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Redemption song - Bob Marley

Redemption song - Bob Marley Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the ´and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won´t you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
´Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
´Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it´s just a part of it:
We´ve got to fulfil de book.

Won´t you help to sing
These songs of freedom? -
´Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs;
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
Wo! Have no fear for atomic energy,
´Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it´s just a part of it:
We´ve got to fulfil the book.
Won´t you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
´Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs
All I ever had:
Redemption songs:
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.

Psycho Killer - Talking Heads

Psycho Killer - Talking Heads I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and
I can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire

Psycho Killer
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away

You start a conversation you can't even finish it.
You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?

Psycho Killer,
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away

Ce que j'ai fait, ce soir la
Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la
Realisant, mon espoir
Je me lance vers la gloire
We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they're not polite


Psycho Killer,
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer,
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...

Grandioso Pondal

¡Que barba non cuidada!
¡Que pálida color!
¡Que vestido, que longa
noncuranza afeou!
Quezais é algún malvado,
quezais é algún ladrón...
Miña madre, valédeme,
valédeme, por Dios;
quezais é algún minguado
que o xuicio lle mancou;
¡oh! ¡que vista tan brava,
chea de espanto e dor!
Non sei se me dá medo,
se me dá compasión;
parece un pino leixado do vento,
parece botado do mar de Niñóns.

Sinxela rapaceta,
non me teñas temor;
non son un vagamundo,
non son ningún ladrón:
xeroglífico ousado
do limo soñador,
vou, e, ignoto a min mesmo,
escuro enigma eu son;
se quezais estou tolo,
estou tolo de amor:
por eso as boas xentes,
pra onde vagante vou,
ó ver meu abandono
din con admiración:
parece un pino leixado do vento,
parece botado do mar de Niñóns.

Pensamentos insomnes,
turbulenta ambición,
propósitos de ferro
o ánimo nobre ousou;
de mil suidades fondas
o túrbido escadrón,
como a Luzbel, privara
do primeirio esplendor.
Son os bardos sapientes
que lei fatal lanzou,
soñadores e vagos,
da súa condición:
por eso eu a min mesmo
non me conozo, non,
e excraman os camiños
mesmos por onde vou:
parece un pino leixado do vento,
parece botado do mar de Niñóns.

Breathe - The Prodigy

Breathe - The Prodigy
Breathe with me.

Breathe the pressure,
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psychosomatic addict, insane.
Breathe the pressure,
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psycho,-somatic addict, insane.

Come play my game.
Inhale, inhale, you're the victim.
Come play my game.
Exhale, exhale, exhale.

Breathe the pressure,
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psychosomatic addict, insane.
Breathe the pressure,
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psycho,-somatic addict, insane.

Come play my game.
Inhale, inhale, you're the victim.
Come play my game.
Exhale, exhale, exhale.

Breathe with me.

Breathe with me.

Breathe the pressure,
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psychosomatic addict, insane.
Breathe the pressure,
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psycho,-somatic addict, insane.

Come play my game.
Inhale, inhale, you're the victim.
Come play my game.
Exhale, exhale, exhale.

Breathe with me.

Breathe the pressure,
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psychosomatic addict, insane.
Breathe the pressure,
Come play my game I'll test ya.
Psycho,-somatic addict, insane.

Come play my game.
Inhale, inhale, you're the victim.
Come play my game.
Exhale, exhale, exhale.

El yogur

El yogur

Es bonito comprar libros.

Una casa sin libros es muy triste.

Yo tengo setenta y cinco.

Solo enciclopedias, eso sí, porque los otros se desordenan.

Algunas tienen la portada de un solo color, otras, como la historia del fascismo y la enciclopedia del moderno pescador, son de varios colores.

El quiosquero me guarda los fascículos de las enciclopedias de colores que yo le digo.

All I Want - The Offspring

All I Want -  The Offspring yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Day after day
Your homelife's a wreck
The powers that be just breathe down your neck
You get no respect
You get no relief
You gotta speak up and yell out your peace

So back off your rules
Back off your jive
Cause I'm sick of not living
To stay alive
Leave me alone
I'm not asking a lot
I just don't want to be controlled
That's all I want
All I want
All I want
All I want

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

How many times is it gonna take
Till someone around you hears what you say
You try being cool
You feel like a lie
You've played by their rules
Now it's their turn to try

So back off your rules
Back off your jive
Cause I'm sick of not living
To stay alive
Leave me alone
I'm not asking a lot
I just don't want to be controlled
That's all I want
All I want
All I want
All I want

I've said it before
I'll say it again
If you could just listen
then it might make sense

So back off your rules
Back off your jive
Cause I'm sick of not living
To stay alive
Leave me alone
I'm not asking a lot
I just don't want to be controlled
That's all I want
All I want
All I want
All I want

Where Is My Mind? - Pixies

Where Is My Mind? - Pixies

Ohh, stop. 

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?

Way out in the water
See it swimmin'

I was swimmin' in the Carribean
Animals were hiding behind the rocks
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me to me to me

Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?

Way out in the water
See it swimmin'

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?

Way out in the water
See it swimmin'?

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah.

Stairway To Heaven - Led Zeppelin

Stairway To Heaven - Led Zeppelin There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

Bastante bonita

Me llamo Rosalba, tengo 27 años y soy bastante bonita. Debe de ser por eso que siempre tengo una polla en la boca. Desde cuando tenía 15 años los hombres en cuanto me ven se vuelven idiotas y en seguida quieren meterme la polla en la boca.

Eso me pasa porque soy libra ascendente libra, es decir que cuido mucho la estética. Pero también estoy naturalmente dotada porque tengo a Venus trígono con Júpiter, la talla cien de sostén y un par de muslos que se salen.

Al principio era fastidioso porque el cura que daba clases en mi escuela quería que le hiciese la paja el primer día era tímido el segundo un poco menos después se ponía cada vez más pesado y al final le dije que se fuera a pedirle perdón a la Virgen que le hiciera la paja y suspendí en religión.

Además por la calle me gritan hola chocho guapo ven a chupármela y yo de tanto se la chupo a alguno pero no a todos a todos no se puede.

Una amiga mía me invitó a ir con ella a trabajar en una peli porno te dan un millón al día solo tienes que hacer lo mismo que haces para aprobar en la escuela por ejemplo tocar un poquito a uno la polla con las tetas ven vamos te presento a Ivano.

I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For - U2

I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For - U2 I have climbed highest mountain
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

I have run 
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I believe in the kingdom come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
Well yes I'm still running

You broke the bonds and you
Loosed the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame
Of my shame
You know I believed it

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

Himno de Galiza

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Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana

Load up on guns
And bring your friends
It's fun to lose
And to pretend

She's over bored
And self assured
Oh no, I know
A dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out
It's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid
And contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us

A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yay Yeah

I'm worse at what
I do best
And for this gift
I feel blessed

Our little group
Has always been
And always will
Until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out
It's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid
And contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us

A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yay Yeah

And I forget
Just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess
It makes me smile

I found it hard
It was hard to find
Oh well, whatever
Nevermind

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out
It's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid
And contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us

A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido

Auriculares de rayos infrarrojos

Auriculares de rayos infrarrojos

Había invitado a Ilaria a mi casa para ver El exorcista.

Soy su amiga Stefania y tengo dieciséis años.

Pero me parece que su objetivo no era ver la película.

Creo que quería follarme. Y de hecho me folló.

Durante la publicidad me besaba, y a los diez minutos ya me había metido la mano entre las piernas, apartando las bragas para tocarme el coño.

Cuando volvía a empezar la película me cogía la mano y se la ponía en su lugar.

Cuando llevábamos un cuarto de película Ilaria empezó a tocarse abiertamente.

A mí me daba igual, yo sólo quería ver El exorcita.

Notaba que su respiración se hacía entrecortada, después empezó a maullar como una perra en celo.

Me levanté del sofá para subir el volumen.

Ilaria me dijo que pusiera un vídeo porno con Ron Jeremy, que El exorcita podíamos verlo en cualquier otro momento.

Estaba empezando a cansarme.

Le pregunté a qué había venido si no quería ver la película, puesto que a mí sí que me interesaba.

Me dijo que me quería y yo fui a mi habitación a coger los auriculares de rayos infrarrojos.

Enchufé el cable a la tele y no le hice más caso. 

Scream! - The Misfits

Scream! - The Misfits

Whooo
Whooo
Whooo
Screeeaaaaaammmmmmmmm

A chill runs up your spine
It crawls into your brain
The freezing touch of fear
It's drving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you scream
'til you scream

A chill runs up your spine
It crawls into your brain
The freezing touch of fear
It's drving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you scream
'til you scream
Scream
I can't wait to hear you scream

It's drving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you scream
Scream

I can't wait to her you
I can't wait to her you scream
I can't wait to her you
I can't wait to her you scream
Scream
Scream

Pensamientos

Pensamientos

Tiene unos ojos, Mary...

Cuántas veces he soñado con que le hacía doblarse en ángulo recto.

Después le bajaba las bragas y le rompía el culo.

Con una chica como esa me gustaría ir al cine a ver lo que sea.

Mary no es una degenerada como Ambra.

Mary es mucho más dulce.

Mary estudia filosofía.

Mary tiene el cabello rubio.

Mary no grita.

Mary tiene las piernas más largas que Pamela.

Mary no trata de robarle protagonismo a las demás chicas.

Mary me hace sentir la esperanza de un mundo mejor.

Mary me hace latir fuerte el corazón.

Mary es más guapa que Miriana.

Mary es muy reservada.

Mary tiene la sonrisa más bella del mundo.

Mary es piscis.

Mary habla tres idiomas.

Mary acabará con este aburrimiento sin fin.

Mary mira de reojo con sus grandes labios y yo me vuelvo loco.

Mary baila con mucha gracia.

Mary tiene la piel perfumada.

Mary es todo lo que poseo.

Nymphetamine - Cradle Of Filth

Nymphetamine - Cradle Of Filth Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A V of black swans
On with hope to the grave
All through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

Bared on your tomb
I?m a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl

Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt

Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance her to the moon
As we did in those golden days

Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay

Bared on your tomb
I?m a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the bind of your holiness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Sunsetter
Nymphetamine (Nymphetamine)
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl

Senna

Senna

Ayrton Senna era mi padre, ese padre que nunca tuve y que pasea por las favelas y que quema los ojos, como solo un nombre puede arder inmenso.

Ayrton Senna era mi escuela, una procesión majestuosa entre las naciones, la fuerza de llevar la mirada alta y de ser reconocible a pesar de la indistinta secuencia de camisetas y calles, palabras y semanas volcadas hacia algo que no entiendo, que no es mi vida pero que está simepre donde yo estoy.

Ayrton Senna era mi mujer y mi vida, todas las sonrisas que he mostrado casi abstrayéndome de la presión inaudita de las estrellas sobre las noches de Río, esas estrellas oscuras y lejanas, presagios de infinitas desgracias.

Ruanda

Ruanda

Como ahora tengo un televisor de veinticuatro pulgadas subacuático puedo ver Ruanda en el fondo de la piscina sin ningún problema sin que se descarguen las pilas. Puedo sacar la cabeza del agua y beber una naranjada San Pellegrino y volver en apnea a ver Ruanda.

Puedo ver Ruanda cuando voy por Milán en mi Cherokee Limited T.D. 4 x 4 ya que lo tengo equipado con lavadora radio televisión en el salpicadero puedo ver toda clase de muertos mientras aparco.

Ruanda es un río impresionante de trozos de cuerpos cortados a hachazos que en el telediario de la noche se ve claramente desde el helicóptero como una masa indistinta que se mueve arrastrada por la corriente.

Hay manos, pies, vaginas y troncos que chocan con espaldas, cabezas, piernas y cajas, espesándose por todas partes en composiciones que inmediatamente se deshacen en la corriente.

PAM

PAM

1. Pam en general.

El sueño de mi vida es ir a casa de un amigo y hacerme un montón de pajas mientras miro por la ventana pasar a la gente que va adonde coño sea. Entonces me tiro por el balcón y caigo. Después me despierto con la cabeza abierta y me levanto y me voy a hacer la compra al Pam.

Mi sangre en el Pam junto con el detergente blanco y el vino la limpia un tío o una tía con aserrín pasa la bayeta varias veces al día toda la gente que podría perder en el Pam desaparece y yo me siento un cliente normal con un carrito con una vida normal lo empujo y paso por allí.

Behind Blue Eyes - Limp Bizkit

Behind Blue Eyes - Limp Bizkit
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
 
And no one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
 
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do, and I blame you 
 
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain woe
Can show through 
 
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
 
Discover L-I-M-P say it
Discover L-I-M-P say it
Discover L-I-M-P say it
Discover L-I-M-P say it
Discover
 
No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated
To be defeated
Behind blue eyes 
And no one know how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies 
 
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
 
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
 
Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah
 
All the clouds
Oh they're gray
I'll stay if you go away
Concrete, tall as the sky
Movement, passing me by
And the blush
What a rush
Reminice
Cold crush
Next door, ear to the wall
All the tension, wait for the call
 
I wish, I wish
I wish, it was 
All that easy
I wish, I wish
I wish, it was 
All that easy