always liked the best<br />When she teased him with a kiss<br />And she said you make me happy<br /><br />You're a fool for love<br />What he wouldn't do for love<br />He's a fool, fool for love<br />Born a fool, you got to<br />Follow the rule, always a fool<br />A fool for love<br /><br />He grew up he didn't get much better<br />Tattooed underneath his sweater<br />L.o.v.e in blue<br />Seems he was never satisfied<br />Chasing girls like butterflies<br />Believin' every word they said was true<br /><br />He's a fool for love<br />What he wouldn't do for love<br />He's a fool, a fool for love<br />Once a fool, you got to<br />Follow the rule, always a fool<br />A fool for love<br /><br />Last time I saw him alive<br />He was standin' up on the bride's side<br />Yelling his objections at the groom<br />The blushing bride was my bestfriend<br />She turned around and to him said<br />Yes you were my only sunshine then<br /><br />You're a fool for love<br />What he wouldn't do for love<br />He's a fool, a fool for love<br />Born a fool, you got to<br />Follow the rule, always a fool<br />A fool for love<br /><br />He's a fool, fool for love<br />He's a fool, fool for love<br />Fool for love, he's a fool<br />Fool for love, he's a fool for love<br />Fool for love<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-3383791817753684103?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-72774534352237586922009-12-25T18:03:00.001+01:002009-12-26T22:56:15.098+01:00<object width="200" height="25"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sy9_JjLnmZI&hl=es_ES&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sy9_JjLnmZI&hl=es_ES&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="25"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Blink-182 - I wont be home for Christmas'); return false;"><b>Blink-182 - I won't be home for Christmas</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Blink-182 - I wont be home for Christmas" style="display: none;"><br />(Deck the halls with boughs of holly fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)<br />(Tis the season to be jolly fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)<br /><br />Outside the carolers start to sing<br />I can't describe the joy they bring<br />Cause joy is something they don't bring me<br /><br />My girlfriend is by my side<br />From the roof are hanging sickles of ice<br />Their whiny voices get irritating<br />It's Christmas time again<br /><br />So I stand with a dead smile on my face<br />Wondering how much of my time they'll waste<br />Oh God I hate these Satan's helpers<br /><br />And then I guess I must have snapped<br />Because I grabbed a baseball bat<br />And made them all run for shelter<br /><br />It's Christmas time again<br />It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year<br />I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer<br />You people scare me<br />Please stay away from my home<br />If you don't wanna get beat down<br />Just leave the presents and then leave me alone.<br /><br />Well I guess it's not cool to freak on Christmas Eve<br />Cause the cops came and arrested me<br />They had an unfair advantage<br /><br />And even though the jail didn't have a tree<br />Christmas came a night early<br />Causes a guy named Bubba unwrapped my package (hot damn)<br /><br />It's Christmas time again<br />It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year<br />I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer<br />You people scare me<br />Please stay away from my home<br />If you don't wanna get beat down<br />Just leave the presents and then leave me alone<br /><br />I won't be home<br />I won't be home for Christmas<br />I won't be home<br />I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)<br />I won't be home<br />I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)<br />I won't be home<br />I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)<br />I won't be home<br />I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)<br />I won't be home<br />I won't be home for Christmas <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-7277453435223758692?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-12030773352131221872009-12-24T18:06:00.003+01:002009-12-24T19:40:59.027+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ba0b331" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Rage against the machine - Listen sleep now in the fire'); return false;"><b>Rage against the machine - Sleep now in the fire</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Rage against the machine - Listen sleep now in the fire" style="display: none;"><br />Sleep Now in the Fire Lyrics<br />YAAAAAAAAA<br />The world is my expense<br />The cost of my desire<br />Jesus blessed me with its future<br />And I protect it with fire<br />So raise your fists<br />And march around<br />Just don't take what you need<br />I'll jail and bury those committed<br />And smother the rest in greed<br />Crawl with me into tomorrow<br />Or I'll drag you to your grave<br />I'm deep inside your children<br />They'll betray you in my name<br /><br />Hey, hey<br />Sleep now in the fire<br /><br />Hey, hey<br />Sleep now in the fire<br /><br />The lie is my expense<br />The scope of my desire<br />The party blessed me with its future<br />And I protect it with fire<br />I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria<br />The noose and the rapist<br />The fields overseer<br />The agent of orange<br />The priests of Hiroshima<br />The cost of my desire<br />Sleep now in the fire<br /><br />Hey, hey<br />Sleep now in the fire<br /><br />Hey, hey<br />Sleep now in the fire<br /><br />For it's the end of history<br />It's caged and frozen still<br />There is no other pill to take<br />So swallow the one<br />That made you ill<br />The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria<br />The noose and the rapist<br />The fields overseer<br />The agent of orange<br />The priests of Hiroshima<br />The cost of my desire<br />To Sleep now in the fire<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-1203077335213122187?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-69861692243433211252009-12-23T19:23:00.000+01:002009-12-23T19:24:42.163+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=19962dc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Serrat i Sabina - Penélope'); return false;"><b>Serrat i Sabina - Penélope</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Serrat i Sabina - Penélope" style="display: none;"><br /> Penélope, <br />con su bolso de piel marrón <br />y sus zapatos de tacón <br />y su vestido de domingo. <br />Penélope <br />se sienta en un banco en el andén <br />y espera que llegue el primer tren <br />meneando el abanico. <br /> <br />Dicen en el pueblo <br />que un caminante paró <br />su reloj <br />una tarde de primavera. <br />"Adiós amor mío <br />no me llores, volveré <br />antes que <br />de los sauces caigan las hojas. <br />Piensa en mí <br />volveré a por ti..." <br /> <br />Pobre infeliz <br />se paró tu reloj infantil <br />una tarde plomiza de abril <br />cuando se fue tu amante. <br />Se marchitó <br />en tu huerto hasta la última flor. <br />No hay un sauce en la calle Mayor <br />para Penélope. <br /> <br />Penélope, Letra de Penelope - Serrat Y Sabina - Sitio de letras.com<br />tristes a fuerza de esperar, <br />sus ojos, parecen brillar <br />si un tren silba a lo lejos. <br />Penélope <br />uno tras otro los ve pasar, <br />mira sus caras, les oye hablar, <br />para ella son muñecos. <br /> <br />Dicen en el pueblo <br />que el caminante volvió. <br />La encontró <br />en su banco de pino verde. <br />La llamó: "Penélope <br />mi amante fiel, mi paz, <br />deja ya <br />de tejer sueños en tu mente, <br />mírame, <br />soy tu amor, regresé". <br /> <br />Le sonrió <br />con los ojos llenitos de ayer, <br />no era así su cara ni su piel. <br />"Tú no eres quien yo espero". <br />Y se quedó <br />con el bolso de piel marrón <br />y sus zapatitos de tacón <br />sentada en la estación.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-6986169224343321125?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-24954553830277063472009-12-22T19:46:00.000+01:002009-12-22T19:53:57.944+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b8ade4a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('George Baker - Little green bag'); return false;"><b>George Baker - Little green bag</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="George Baker - Little green bag" style="display: none;"><br />Lookin' back on the track for a little green bag,<br />Got to find just the kind or I'm losin' my mind<br /><br />Out of sight in the night out of sight in the day,<br />Lookin' back on the track gonna do it my way.<br /><br />Out of sight in the night out of sight in the day,<br />Lookin' back on the track gonna do it my way.<br />Lookin' back<br /><br />Lookin' for some happiness<br />But there is only loneliness to find<br />Jump to the left, turn to the right<br />Lookin' upstairs, lookin' behind, yeah!<br /><br />Lookin' for some happiness<br />But there is only loneliness to find<br />Jump to the left, turn to the right<br />Lookin' upstairs, lookin' behind.<br /><br />Lookin' back on the track for a little green bag,<br />Got to find just the kind or I'm losin' my mind<br /><br />Out of sight in the night out of sight in the day,<br />Lookin' back on the track gonna do it my way.<br /><br />Lookin' back on the track for a little little green bag,<br />Got to find just the kind or I'm losin' my mind,<br />Alright.<br /><br />Lookin' for some happiness<br />But there is only loneliness to find<br />Jump to the left, turn to the right<br />Lookin' upstairs, lookin' behind.<br /><br />Pa pa pa pa pa pa ....<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-2495455383027706347?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-2037757382656633862009-12-21T20:07:00.001+01:002009-12-21T20:09:26.895+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e4f73fa" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Extremoduro - Bri bri bli bli'); return false;"><b>Extremoduro - Bri bri bli bli</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Extremoduro - Bri bri bli bli" style="display: none;"><br />Me acuerdo de tí<br />me cago en tus muertos,<br />no puedo dormir<br />me sueño que has vuelto.<br />Sueño con tu piel, me siento mejor<br />ya no tengo sed, ya puedo bailar de flor en flor,<br />me vuelvo a perder entre el edredón<br />me vuelvo a quedar sin sol, sin sol, sin sol.<br />De tanto pensar,<br />de perder el tiempo,<br />de tanto privar<br />por poco reviento.<br />Sueño con tu piel, me siento mejor<br />ya no tengo sed, ya puedo bailar de flor en flor,<br />me vuelvo a perder entre el edredón<br />me vuelvo a quedar sin sol, sin sol, sin sol.<br />Me coge de la mano<br />y yo me sueño con tu pelo<br />para estar tan colgado<br />hace falta echarle güevos.<br />Os regalo mis canciones<br />y me apuntan con el dedo<br />mira por dónde va el Robe<br />para mí que ya está pedo.<br />Me coge de la mano<br />y yo me sueño con tu pelo<br />para estar tan colgado<br />hace falta echarle güevos.<br />Os regalo mis canciones<br />y me apuntan con el dedo<br />mira por dónde va el Robe<br />para mí que ya está pedo. <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-203775738265663386?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-57695969068704824512009-12-19T12:42:00.000+01:002009-12-19T12:43:34.567+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=87115e6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Metallica - Master of puppets'); return false;"><b>Metallica - Master of puppets</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Metallica - Master of puppets" style="display: none;"><br />End of passion play, crumbling away<br />I'm your source of self-destruction<br />Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear<br />Leading on your deaths' construction<br /><br />Taste me you will see<br />More is all you need<br />You're dedicated to<br />How I'm killing you<br /><br />Come crawling faster<br />Obey your master<br />Your life burns faster<br />Obey your master<br />Master<br /><br />Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings<br />Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams<br />Blinded by me, you can't see a thing<br />Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream<br />Master<br />Master<br />Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream<br />Master<br />Master<br /><br />Needlework the way, never you betray<br />Life of death becoming clearer<br />Pain monopoly, ritual misery<br />Chop your breakfast on a mirror<br /><br />Taste me you will see<br />More is all you need<br />You're dedicated to<br />How I'm killing you<br /><br />Come crawling faster<br />Obey your master<br />Your life burns faster<br />Obey your master<br />Master<br /><br />Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings<br />Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams<br />Blinded by me, you can't see a thing<br />Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream<br />Master<br />Master<br />Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream<br />Master<br />Master<br /><br />Master, master, where's the dreams that I've been after?<br />Master, master, you promised only lies<br />Laughter, laughter, all I hear or see is laughter<br />Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries<br /><br />Hell is worth all that, natural habitat<br />Just a rhyme without a reason<br />Neverending maze, drift on numbered days<br />Now your life is out of season<br /><br />I will occupy<br />I will help you die<br />I will run through you<br />Now I rule you too<br /><br />Come crawling faster<br />Obey your master<br />Your life burns faster<br />Obey your master<br />Master<br /><br />Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings<br />Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams<br />Blinded by me, you can't see a thing<br />Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream<br />Master<br />Master<br />Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream<br />Master<br />Master <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-5769596906870482451?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-52281494498144294632009-12-17T19:47:00.002+01:002009-12-17T19:51:06.446+01:00<object width="200" height="25"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ikgNRCSifbs&hl=es_ES&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ikgNRCSifbs&hl=es_ES&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="25"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Masterplan - Crawling from hell'); return false;"><b>Masterplan - Crawling from hell</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Masterplan - Crawling from hell" style="display: none;"><br />On the edge of the galaxy<br />In the centre of Ara<br />I was sent to a planet to see<br />The war had just started<br />They killed in the name of God<br />Creatures of the Underlord<br />Praying with their hands of blood<br />And there was no surrender<br /><br />So long they waited for the secret sign<br />And they were branded by the mark of evil<br />Monsters and demons - crawling from hell<br /><br />I was trapped and I could not break free<br />In a place full of drama<br />It was meant to be peaceful<br />But their hate flooded over<br />And my soul was forever torn<br />Baptized in a battle storm<br />Illusion always strong<br />In the eyes of the pretender<br /><br />So long I've waited for the secret sign<br />And still I'm stranded in this land of evil<br />Monsters and demons - crawling from hell<br /><br />Monsters and demons - crawling from hell<br /><br />So long they waited for the secret sign<br />And they were branded by the mark of evil<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-5228149449814429463?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-82902450348934569682009-12-16T20:16:00.001+01:002009-12-16T20:19:01.708+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=a866d31" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Mikel Laboa - Izarren hautsa'); return false;"><b>Mikel Laboa - Izarren hautsa</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Mikel Laboa - Izarren hautsa" style="display: none;"><br />Izarren hautsa egun batean bilakatu zen bizigai,<br />hauts hartatikan uste gabean noizpait giûaden gu ernai.<br />Eta horrela bizitzen gera sortuz ta sortuz gure aukera<br />atsedenik hartu gabe: lana egiûaz goaz aurrera<br />kate horretan denok batera gogorki loturik gaude.<br /><br />Gizonak ba du inguru latz bat menperatzeko premia,<br />burruka hortan bizi da eta hori du bere egia.<br />Ekin ta ekin bilatzen ditu, saiatze hortan ezin gelditu,<br />jakintza eta argia; bide ilunak nekez aurkitu<br />lege berriak noizpait erditu, hortan jokatuz bizia.<br /><br />Gizonen lana jakintza dugu: ezagutuz aldatzea,<br />naturarekin bat izan eta harremanentan sartzea.<br />Eta indarrak ongi errotuz, gure sustraiak lurrari lotuz,<br />bertatikan irautea: ezaren gudaz baietza sortuz,<br />ukazioa legetzat hartuz beti aurrera joatea.<br /><br />Ez dadukanak ongi ahi daki euketzea zein den ona,<br />bere premiak bete nahirik beti bizi da gizona.<br />Gu ere zerbait ba gera eta gauden tokitik hemendik bertan<br />saia gaitezen ikusten: amets eroak bazterturikan,<br />sasi zikiûak behingoz erreta bide on bat aukeratzen.<br /><br />Gu sortu ginen enbor beretik sortuko dira besteak,<br />burruka hortan iraungo duten zuhaitz-ardaska gazteak.<br />Beren aukeren jabe eraikiz ta erortzean berriro jaikiz<br />ibiltzen joanen direnak : gertakizunen indar ta argiz<br />gure ametsa arrazoi garbiz egiztatuko dutenak.<br /><br />Eta ametsa bilakaturik egiaren antziduri<br />herri zahar batek bide berritik ekingo dio urduri;<br />guztian lana guztien esku jasoko dute sendo ta prestu,<br />beren bizitzen edargai; diru zakarrak bihotzik eztu,<br />lotuko dute gogor ta hestu haz ez dadin gizonen gain.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-8290245034893456968?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-53097485205405337182009-12-15T19:45:00.001+01:002009-12-15T19:56:24.472+01:00<object width="200" height="25"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqiRsezBfGE&hl=es_ES&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqiRsezBfGE&hl=es_ES&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="25"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Dire Straits - Lady writer'); return false;"><b>Dire Straits - Lady writer</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Dire Straits - Lady writer" style="display: none;"><br />Lady writer on the tv<br />talk about the virgin mary<br />reminded me of you<br />expectations left to come up to yeah<br />Lady writer on the tv<br />yeah, she had another quality<br />the way you used to look<br />and i know you never read a book<br />Just the way that her hair fell down around her face<br />then i recall my fall from grace<br />another time, another place<br />Lady writer on the tv<br />she had all the brains and the beauty<br />the picture does not fit<br />you talked to me when you felt like it<br />Just the way that her hair fell down around her face<br />then i recall my fall from grace<br />another time, another place<br />Yes and your rich old man<br />you know he'd call her a dead ringer<br />you got the same command<br />plus you mother was a jazz singer<br />Just the way that her hair fell down around her face<br />then i recall my fall from grace<br />another time, another place<br />Lady writer on the tv<br />she knew all about a history<br />you couldn't hardly write your name<br />i think i want you just the same as the<br />Lady writer on the tv<br />talking about the virgin mary<br />yeah you know i'm talking about you and me<br />and the lady writer on the tv<br />lady writer on the tv<br />talking about the virgin mary<br />yeah you know i'm talking about you and me<br />and the lady writer on the tv<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-5309748520540533718?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-40553811661529956132009-12-14T20:28:00.001+01:002009-12-14T20:29:56.697+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=faefa52" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Eric Clapton - Wonderful tonight'); return false;"><b>Eric Clapton - Wonderful tonight</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Eric Clapton - Wonderful tonight" style="display: none;"><br />It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.<br />She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.<br />And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"<br />And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."<br /><br />We go to a party and everyone turns to see<br />This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.<br />And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"<br />And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."<br /><br />I feel wonderful because I see<br />The love light in your eyes.<br />And the wonder of it all<br />Is that you just don't realize how much I love you.<br /><br />It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head,<br />So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed.<br />And then I tell her, as I turn out the light,<br />I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.<br />Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight." <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-4055381166152995613?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-65258333351151838672009-12-13T22:56:00.002+01:002009-12-13T23:00:37.158+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9011a06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br />bon concert ahir a les Corts.<br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Anna Roig i lombre de ton chien - Je taime'); return false;"><b>Anna Roig i l'ombre de ton chien - Je t'aime</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Anna Roig i lombre de ton chien - Je taime" style="display: none;"><br />Je t'aime, t'ho dic amb francès<br />si vols pots fer veure que no m'has entès<br /><br />Je t'aime, t'ho dic però ja ho saps<br />saps tot el que passa per dins del meu cap.<br /><br />Je t'aime, i sé que tu a mi, ho veig els teus ulls<br />t'ho estalvio dir.<br /><br />Je t'aime, i això hem fa feliç<br />saber que el que sento també<br />ho sents per mi!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-6525833335115183867?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-6858469041522564172009-12-12T20:00:00.002+01:002009-12-13T12:33:43.047+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ea1d327" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Recomanació de l'Anna.<br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Fermin Muguruza - Yalah, Yalah, Ramallah'); return false;"><b>Fermin Muguruza - Yalah, Yalah, Ramallah</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Fermin Muguruza - Yalah, Yalah, Ramallah" style="display: none;"><br />Haizea dator Jordan ibaitik<br />Soinua Mediterraneo itsasotik<br />Mohamed Al Durra umearen graffiti<br />Jamal, nire adina duen aitarekin<br />Posible al da bizitza berreraiki?<br />Baietz beste murru bat erori<br />Jerusalemgo bortan jendea adi<br />Damasko atetik helduko oihuari:<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!!<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!!<br />Allenderena oroituz, odola ematean<br />Zumardi handiak irekiko dira<br />Hortik pasatzeko gizaki askea<br />Jasotzeko gizarte hobe bat<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!!<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!!<br />Al Kasaba zineman<br />Woody Allenen filma<br />Melinda&Melinda<br />Eta Paradise, orain da<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!!<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!!<br />YALAH YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH…<br />Palestinan naiz jada<br />YALAH YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH…<br />Esan nuen eta itzuli naiz<br />YALAH YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH…<br />Apalkuntza amaitu da<br />YALAH YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH…<br />olibondoak nonahi<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!! HEY, HEY, HEY<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!! HEY, HEY, HEY<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!! HEY, HEY, HEY<br />YALAH YALAH RAMALLAH!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-685846904152256417?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-15681121078968282642009-12-11T17:49:00.001+01:002009-12-11T17:50:55.690+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=59669b0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Javier Krahe i Joaquin Sabina - Cuervo ingenuo '); return false;"><b>Javier Krahe i Joaquin Sabina - Cuervo ingenuo </b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Javier Krahe i Joaquin Sabina - Cuervo ingenuo " style="display: none;"><br />Tú decir que si te votan<br />Tú sacarnos de la O.T.A.N.,<br />Tú convencer mucha gente,<br />Tú ganar gran elección,<br />Ahora tú mandar nación,<br />Ahora tú ser presidente.<br />Hoy decir que es alianza<br />Ser de toda confianza<br />Incluso muy conveniente,<br />Lo que antes ser muy mal<br />Permanecer todo igual<br />Y hoy resultar excelente.<br />Hombre blanco hablar con lengua de serpiente<br />Hombre blanco hablar con lengua de serpiente<br />Cuervo ingenuo no fumar<br />La pipa de la paz con tú,<br />¡Por Manitú!<br />¡Por Manitú!<br />Tú no tener nada claro<br />Cómo acabar con el paro,<br />Tú ser en eso paciente<br />Pero hacer reconversión<br />Y aunque haber grave tensión<br />Tú actuar radicalmente.<br />Tú detener por diez días<br />En negras comisarías<br />Donde mal trato es frecuente,<br />Ahí tú no ser radical,<br />No poner punto final,<br />Ahí tú también ser paciente.<br />Hombre blanco hablar con lengua de serpiente<br />Hombre blanco hablar con lengua de serpiente<br />Cuervo ingenuo no fumar<br />La pipa de la paz con tú,<br />¡Por Manitú!<br />¡Por Manitú!<br />Tú tirar muchos millones<br />En comprar tonto aviones<br />Al otro gran presidente.<br />En lugar de recortar<br />Loco gasto militar<br />Tú ser su mejor cliente.<br />Tú mujo partido pero<br />¿Es socialista, es obrero?<br />¿O es español solamente?<br />Pues tampoco cien por cien<br />Si americano también.<br />Gringo ser muy absorvente.<br />Hombre blanco hablar con lengua de serpiente<br />Hombre blanco hablar con lengua de serpiente<br />Cuervo ingenuo no fumar<br />La pipa de la paz con tú,<br />¡Por Manitú!<br />¡Por Manitú! <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-1568112107896828264?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-42651393745788217742009-12-10T19:25:00.001+01:002009-12-10T19:28:58.104+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=823f55b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('La trinca - Coses de lidioma'); return false;"><b>La trinca - Coses de l'idioma</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="La trinca - Coses de lidioma" style="display: none;"><br />Vaja un embolic, jo t'ho dic,<br />coses de l'idioma;<br />un senyor petit i eixerit<br />de Santa Coloma<br />vol anar a Madrid decidit:<br />s'ha de viatjar.<br />Però el pobre home<br />fa temps que ha perdut<br />el costum de parlar en castellà.<br /><br />Si vol dir que el cotxe li fa figa,<br />ha de dir que el cotxe " le hace higo ".<br />I si li fa un pet com una gla,<br />" hace un pedo como una bellota,<br />señor, eso rai ".<br />Com que l'home és un somia truites,<br />senyors meus, és un " sueña tortillas ".<br />Ell es pensa que és bufar i fer ampolles.<br />I se'n diu: " soplar y hacer botellas,<br />señor, eso rai ".<br /><br />Vaja un embolic, jo t'ho dic,<br />coses de l'idioma ,,,<br /><br />Talment hi ha per llogar-hi cadires,<br />vull dir que " hay para alquilar sillas ".<br />El pobre home treu foc pels queixals,<br />i és que " saca fuego por las muelas,<br />señor, eso rai ".<br />S'ho romia i pensa: ull viu !<br />que en castellà se'n diu: " ¡ ojo vivo ! "<br />i per fi se'n va a escampar la boira,<br />vull dir que se'n va a " esparcir la niebla,<br />señor, eso rai ".<br /><br />Vaja un embolic, jo t'ho dic,<br />coses de l'idioma ,,,<br /><br />I com veieu, no hi ha res en català<br />que no es pugui traduir al castellà. Olé ! <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-4265139374578821774?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-44925975873327308042009-12-09T17:28:00.002+01:002009-12-09T23:20:47.528+01:00<object width="200" height="25"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRfpHnWwwdk&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRfpHnWwwdk&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="25"></embed></object><br /><br />recomanació de la núria :D<br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Maria Coma - Gat'); return false;"><b>Maria Coma - Gat</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Maria Coma - Gat" style="display: none;"><br />miaaaaaaaau<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-4492597587332730804?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-88797632738107763372009-12-08T16:57:00.001+01:002009-12-08T17:01:12.135+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b6f196d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('John Lennon - Woman'); return false;"><b>John Lennon - Woman</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="John Lennon - Woman" style="display: none;"><br />Woman I can hardly express,<br />My mixed emotion at my thoughtlessness,<br />After all I'm forever in your debt,<br />And woman I will try express,<br />My inner feelings and thankfullness,<br />For showing me the meaning of succsess,<br />oooh well, well,<br />oooh well, well,<br /><br />Woman I know you understand<br />The little child inside the man,<br />Please remember my life is in your hands,<br />And woman hold me close to your heart,<br />However, distant don't keep us apart,<br />After all it is written in the stars,<br />oooh well, well,<br />oooh well, well,<br /><br />Woman please let me explain,<br />I never mean(t) to cause you sorrow or pain,<br />So let me tell you again and again and again,<br />I love you (yeah, yeah) now and forever,<br />I love you (yeah, yeah) now and forever,<br />I love you (yeah, yeah) now and forever,<br />I love you (yeah, yeah)...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-8879763273810776337?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-58787993235875219882009-12-07T18:29:00.002+01:002009-12-07T18:34:40.988+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2ee63ec" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('David Bowie - Cat people'); return false;"><b>David Bowie - Cat people</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="David Bowie - Cat people" style="display: none;"><br />See these eyes so green<br />I can stare for a thousand years<br />Colder than the moon<br />It's been so long<br />Feel my love enraged<br />It's just the fear of loosing you<br />Don't you know my name<br />You've been so long<br /><br />And I've been putting out fire<br />With gasoline<br /><br />See these eyes so red<br />Red like jungle burning bright<br />Those who feel me near<br />Pull the blinds and change their minds<br />It's been so long<br /><br />Still this pulsing night<br />A plague I call a heartbeat<br />Just be still with me<br />You wouldn't believe what I've been thru<br />You've been so long<br />Well it's been so long<br /><br />And I've been putting out the fire with gasoline<br />Putting out the fire<br />With gasoline<br /><br />See these tears so blue<br />An ageless heart that can never mend<br />These tears can never dry<br />A judgement made can never bend<br /><br />See these eyes so green<br />I can stare for a thousand years<br />Just be still with me<br />You wouldn't believe what I've been thru<br /><br />You've been so long<br />Well it's been so long<br />And I've been putting out fire with gasoline<br />Putting out fire with gasoline<br /><br />See these tears so blue<br />An ageless heart that can never mend<br />These tears can never dry<br />A judgement made that can never bend<br /><br />See these eyes so green<br />I can stare for a thousand years<br />Just be still with me<br />You wouldnt believe what I've been thru<br />It's been so long<br />Well its been so long<br /><br />And I've been putting out the fire with gasoline<br />Putting out fire<br />With Gasoline<br /><br />Been so long<br />Been so long<br />Well its been so long<br />Been so long<br />I've been putting out fire<br />Been so long<br />And its been so long<br />Been putting out fire<br />Well it's Been so long so long so long<br />Yes it's been so long so long so long<br />I've been putting out fire<br />Been so long so long so long<br />And putting out fire<br />Been so long so long so long<br />Yeah yeah putting out fire<br />Been so long so long so long<br />Been putting out fire<br />Been so long so long so long<br />Yeah putting out fire<br />Been so long so long so long<br />Putting out fire<br />Been so long so long so long<br />It's been so long<br />Been so long so long so long<br />It's been so long<br />Been so long so long so long<br />It's been so long<br />Been so long so long so long<br />I've been putting out fire<br />Been so long so long so long<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-5878799323587521988?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-88861188167134803012009-12-06T16:31:00.001+01:002009-12-06T16:33:07.846+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=67bcbde" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Jack Johnson - Better together'); return false;"><b>Jack Johnson - Better together</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Jack Johnson - Better together" style="display: none;"><br />There's no combination of words<br />I could put on the back of a postcard<br />No song that I could sing<br />But I can try for your heart,<br />our dreams, and they are made out of real things<br />like a shoebox of photographs<br />with sepia-toned loving<br />Love is the answer<br />at least for most of the questions in my heart, like<br />Why are we here? And where do we go?<br />And how come it's so hard?<br />It's not always easy and<br />sometimes life can be deceiving<br />I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together<br /><br />Mmmm, It's always better when we're together<br />Yeah we'll look at the stars and we're together<br />Well, it's always better when we're together<br />Yeah it's always better when we're together<br /><br />And all of these moments<br />just might find their way into my dreams tonight,<br />But I know that they’ll be gone<br />when the morning light sings<br />and brings new things<br />for tomorrow night you see<br />that they’ll be gone too,<br />too many things I have to do<br />But if all of these dreams might find their way<br />into my day to day scene<br />I'd be under the impression<br />i was somewhere in between<br />With only two,<br />Just me and you,<br />Not so many things we got to do<br />or places we got to be<br />We'll sit beneath the mango tree, now,<br /><br />Yeah It's always better when we're together<br />Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together<br />Well, it's always better when we're together<br />Yeah, it's always better when we're together<br /><br />[MmmMmmmmMmm, Mmm MMmmM]<br /><br />I believe in memories<br />they look so, so pretty when I sleep<br />Hey now, and when I wake up,<br />you look so pretty sleeping next to me<br />But there is not enough time,<br />There is no, no song I could sing<br />and there is no combination of words I could say<br />but I will still tell you one thing<br />We're Better together<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-8886118816713480301?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-66297291705345256342009-12-05T19:18:00.001+01:002009-12-05T19:20:32.396+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=46cf26b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('The cure - Boys dont cry'); return false;"><b>The cure - Boys don't cry</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="The cure - Boys dont cry" style="display: none;"><br />I would say I'm sorry<br />If I thought that it would change your mind<br />But I know that this time<br />I've said too much<br />Been too unkind<br /><br />I try to laugh about it<br />Cover it all up with lies<br />I try and<br />Laugh about it<br />Hiding the tears in my eyes<br />'cause boys don't cry<br />Boys don't cry<br /><br />I would break down at your feet<br />And beg forgiveness<br />Plead with you<br />But I know that<br />It's too late<br />And now there's nothing I can do<br /><br />So I try to laugh about it<br />Cover it all up with lies<br />I try to<br />laugh about it<br />Hiding the tears in my eyes<br />'cause boys don't cry<br /><br />I would tell you<br />That I loved you<br />If I thought that you would stay<br />But I know that it's no use<br />That you've already<br />Gone away<br /><br />Misjudged your limits<br />Pushed you too far<br />Took you for granted<br />I thought that you needed me more<br /><br />Now I would do most anything<br />To get you back by my side<br />But I just<br />Keep on laughing<br />Hiding the tears in my eyes<br />'cause boys don't cry<br />Boys don't cry<br />Boys don't cry<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-6629729170534525634?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-69359203882971234002009-12-04T18:14:00.001+01:002009-12-04T18:21:23.244+01:00<object width="200" height="25"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jioqrdgK6xg&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jioqrdgK6xg&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="25"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('Amy Winehouse - What it is'); return false;"><b>Amy Winehouse - What it is</b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="Amy Winehouse - What it is" style="display: none;"><br />I can see you ahead of me<br />But I'm not always forward thinkin'<br />I tell you what you want to hear<br />It depends on what I've been drinkin'<br /><br />Cause everything I do or say<br />Makes it hard for you to stay<br />We both know What it is<br /><br />Now-a-days we talk too much<br />Like your forgetting all the good shit<br />You decide what’s wrong with me<br />I always used to let you say<br /><br />But now I like to think out loud<br />Your runnin' with some different crowd<br />We both know what it is<br /><br />I don’t know you anymore<br />Supposed 2 be the man<br />That I live my life by<br />And your attitude become a bore<br />And I'm so tired I cant even cry<br /><br />Mr Ultra sensitive<br />Ill never let myself forget you<br />Messed each other up you know<br />So Im sorry if I upset you<br /><br />tomorrow is another day<br />So Ill call you cause thats OK<br />We both know what it is<br /><br />I dont know you anymore<br />Supposed to be the man<br />That I live my life by<br />And you're attitude become a bore<br />And I'm so Tired<br />I can't even cry<br /><br />Relationship doesn’t remain<br />We resonate on different flames<br />I could cut you down again<br />If you were like all other men<br />If you were like all other men<br />I know that I could shut you down again<br />But my friend ,but my friend<br /><br />I don’t know you anymore<br />Supposed to be the man<br />That I live my life by<br />And your attitude become a bore<br />And I'm so tired I cant even cry<br /><br />I don’t know you anymore<br />Supposed to be the man<br />That I live my life by<br />And your attitude become a bore<br />And I'm so tired I cant even cry<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-6935920388297123400?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3572715673617891761.post-82622092954121445482009-12-03T20:20:00.000+01:002009-12-03T20:21:40.870+01:00<object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=bdeabbe" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://earenjoy.blogspot.com/" onclick="cambiar('The moody blues - Nights in white satin '); return false;"><b>The moody blues - Nights in white satin </b> (clica per veure la lletra)</a><br /><br /><div id="The moody blues - Nights in white satin " style="display: none;"><br />Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,<br />Letters I've written, never meaning to send.<br />Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before.<br />Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.<br /><br />'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.<br /><br />Gazing at people, some hand in hand,<br />Just what I'm going through they can't understand.<br />Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,<br />Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.<br /><br />And I love you, yes I love you,<br />Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.<br /><br />Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,<br />Letters I've written, never meaning to send.<br />Beauty I've always missed, with these eyes before.<br />Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.<br /><br />'Cos I love you, yes I love you,<br />Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.<br />'Cos I love you, yes I love you,<br />Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.<br /><br />Breath deep<br />The gathering gloom<br />Watch lights fade<br />From every room<br />Bedsitter people<br />Look back and lament<br />Another day's useless<br />Energy spent<br /><br />Impassioned lovers<br />Wrestle as one<br />Lonely man cries for love<br />And has none<br />New mother picks up<br />And suckles her son<br />Senior citizens<br />Wish they were young<br /><br />Cold hearted orb<br />That rules the night<br />Removes the colours<br />From our sight<br />Red is gray and<br />Yellow white<br />But we decide<br />Which is right<br />And<br />Which is an Illusion <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3572715673617891761-8262209295412144548?l=earenjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brufushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09116147849204213077noreply@blogger.com0