No, quien crea que va a ver un video "divertido", está equivocado. Copio y pego:
En estado grave un menor de 16 años al que otros le introdujeron aire por el ano
Los hechos ocurrieron en el taller del padre de uno de los implicados
La investigación apunta a que hay un responsable y dos testigos
Europa Press | Jaén
Actualizado miércoles 09/12/200914:08 horas
Un menor permanece en estado estable dentro de la gravedad después de que otros jóvenes le introdujeran aire a presión de UN COMPRESOR de los que se usa para las ruedas de camiones por el ano.
Fuentes sanitarias han explicado que la víctima, de 16 años de edad, se encuentra en la Unidad de Cuidados Intensivos (UCI) del hospital Médico-Quirúrgico de Jaén. Según ha explicado este miércoles el padre, el chaval, Francisco Javier, ha pasado la noche estable y no tiene fiebre, "aunque, esperanza, ninguna":
El menor llegó al complejo hospitalario jienense el viernes, con varios órganos afectados a causa de la descarga de aire a presión dentro de su cuerpo y, acto seguido, le intervinieron quirúrgicamente de una peritonitis. Más concretamente, como consecuencia del suceso, los facultativos han tenido que extirparle el bazo y parte de los intestinos. Además, tiene afectados el hígado y un riñón.
Los hechos se desarrollaron en la misma tarde del viernes en la localidad de Valdepeñas y, a tal efecto, la Guardia Civil y el juzgado han abierto una investigación para aclarar los extremos de este suceso, en el que por el momento no se ha practicado detención alguna, según precisó el Instituto Armado. Al parecer, el suceso es consecuencia de una macabra "broma".
Según han explicado los amigos de Francisco Javier, todo fue producto de una broma que se les ocurrió cuando se encontraban en el taller del padre de uno de ellos.
Según las primeras investigaciones, hay un responsable del suceso y dos testigos. Los padres de la víctima, de momento, no descartan emprender acciones legales por lo sucedido.
No quiero sonar a mi madre, pero ésto, antes de Jackass, no ocurría. ¿Qué generación de gilipollas estamos criando/creando? Sin palabras, te lo juro.
Fuente: El Mundo. No, no es que yo ahora lea el Mundo, diosmelibre...
No sé por qué se me he venido ahora este pedazo de canción a la cabeza, y he sentido la necesidad de compartirla.
Peter Gabriel "Mercy Street"
Looking down on empty streets, all she can see Are the dreams all made solid Are the dreams all made real
All of the buildings, all of those cars Were once just a dream In somebody's head
She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam She pictures a soul With no leak at the seam
Lets take the boat out Wait until darkness Let's take the boat out Wait until darkness comes
Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey Nowhere in the suburbs In the cold light of day
There in the midst of it so alive and alone Words support like bone
Dreaming of mercy st. Wear your inside out Dreaming of mercy In your daddy('s arms again Dreaming of mercy st. 'swear they moved that sign Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms
Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth Tugging at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box To the priest-he's the doctor He can handle the shocks
Dreaming of the tenderness-the tremble in the hips Of kissing Mary's lips
Dreaming of mercy st. Wear your insides out Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms again Dreaming of mercy st. 'swear they moved that sign Looking for mercy In your daddy's arms
Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
Anne, with her father is out in the boat Riding the water Riding the waves on the sea
Que síiii, que vaaale, que soy un descastao, y que os tengo olvidaos y todo lo que me querais decir, pero es que os juro que últimamente me resulta taaan complicado encontrar algo interesante que decir...
Así que pa decir tonterías, mejor las cuelgo.
"I say a little prayer"
¡Me encantan los osetes haciendo bonderías pa colgarlas en YouTube! Porque están de moda desde hace unos años, te lo digo. ¿Que no os lo creéis? Oye, entrad en el BearLOL (el enlace está por ahí abajo, a la derecha)
Y hablando de todo un poco... Al de en medio me lo comía con patatas. Y sin patatas también, así en crudo. Con su barriguita y tó. Hale.
A todas aquellas almas cándidas que hayais decidido venir este finde a vivir el Orgullo Gay en Madrid...
- Estamos pasando por una bonita ola de la caló de la leshe. Máximas de alrededor de 35 (es decir, 43 en el termómetro de Cibeles) y mínimas nocturnas de más o menos 20. Sí, 20 grados en Tenerife en la playita tomando el sol es cojonudo. En Madrid, tirao en la cama a las 3 in the morning o'clock, es como tumbarse en la cocina lagüela. Que lo sepas, Meri.
- Metro de Madrid informa: este tren no realizará parada en la estación de Chueca por... "aglomeración de gente" (andén vacío, vacío, vacío... lo juro, que lo he visto yo con estos ojitos que se han de comer los anélidos). Enigüei, que éso significa que hay colas de 1 hora y 3/4 para sentarse en una terraza donde cobran 3,50 por decirte "buenas tardes".
- La mani, como siempre, a las 6 de la tarde. Y la Puerta de Alcalá da sombra como a 60. Que parece mu grande la joía, pero no.
Sé que no es bonita manera de volver después de este descanso (merecido), pero tenía que comentarlo: hoy han muerto Farrah Fawcett y Michael Jackson. Nefasto día para los fans. Los dos fueron casi masacrados por su fama, vivieron esplendor y gloria y también pasaron por crítica y desfase. Se hundieron sus carreras por historias que nada tenían que ver con sus trabajos, pero nunca dejaron de ser quienes eran: una rubia natural bellísima con más talento del que parecía y un blanco teñido que escondió detrás de su cara de plástico a un músico genial e inimitable. Descansen en paz.
Pincha aquí para ver otra obra maestra del video-clip.
Hale, que me da tiempo a colar una última entrada este mes.
Nena "99 Luftballons" (International Remix)
Hast Du etwas Zeit für mich Dann singe ich ein Lied für Dich Von 99 Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Denkst Du vielleicht grad' an mich Dann singe ich ein Lied für Dich Von 99 Luftballons Und dass sowas von sowas kommt
99 Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Hielt man fuer UFOs aus dem All Darum schickte ein General Eine Fliegerstaffel hinterher Alarm zu geben, wenn es so war Dabei war da am Horizont Nur 99 Luftballons Nur 99 Luftballons
99 Decision Street 99 ministers meet To worry, worry, super-scurry Call the troops out in a hurry This is what we've waited for. This is it boys, this is war The president is on the line As 99 red balloons go by
99 Knights of the air Ride super-high-tech jet fighters Everyone's a superhero Everyone's a Captain Kirk With orders to identify To clarify and classify Scramble in the summer sky As 99 red balloons go by
99 dreams I have had In every one a red balloon It's all over and I'm standing pretty In this dust that was a city If I could find a souvenir Just to prove the world was here And here is a red balloon I think of you and let it go
99 red balloons floating in the summer sky Panic bells, it's red alert There's something here from somewhere else The war machine springs to life Opens up one eager eye Focusing it on the sky Where 99 red balloons go by 99 luftballons 99 luftballons
Y más, MÁS, ¡¡¡MÁAAASS!!! Éso sí, desde ya aviso: infumable para los que odiais los remixes... XD
Madonna "Drowned world / Substitute for love" (BT & Sasha Bucklodge Ashram Mix)
I traded fame for love Without a second thought It all became a silly a game Somethings cannot be bought I got exactly what I asked for Wanted it so badly Running, rushing back for more I suffered fools so gladly And now I find I've changed my mind
Mmmmm, ooohhh, mmmmm Famous faces, far off places Trinkets I can buy No handsome stranger, heady danger Drug that I can try No ferris wheel, no heart to steal No laughter in the dark No one-night stand, no far-off land No fire that I can spark The face of you My substitute for love My substitute for love Mmmmm, mmmmm Should I wait for you My substitute for love My substitute for love
The face of you My substitute for love My substitute for love Mmmmm, mmmmm Should I wait for you My substitute for love My substitute for love
Y como en breve me voy a la playita unos días a de sudá y de sudá, aquí va una de higiene corporal:
Toma ya temazo. El original, y esta copia también:
Bomb the Bass featuring Maureen Walsh "Say a little prayer" (Album Version)
The moment I wake up Before I put on my make up I say a little prayer for you And while combing my hair, now And wondering what dress to wear, now I say a little prayer for you Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart And I will love you Forever and ever, we never will part Oh, how I love you Together, together, that's how it must be To live without you Would only bring heartbreak for me
I run for the bus, dear While running I think of us, dear I say a little prayer for you And at work, I just take time And all through my coffee break time I say a little prayer for you Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart And I will love you Forever and ever, we never will part Oh, how I love you Together, together, that's how it must be To live without you Would only bring heartbreak for me
My darling, believe me For me, there is no one but you Please, love me true I'm in love with you Answer my prayer, babe Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart And I will love you Forever and ever, we never will part Oh, how I love you Together, together, that's how it must be To live without you Would only mean heartbreak for me My darling, believe me For me there is no one but you Please, love me true I'm in love with you Answer my prayer, babe Say you'll love me too Answer my prayer, now, babe Answer it right now, babe Say you'll love me too
Y ella... Madonna "Nobody knows me" (DJ Millennium's Closed Minded Mix 2)
I've had so many lives Since I was a child And I realise How many times I've died I'm not that kind of guy Sometimes I feel shy I think I can fly Closer to the sky
No one's telling you how to live your life But it's a setup until you're fed up
This world is not so kind People trap your mind It's so hard to find Someone to admire
I… I sleep much better at night I feel closer to the light Now I'm gonna try To improve my life
No one's telling you how to live your life But it's a setup until you're fed up It's no good when you're misunderstood But why should I care? What the world thinks of me Won't let a stranger Give me a social disease Nobody, nobody knows me Nobody knows me Nobody knows me Like you know me Nobody knows me Nobody knows me Nobody knows me Like-Like you know me like-like-like
No one's telling me how to live my life But it's a setup, and I'm just fed up It's no good when you're misunderstood But why should I care? What the world thinks of me Won't let a stranger Give me a social disease Like-like-like
I don't want no lies I don't watch TV I don't waste my time Won't read a magazine I don't want no lies I don't watch TV I don't waste my time Won't read a magazine I don't want no lies I don't watch TV I don't waste my time Won't read a magazine I don't want no lies I don't watch TV I don't waste my time Won't read a magazine
I… I sleep much better at night I feel closer to the light Now I'm gonna try To improve my life Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody knows me Nobody knows me Nobody knows me Like you know me Nobody knows me (It's no fun but the damage is done) Nobody knows me Nobody knows me Like, like you know me (Don't want your social disease) Like you know me Like you know me Like you know me Like you know me (Don't want your social disease)
Nobody knows me - I don't want no lies Nobody knows me - I don't watch TV Nobody knows me - I don't waste my time Like you know me - Won't read a magazine Don't want your social disease
Esta semana se me ha ido la pinza. Parreglarlo, un clasicazo 80ero, de los primeros que triunfaron a mil copiando a otros.
Marx & Spencer "Stay" (Extended Version)
People stay, just a little bit longer We wanna play just a little bit longer Now if your mother don't mind and your union don't mind can't we take a little time can't we leave it all behind and sing one more song
Oh won't you stay just a little bit longer please please please say you will, say you will
Oh won't you stay just a little bit longer oh oh please please stay just a little bit more Just a little bit more Now your mother don't mind and your brothers don't mind can't we take a little time can't we leave it all behind and sing one more song Oh won't you stay just a little bit longer please please please say you will Say you will 'Cause your mother won't mind and your union don't mind can't we take a little time can't we leave it all behind and sing.
Bueno, me he sacado la letra de la manga, así que si algo suena raro, ya sabeis por qué. No voy a dejar de recordar antiguos capítulos musicales de este vuestro blog. Aquí, otro cover fantásticamente 80ero.
Y más Madonna, clarostá, porque el tema se va acercando... ¡2 mesecitos! ;)
Madonna "Music" (Dave Aude Vocal Mix)
Music... music... music... music... (x4)
Music makes the people come together Boogie-woogie
Hey Mister D.J. put a record on I wanna dance with my baby And when the music starts I never wanna stop It's gonna drive me crazy
Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like my Acid Rock Music makes the people come together Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels Music makes the people come together (yeah) Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels boogie-woogie boogie-woogie boogie-woogie boogie-woogie
Don't think of yesterday and don't look at the clock I like to boogie-woogie It's like ridin' on the wind And it never goes away Touches everything I'm in Got to have it every day Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like my Acid Rock Music makes the people come together Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels Music makes the people come together (yeah) Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels
Music... music... music... music... (x4)
And when the music starts I never wanna stop It's gonna drive me crazy - drive me crazy - drive me crazy - drive me crazy And when the music starts I never wanna stop It's gonna drive me crazy - drive me crazy - drive me crazy - drive me crazy And when the music starts I never wanna stop It's gonna drive me crazy - drive me crazy - drive me crazy - drive me crazy Music... music... music... music... (x8) Music makes the people come together Music makes the people come together Music makes the people come together (yeah) Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels
Y éstos, hale, a cantá y a bailá, que son dos días!
Como se la chupes a mi novio te muerdo, játetúloquetedigo.
Eeeereees túuuu como el aaguaa de mii fueeeeeeenteeee
Donna Summer "Love is in control (Finger on the trigger)" (Extended Version)
(I've) hung around with big shots never knew love was in the sights I guess I missed the target caught up in a different line of fire But I know since I've been aiming for the sweetness in your soul your name is on the bullet and it's gettin' ready to explode. There's been a change inside my life and I just wanna let you know (Baby) I've got my finger on the trigger (let's have some fun) (a won't cha be my) love is in control (my number one) I've got my finger on the trigger I ain't lettin' go (Baby) I've got my finger on the trigger (let's have some fun) (a won't cha be my) love is in control (my number one) I've got my finger on the trigger I ain't lettin' go Baby, let's have some fun a won't cha be my, my number one
Mama used to tell me girl, you better load your gun up right she said ya, ya gotta come out smokin' hit it with your best shot every time Well I didn't understand her 'til you walked right into range I saw your love at twenty paces and I knew I'd won the game you better raise your heart up high or love will blow you right away I've got my finger on the trigger love is in control I've got my finger on the trigger I ain't lettin' go I've got my finger on the trigger love is in control I've got my finger on the trigger I ain't lettin' go
Leave off that safety catch there ain't no risk we're gonna have some fun I've got cha, love's begun so stay with me until the mornin' sun Leave off that safety catch there ain't no risk we're gonna have some fun I've got cha, love's begun so stay with me until the mornin' sun You're superbullet number one
Baby, let's have some fun a won't cha be my, my number one Baby, let's have some fun a won't cha be my, my number one
Baby, let's have some fun a won't cha be my, my number one Baby, let's have some fun a won't cha be my, my number one I've got my finger on the trigger love is in control I've got my finger on the trigger I ain't lettin' go Baby, let's have some fun a won't cha be my, my number one
Mama used to tell me girl, you better load your gun up right she said ya, ya gotta come out smokin' hit it with your best shot every time Well I didn't understand her 'til you walked right into range I saw your love at twenty paces and I knew I'd won the game you better raise your heart up high or love will blow you right away (Baby) I've got my finger on the trigger -say it, watch out baby- (let's have some fun) (a won't cha be my) love is in control - watch out, watch out (my number one) (Baby) I've got my finger on the trigger -one more time- (let's have some fun) (a won't cha be my) I ain't lettin' go -watch out baby- (my number one) I've got my finger on the trigger love is in control -you're superbullet- I've got my finger on the trigger I ain't lettin' go -I'm gonna prove it- (Repeat to fade...)
De Donna Summer sólo os recuerdo ésta porque las demás o son baladas o son de los 70.
Pero de Madonna os pongo una más, por supuesto!
Madonna "Hung up" (Chus and Ceballos Club Mix)
I'm hung up, I'm hung up
Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by so slowly for those who wait No time to hesitate Those who run seem to have all the fun I'm caught up I don't know what to do Every little thing that you say or do I'm hung up I'm hung up on you Waiting for your call baby night and day I'm fed up I'm tired of waiting on you Every little thing that you say or do I'm hung up I'm hung up on you Waiting for your call baby night and day I'm fed up I'm tired of waiting on you I'm hung up I'm hung up I'm hung up I'm hung up
Ring, ring, ring, goes the telephone The lights are on but there's no-one home Tick tick tock, it's a quarter to two And I'm done I'm hangin' up on you
I'm hung up, I'm hung up I'm hung up I'm hung up, hung up, hung up, hung up...
I can't keep on waiting for you I know that you're still hesitating Don't cry for me 'cause I'll find my way You'll wake up one day But it'll be too late
Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly Time goes by... so slowly - I'm hung up so slowly so slowly so slowly so slowly - I'm hung up so slowly so slowly so slowly so slowly - I'm hung up so slowly so slowly so slowly so slowly - I'm hung up so slowly so slowly so slowly so slowly - I'm hung up so slowly so slowly so slowly so slowly - I'm hung up so slowly so slowly so slowly so slowly - I'm hung up on you I'm hung up, I'm hung up, I'm hung up, I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you
No se merecía ésto... Qué escandalazo para los eurofans...
Soraya "La noche es para mí" (Directo desde Móscú)
No es amor de madre, me ha parecido la mejor canción de baile del festival. La presentación un poco cutre, merecía un pedazo de baile con 5 chulazos, pero bueno, TVE es así, además de hacer esas cosas que hacen que este pedazo de canción quede prácticamente en último lugar de 25. Dará que hablar, y mucho, a los euroforeros. No es que fuera a ganar -entre lo que odian por ahí a España por ser uno de los 5 fijos y que sólo tenemos 3 vecinos que nos votan y no muchos puntos- pero esta chica y esta canción merecían estar entre los 4 primeros. Y no voy a dejar de dar mi opinión sobre el resto, que no, que no... La canción noruega no me parecía en absoluto para tanto. Ni para ganar, ni mucho menos para batir el record de puntuación. Creo recordar que mi preferida -después de Soraya, por supu!- era Finlandia... ejem. Si, si, mirad los listados y reid. También me da la impresión de que en España (igual que en otros 8 ó 10 países) nos hemos quedado anclados en aquello de "la canción eurovisiva". Hay 20 países nuevos que no saben lo que es una canción eurovisiva. Es más, esa típica canción de la que siempre pensabas "ésta gana" ahora dice bien poco, porque esos 20 países han modernizado mucho el concepto del concurso, el aire musical, y los de siempre nos hemos quedado con 3 palmos de narices... y nuestras canciones de siempre. Pero bueno, la cuestión de las votaciones a los vecinos, los tipos de música, etc, es tema de todos los años. El tema de este año parece ser la metedura de pata de TVE al transmitir en directo un partido de tenis en lugar de una de las semifinales de Eurovisión. ¿Que qué tiene que ver? Pues mucho, porque se supone que las semifinales se retransmiten para que cienes y cienes (o incluso miles) de personas televoten. Lo cual significa que todos los países que cantaban en esa semifinal se han cogido el cesto de las chufas porque los españolitos no pudimos televotar. Según las malas lenguas (con perdón para mis amiguitos, que no tienen malas lenguas pero son quienes me informan de estas cosas) la pobre Soraya ha estado a puntito de no poder defender su tema. De ahí el escándalo del que hablaba y que seguro que ya se está cociendo en los foros más verduleros. Anda que, entre lo de los pitidos al Rey en el partido de la Copa del susodicho, y ésto, TVE se está luciendo... Bueno, pues éso, que se merecía tranquilamente un primer puesto, o alguno muy bueno, qué coño. Espero que el resto de Europa lo entienda y cuando saque la canción en inglés se coma las listas de ventas. Hombreyá.
Por cierto: me ha gustado mucho más cómo suena en directo que en disco. Mucho más thumpa-thumpa-pow-pow!! BLONDE POWER!!! XD
Music, please! Jo, qué vicio tenía yo con estos chicos. Y qué buenorro estaba Dave Gahan por aquel entonces. Ayns! Cómo se estropean los cuerpos! XD
Depeche Mode "Love in itself" (Part 3)
There was a time (Hubo un momento) When all on my mind was love (en que todo en mi mente era amor) Now I find that most of the time (ahora me encuentro con que la mayoría del tiempo) Love's not enough in itself (el amor no es suficiente... por sí mismo)
All of these insurmountable tasks (Todas estas tareas insalvables) That lay before me (que hay frente a mí) All of the firsts and the definite lasts (todos los primeros y los definitivos últimos) That lay in store for me (que hay guardados para mí) There was a time (Hubo un momento) When all on my mind was love (en que todo en mi mente era amor) Now I find that most of the time (ahora me encuentro con que la mayoría del tiempo) Love's not enough in itself (el amor no es suficiente... por sí mismo)
Consequently, I've a tendency to be unhappy (En consecuencia tengo una tendencia a ser infeliz) You see the thoughts in my head (Ves los pensamientos en mi cabeza) All the words that were said (todas las palabras que se dijeron) All the blues and the reds get to me (todas las tristezas y pasiones vuelven a mí) There was a time (Hubo un momento) When all on my mind was love (en que todo en mi cabeza era amor) Now I find that most of the time (ahora me encuentro con que la mayoría del tiempo) Love's not enough in itself (el amor no es suficiente... por sí mismo)
Love's not enough in itself (El amor no es suficiente por sí mismo)
All of these absurdities (Todas estas cosas absurdas) That lay before us (que hay frente a nosotros) All of the doubts and the certainties (todas las dudas y certezas) That lay in store for us (que nos aguardan) There was a time When all on my mind was love (love love love) Now I find that most of the time Love's not enough in itself
Claro que estos chiquillos ya habían aparecido por aquí. Y también por aquí.
Nuestra chica del año:
Madonna "Don't tell me" (Thunderpuss' 2001 Hands in the Air Anthem)
Get up... get up... get up... get up...
Tell the rain not to... tell the rain not to...
Tell the rain not to drop.
Tell the rain not to drop!
Don't tell me to stop,
tell the rain not to drop Tell the wind not to blow
'cause you said so, mmm Tell the sun not to shine
not to get up this time, no, no Let it fall by the way
but don't leave me where I lay down
Tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do Tell me everything I'm not but please don't tell me to stop
Tell the leaves not to turn
but don't ever tell me I'll learn, no, no Take the black off a crow
but don't tell me I have to go Tell the bed not to lay
like the open mouth of a grave, yeah Not to stare up at me
like a calf down on its knees Tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do Tell me everything I'm not but don't ever tell me to stop
Don't you ever tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do Don' you ever tell me everything I'm not but don't ever tell me to stop Don't you ever don't ever tell me to stop don't ever tell me to stop don't ever tell me to stop Please don't, please don't please don't tell me to stop (Don't you ever tell me) Don't you ever, don't ever tell me to stop Don't you ever don't ever tell me to stop (Tell the rain not to drop) Don't you ever Don't ever tell me to stop (x16) Tell the rain not to drop! Get up... get up... get up... get up...
Tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do Tell me everything I'm not but don't ever tell me to stop (Don't you ever tell me)Tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do (Don't you ever tell me) Tell me everything I'm not but don't ever tell me to stop Don't you ever tell me Please don't, please don't please don't tell me to stop (Don't you ever tell me) Don't you ever, don't ever tell me to stop (x8)
Get up... get up... get up... get up... love love love love
Ya no me caben en el cuello, así que el próximo...
Jo, mi technopoppy, qué pocos quedan de aquellos... Snif! Erasure "It doesn't have to be" (Boop Oopa Doo Mix)
One against one (+8)
(Chorreo en berebere o quién sabe qué)
You are on one side And I am on the other Are we divided?
You are on one side I am on the other Are we divided? Why can't we live together? There are no rights This isn't your decision We need to talk of changing things But no one wants to listen It doesn't have to be like that It doesn't have to be like that It doesn't have to be like that
A heart on the inside The same as any other Are we divided? Someone always has to suffer We are broken There's no one left to change it Is that the way it has to be? Why can't we rearrange it? It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that
(Ristra en suahili o algo parecido)
What is the secret In calling me a brother? Are we divided? Always one against the other We are strong now Put down the ammunition For what we know is right Is gonna breakdown this division It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) (one against one) (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) (one against one) (one against one)
(one against one) (one against one) (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) (one against one) (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) (one against one) (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) (one against one) (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) (one against one) (one against one) It doesn't have to be like that (one against one) (one against one) You are one side And I am on the other Are we divided?
(one against one) (one against one)
Por supu que ya les habíamos oído aquí. Y aquí. Y también aquí.
Y a Madonna la tenemos aquí:
Madonna "Sorry" (DirtyHands Heard it all Before Mix)
Je suis désolé Lo siento Ik ben droevig Sono spiacente Perdóname I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me' Please don't say 'forgive me' Please don't say 'forgive me' Please don't say 'forgive me'
I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say you're sorry I've heard it all before And I can take care of myself I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me' I've seen it all before And I can't take it anymore
You're not half the man you think you are Save your words because you've gone too far I've listened to your lies and all your stories (Listen to your stories) You're not half the man you'd like to be I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say you're sorry I've heard it all before And I can take care of myself I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me' I've seen it all before And I can't take it anymore
Don't explain yourself 'cause talk is cheap There's more important things than hearing you speak You stayed because I made it so convenient (I made it so convenient) Don't explain yourself, you'll never see Please don't say 'forgive me' I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me' Please don't say 'forgive me' I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me'
Gomenasai Mujhe maaf kardo Przepraszam Sleechah Forgive me... (Sorry, sorry, sorry) I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I've heard it all before I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say you're sorry I've heard it all before And I can take care of myself I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me' I've seen it all before And I can't take it anymore I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say you're sorry I've heard it all before And I can take care of myself I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me' I've seen it all before And I can't take it anymore I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say you're sorry I've heard it all before And I can take care of myself I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me' I've seen it all before And I can't take it anymore I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say you're sorry I've heard it all before And I can take care of myself I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me' I've seen it all before And I can't take it anymore
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say you're sorry (Don't explain yourself cause talk is cheap) I've heard it all before, And I can take care of myself (There's more important things than hearing you speak) I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna know Please don't say 'forgive me'
Uff, qué tiempos, qué cosas... Modern Talking "Brother Louie" (Special Long Version)
Dear, love is a burning fire Stay, cause then the flames grow higher Babe, dont let him steel your heart It's easy - easy Girl, this game can't last forever Why we cannot live together? Try - don't let him take your love from me You're no good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie I'm in love - set her free Oh, she's only looking to me Only love breaks her heart brother Louie, Louie, Louie Only love's paradise Oh - she's only looking to me Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Oh, she's only looking to me Oh, let it Louie She is undercover Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Oh, doing what he's doing So, leave it Louie Cause I'm her lover
Stay, cause this boy wants to gamble Stay, love's more than he can handle, girl Oh, come on stay by me forever, ever Why does he go on pretending That - his love is never ending? Babe, dont let him steel your love from me You're no good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie I'm in love - set her free Oh, she's only looking to me Only love breaks her heart brother Louie, Louie, Louie Only love's paradise Oh - she's only looking to me Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Oh, she's only looking to me Oh, let it Louie She is undercover Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Oh, doing what he's doing So, leave it Louie Cause I'm her lover
Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Oh, she's only looking to me Oh, let it Louie She is undercover Brother Louie, Louie, Louie Oh, doing what he's doing So, leave it Louie Cause I'm her lover Brother Louie, Louie
Brother Louie, Louie, Oh, she's only looking to me Oh, let it Louie She is undercover Brother Louie, Louie, Oh, doing what he's doing So, leave it Louie Cause I'm her lover Brother Louie, Louie, Oh, she's only looking to me Oh, let it Louie She is undercover Brother Louie, Louie, Oh, doing what he's doing So, leave it Louie Cause I'm her lover
Sip, por supuesto que habíamos oido a los MT antes, aquí.
Y también la hemos oido a ella cienes y cienes de veces, pero una más no hace daño... Madonna "Secret" (Junior's Sound Factory Mix)
Things haven't been the same Since you came into my life You found a way to touch my soul And I'm never, ever, ever gonna let it go. Happiness lies in your own hand It took me much too long to understand How it could be Until you shared your secret with me Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over me My baby's got a secret
You gave me back the paradise That I thought I lost for good You helped me find the reasons why It took me by surprise that you understood You knew all along What I never wanted to say Until I learned to love myself I was never ever lovin' anybody else Happiness lies in your own hand It took me much too long to understand How it could be Until you shared your secret with me Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over me My baby's got a secret Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over me My baby's got a secret
Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over me My baby's got a secret Mmm mmm, mmm mmm
Happiness lies in your own hand It took me much too long to understand How it could be Until you shared your secret with me Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over me My baby's got a secret Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over me My baby's got a secret
Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over Mmm mmm Something's comin' over me My baby's got a secret
No es ningún secreto: me gustan los hombres, y esas cosas que tienen.
Me gusta saber que has pasado por aquí, y también lo que piensas de lo que yo pienso. Lee la última entrada, la primera, o la que te venga en gana, da igual, y luego pincha, al final de cada entrada, en "COMENTARIOS". No es necesario darse de alta, ni tener otro blog, ni nada semejante. Y encima es gratis, ¿qué más quieres? ¡Gracias!
Acuariano nacido en el 68, ateo, rojillo, simpático, gay y con mucho mundo interior.
Me likes: leer, escribir, oír música y cantar, ver cine, pasear, charlar, los cafés (el líquido y el sitio), los juegos de mesa, mis amigos (muy pocos pero muy buenos), las buenas series de tv, cocinar, pasear/patinar/blcicletear en Madrid Río, estar soltero,..
Me dislikes: las religiones, los toros, el fútbol, the States a la canal, los programas de carnaza rosa y demás telebasura, VOX, PP, el Foro de la Familia y demás calcasoflamas, la conferencia episcopal, cualquiera de las cosas que diría una Miss Mundo.
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