Wednesday, December 22, 2004

My All

If I tell you that I love you...
Que contestaras?
If I tell you that I care of you
Cómo actuarás?
Si te digo que me importas
Will you stay with me?

The silence of my heart is to avoid the pain
Is to keep you with me even that you are far away
To keep you with me even as a memory of the past...

La ausencia de tu ser se refleja en mi soledad
You know I'd fight for you but how could I fight someone who isn't even there I've had the rest of you now I want the best ofyou...

Saturday, December 18, 2004

eL sIgNiFiCaDo De La ViDa

No es algo que se encuentra por casualidad
lo construyes con tu pasado, con tu talento,
Con tu comprensión, con las cosas, las personas
que quieres, con los valores por los que estas
dispuesto a sacrificar algo.
Permite que la vida tenga dignidad y sentido para ti,
Si los tiene, entonces importara menos de que lado
Se incline la balanza particular del éxito o el fracaso.

Sunday, December 12, 2004

W e i r D

Isn't it weird. Isn't it strange.
Even though we're just two strangers on this runaway train
We're both trying to find a place in the sun
We've lived in the shadows, but doesn't everyone
Isn't it strange how we all feel a little bit weird sometimes
Isn't it hard. Standing in the rain.
You're on the verge of going crazy and your heart's in pain
No one can hear though you're screaming so loud
You feel all alone in a faceless crowd
Isn't it strange how we all get a little bit weird sometimes.
Sitting on the side waiting for a sign, hoping that my luck will change.
Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin.
So you don't stand out. And you don't fit in. Weird.
Sitting on the side waiting for a sign, hoping that my luck will change.
Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world if you're different you can't win.
So you don't stand out and you don't fit in. Weird.
Isn't it strange how we all feel a little bit weird
Strange, how we all get a little bit...
Strange, 'cause we're all just a little bit weird sometimes.
by Hanson