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living,&lt;br /&gt;In my life I've loved them all.&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers,&lt;br /&gt;There is no one compared with you,&lt;br /&gt;And these mem'ries lose their meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I think of love as something new.&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more.&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more.&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-3135081161282300814?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-7007840858768731071</id><published>2009-06-11T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:10:50.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beatles y Deep Purple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Siempre me aprece increible la musica, sobre todo la musica de los años 60 y 70, realmente significaron demasiado. qui les dejo dos canciones que tiene una particularidad, ambas tratan sobre lo mismo, pero fueron creadas por distintas bandas, obviamente sabes cual influencia a cual, pero eso es lo demenos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xOAYNKmjebs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run For Your Life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(The Beatles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather see you dead, little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Than to be with another man.&lt;br /&gt;You'd better keep your head, little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't know where I am.&lt;br /&gt;You'd better run for your life if you can, little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Hide your head in the sand, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Catch you with another man,&lt;br /&gt;That's the end - ah, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Well you know that I'm a wicked guy&lt;br /&gt;And I was born with a jealous mind,&lt;br /&gt;And I can't spend my whole life tryin',&lt;br /&gt;Just to make you toe the line.&lt;br /&gt;You'd better run for your life if you can, little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Hide your head in the sand, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Catch you with another man,&lt;br /&gt;That's the end - ah, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Let this be a sermon,&lt;br /&gt;I mean everything I said,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm determined,&lt;br /&gt;And I'd rather see you dead.&lt;br /&gt;You'd better run for your life if you can, little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Hide your head in the sand, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Catch you with another man,&lt;br /&gt;That's the end - ah, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather see you dead, little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Than to be with another man.&lt;br /&gt;You'd better keep your head, little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Or you won't know where I am.&lt;br /&gt;You'd better run for your life if you can, little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Hide your head in the sand, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Catch you with another man,&lt;br /&gt;That's the end - ah, little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5CoGJevTuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Fool No One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Deep Purple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fool no one&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to see if I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;So hard to see&lt;br /&gt;You are taking your chances with me&lt;br /&gt;If I find you with another man&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'm gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Better run when you see me comin'&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will fall&lt;br /&gt;Making mistakes like before&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me lies&lt;br /&gt;I can see by the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're gonna take me for granted&lt;br /&gt;Chasing round with all you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you live to regret it&lt;br /&gt;You fool no one&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to see if I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;So clear to see&lt;br /&gt;You've had all your chances with me&lt;br /&gt;You thought that you could take me for granted&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't take it no more&lt;br /&gt;Better run when you see me comin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dia lo sabras&lt;br /&gt;si alguna vez llegas a saborearlo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella se ha ido&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-5216113831613501378?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/5216113831613501378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=5216113831613501378' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/5216113831613501378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/5216113831613501378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2009/01/se-ha-ido.html' title='Se ha ido'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-557677353211926667</id><published>2008-11-13T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:44:56.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En este camino&lt;br /&gt;no te quiero encontrar&lt;br /&gt;en este camino&lt;br /&gt;hacia la soledad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cargo en mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;una tremenda carga&lt;br /&gt;busco un destino&lt;br /&gt;pero no encuentro el camino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con este karma&lt;br /&gt;que llevo por marca&lt;br /&gt;no encuentro un destino&lt;br /&gt;en ningun camino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-557677353211926667?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/557677353211926667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=557677353211926667' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/557677353211926667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/557677353211926667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/11/en-este-camino-no-te-quiero-encontrar.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-536573651795252085</id><published>2008-11-13T12:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:41:53.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Es solo vida</title><content type='html'>Y asi termina mi vida&lt;br /&gt;eon una caja de besos&lt;br /&gt;mi cuerpo en el pavimento&lt;br /&gt;ambos brazos rotos&lt;br /&gt;cuello roto y boca seca&lt;br /&gt;siento como corre la sangre&lt;br /&gt;de mi estomago a mis pies&lt;br /&gt;es algo pegajose y de color rojo&lt;br /&gt;me duele, pero me pongo comodo&lt;br /&gt;ambos brazos bajo mi cuello roto&lt;br /&gt;cruzo mis piernas&lt;br /&gt;contemplo el cielo y espero&lt;br /&gt;la bienvenida que me daran ellos&lt;br /&gt;n sabroso festin espera&lt;br /&gt;a casi 3 metros bajo tierra&lt;br /&gt;ahora entiendo&lt;br /&gt;esto no es la muerte&lt;br /&gt;es parte de la vida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-536573651795252085?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/536573651795252085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=536573651795252085' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/536573651795252085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/536573651795252085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/11/es-solo-vida.html' title='Es solo vida'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-759404276205988387</id><published>2008-09-02T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:11:06.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estos gritos</title><content type='html'>Se acumulan en mi interior&lt;br /&gt;mi garganta no pronuncia nada&lt;br /&gt;dejo de respirar y solo comienzo a pensar&lt;br /&gt;me aleje de mi camino y no busque nada&lt;br /&gt;solo vivir tranquilo sin nada de nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es necesario ser egoista&lt;br /&gt;conocerse a uno mismo&lt;br /&gt;dar todo por entender&lt;br /&gt;cual es el camino que debo seguir&lt;br /&gt;comenze a sentir&lt;br /&gt;que me aleje de tu camino&lt;br /&gt;y nadie vino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-759404276205988387?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/759404276205988387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=759404276205988387' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/759404276205988387'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al parecer es necesario&lt;br /&gt;a algo aspirar&lt;br /&gt;es necesario crear&lt;br /&gt;para poder necesitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debo comenzar&lt;br /&gt;denuevo a soñar&lt;br /&gt;al parecer con el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;solo a mi me miento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dejo de engañar&lt;br /&gt;a lo que mas aprecio&lt;br /&gt;una vida sencilla&lt;br /&gt;con paz y alegria&lt;br /&gt;es lo que necesito&lt;br /&gt;para cada dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2860315336796766361?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2860315336796766361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=2860315336796766361' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2860315336796766361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2860315336796766361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/09/donde-esta-mi-paz.html' title='¿Donde esta mi paz?'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-4003083502307063011</id><published>2008-08-28T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:02:19.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu no recuerdas, yo no olvidare!</title><content type='html'>Fuiste tu, fui yo&lt;br /&gt;hubiesemos durado para siempre&lt;br /&gt;cualquier tonto pudo ver, que estabamos&lt;br /&gt;hechos el uno para el otro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin ti, no hay sentido para mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;Te fuiste y eso me corto como un cuchillo&lt;br /&gt;¿Como me pudiste dejar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu no recuerdas, yo no olvidare.&lt;br /&gt;Tu solo no recuerdas, yo no olvidare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que te marchaste.&lt;br /&gt;Dejaste que tu amor desapareciera y muriera&lt;br /&gt;Te volviste tan fria, me hiciste sentir tan viejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te marchaste, rompiste mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Y solo para ver&lt;br /&gt;En cuantos pedazos se rompia, despues de que me dejases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu no recuerdas, yo no olvidare.&lt;br /&gt;Tu solo no recuerdas, yo no olvidare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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olvidare!'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-619773587066859682</id><published>2008-08-28T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:55:53.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aguanta!!</title><content type='html'>Mirame, ve el amor que te pierdes&lt;br /&gt;acaso no puedes ver que siempre estare alli&lt;br /&gt;no puedes correr, no puedes esconderte de los sentimientos esta noche&lt;br /&gt;El daño esta hecho. Creo que el amor no es justo.&lt;br /&gt;A veces me pregunto quien eres&lt;br /&gt;Tan cerca, pero nos hemos alejado tanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto mas puedo aguantar hasta que me digas adios&lt;br /&gt;Te has ido y estas tan equivocada, ahora mi corazon llora por ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias de soledad, llenan mis noches con tanta pena&lt;br /&gt;Sombras grises, se tornan en tristes mañanas&lt;br /&gt;A veces me pregunto donde estas&lt;br /&gt;Tan cerca, pero tus ojos estan tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto mas puedo aguantar hasta que me digas adios&lt;br /&gt;Te has ido y estas tan equivocada, ahora mi corazon llora por ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto mas debo aguantar que digas adios&lt;br /&gt;te has ido y no puedo continuar y ahora mi corazon llora por ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-619773587066859682?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/619773587066859682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=619773587066859682' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/619773587066859682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/619773587066859682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/08/aguanta.html' title='Aguanta!!'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-8135821107343209699</id><published>2008-08-16T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:33:46.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No lie!</title><content type='html'>I've never sang this song before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night I call you on the phone&lt;br /&gt;no lie&lt;br /&gt;every night I sit here all alone&lt;br /&gt;no lie&lt;br /&gt;every night I walk across the floor&lt;br /&gt;no lie&lt;br /&gt;every night i wait outside your door&lt;br /&gt;no lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huooo&lt;br /&gt;Something gotta hold&lt;br /&gt;yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night I know you are alone&lt;br /&gt;no lie, no&lt;br /&gt;every night i want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;no lie&lt;br /&gt;every night I sit and wonder why&lt;br /&gt;no lie&lt;br /&gt;every night I see that love is blind&lt;br /&gt;no lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuooo&lt;br /&gt;Something gotta hold&lt;br /&gt;hooo, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuooo&lt;br /&gt;something gotta hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[King's x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-8135821107343209699?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/8135821107343209699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=8135821107343209699' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/8135821107343209699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/8135821107343209699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-lie.html' title='No lie!'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-7837376881416792668</id><published>2008-08-16T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:22:59.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know</title><content type='html'>I can see is not the ending&lt;br /&gt;maybe is my new begining&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't know what I was saying&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is looking in my mirror&lt;br /&gt;thought I knew things so much clearear&lt;br /&gt;but I don't know what I was saying&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me If I ever say to you&lt;br /&gt;anything pretending that I knew what you should do&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't know what I was saying&lt;br /&gt;I don't know me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say you need forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;tell me that is not my business&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't know what I was saying&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know is not the ending&lt;br /&gt;feels just like a new begining&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't know what I was saying&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me If I ever say to you&lt;br /&gt;anything pretending that I knew what you should do&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't know what I was saying&lt;br /&gt;I don't know me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[King's X]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-7837376881416792668?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/7837376881416792668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=7837376881416792668' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/7837376881416792668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/7837376881416792668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-know.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-1395372575657894088</id><published>2008-08-04T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:34:46.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bienvenido a casa (Sanatorio)</title><content type='html'>Bienvenido donde el tiempo no avanza&lt;br /&gt;nadie se va y nadie podra&lt;br /&gt;la luna esta llena, parece que nunca cambia&lt;br /&gt;etiquetado mentalmente loco&lt;br /&gt;sueño lo mismo cada noche&lt;br /&gt;veo nuestra libertad en mi vision&lt;br /&gt;nada de puertas aseguradas, nadda de ventanas abarrotadas&lt;br /&gt;nada que haga a mi cerebro parecer marcado con una cicatriz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duerme mi amigo y veras&lt;br /&gt;ese sueño es mi realidad&lt;br /&gt;ellos me mantienen encerrado en esta jaula&lt;br /&gt;que acaso no ven que es por ello que mi cerebro dice Ira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanatorio, dejame ser&lt;br /&gt;sanatorio, solo dejame solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construi mi miedo sobre lo que esta afuera&lt;br /&gt;y no puedo respirar al aire libre&lt;br /&gt;susurra cosas a mi cerebro&lt;br /&gt;asegurandome que estoy loco&lt;br /&gt;ellos piensan que nuestras cabezas estan en sus manos&lt;br /&gt;pero un uso violento trae violentos planes&lt;br /&gt;mantenganlo amarrado, le hace bien&lt;br /&gt;se esta mejorando, que acaso no lo ves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pueden mantenernos mas aqui&lt;br /&gt;esuchen, maldicion, nosotros ganaremos&lt;br /&gt;Ellos lo ven correcto, ello lo ven bien&lt;br /&gt;pero ellos piensan que esto nos salva de nuestro infierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanatorio, dejame ser&lt;br /&gt;sanatorio, solo dejame solo&lt;br /&gt;sanatorio, solo dejame solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miedo de vivir&lt;br /&gt;naturalmente agitandose ahora&lt;br /&gt;silencio en el aire&lt;br /&gt;tengo muertes que hacer&lt;br /&gt;el espejo mira dificilmente atras&lt;br /&gt;Matar, es una palabra tan amigable&lt;br /&gt;parece la unica forma&lt;br /&gt;para lograr escapar denuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WElvEZj0Ltw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WElvEZj0Ltw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-1395372575657894088?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-523235309668921426</id><published>2008-08-03T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:58:42.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basta de pena.</title><content type='html'>Anda tristeza mía y dile que sin ella, no puede ser&lt;br /&gt;Dile en una frase que regrese, porque no puedo seguir sufriendo&lt;br /&gt;Basta de pena, la realidad es que sin ella no hay paz, no hay belleza y es solo tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Es la melancolía que no sale de mí, no sale de mí&lt;br /&gt;Pero si ella vuelve, si ella vuelve,&lt;br /&gt;Que cosa linda, que cosa loca&lt;br /&gt;Pues hay menos pececitos nadando en el mar que los besitos que daré en su boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mis brazos, los abrazos han de ser millones de abrazos&lt;br /&gt;Apretados así, calado así, callado así,&lt;br /&gt;Abrazos y besitos y cariños sin tener un fin&lt;br /&gt;Que es para acabar con este asunto, de ti viviendo lejos de mi&lt;br /&gt;No quiero más este asunto, de que vivas así&lt;br /&gt;Vamos a terminar este asunto de que vivas sin mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_NYrI1Mt9I&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_NYrI1Mt9I&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-523235309668921426?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-517724163741762076</id><published>2008-08-02T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T14:59:10.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow ~ Discography</title><content type='html'>Una excelente banda que nos entrego tremendos temazos y con unas formaciones que ya soñaria Yngwie Malmsteen años despues y con pocos de los cuales logro lanzar algunos discos. Recomendados 100% Obviamente les recomiendo los 3 primeros que son un deber ya que participa Ronnie James Dio. Y saltandose down to earth con graham boneth viene en los 3 siguientes el rey de las baladas mas pates de la historia del rock, Joe Lynn Turner (o paterner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow ~ Discography&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hard rock / heavy metal from england...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1975 - Ritchie Blackmore's Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;1976 - Rising&lt;br /&gt;1978 - Long Live Rock 'N' Roll&lt;br /&gt;1979 - Down to Earth&lt;br /&gt;1981 - Difficult to Cure&lt;br /&gt;1982 - Straight Between the Eyes&lt;br /&gt;1983 - Bent Out of Shape&lt;br /&gt;1995 - Stranger in Us All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links&lt;br /&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/107468100/1975_-_Ritchie_Blackmore_s_Rainbow.rar&lt;br /&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/107472789/1976_-_Rising.rar&lt;br /&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/107478049/1978_-_Long_Live_Rock__N__Roll.rar&lt;br /&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/107481385/1979_-_Down_to_Earth.rar&lt;br /&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/107486345/1981_-_Difficult_to_Cure.rar&lt;br /&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/107490385/1982_-_Straight_Between_the_Eyes.rar&lt;br /&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/107493652/1983_-_Bent_Out_of_Shape.rar&lt;br /&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/107498274/1995_-_Stranger_in_Us_All.rar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-517724163741762076?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/517724163741762076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=517724163741762076' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/517724163741762076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/517724163741762076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/08/rainbow-discography.html' title='Rainbow ~ Discography'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-5513267771046878206</id><published>2008-08-02T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:40:17.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Es esto amor?</title><content type='html'>Debi pensarlo mejor&lt;br /&gt;antes de dejarte ir,&lt;br /&gt;Son tiempos como estos&lt;br /&gt;No puedo hacerlo yo mismo&lt;br /&gt;Dias perdidos, y noches sin dormir&lt;br /&gt;Y no puedo esperar para verte denuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me di cuenta de que paso mi tiempo&lt;br /&gt;esperando tu llamada&lt;br /&gt;Como puedo decirte, nena&lt;br /&gt;Mi espalda esta contra la pared&lt;br /&gt;Te necesito a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;Para que me digas que esta todo bien,&lt;br /&gt;Por que creo que no podre soportarlo mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es amor lo que siento?&lt;br /&gt;Es este el amor por el cual he buscado?&lt;br /&gt;Es esto amor o estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;Debe ser amor&lt;br /&gt;Por que realmente me detiene&lt;br /&gt;me detiene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo parar este sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;me he sentido asi antes&lt;br /&gt;Pero, contigo encontre la llave&lt;br /&gt;para abrir cualquier puerta&lt;br /&gt;Puedo sentir mi amor por ti&lt;br /&gt;creciendo fuerte dia a dia&lt;br /&gt;Y no puedo esperar para verte denuevo&lt;br /&gt;Para sostenerte en mis brazos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es amor lo que siento?&lt;br /&gt;Es este el amor por el cual he buscado?&lt;br /&gt;Es esto amor o estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;Debe ser amor&lt;br /&gt;Por que realmente me detiene&lt;br /&gt;me detiene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es amor lo que siento?&lt;br /&gt;Es este el amor por el cual he buscado?&lt;br /&gt;Es esto amor o estoy soñando?&lt;br /&gt;Debe ser amor&lt;br /&gt;Es este el amor por el cual he buscado?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-5513267771046878206?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/5513267771046878206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=5513267771046878206' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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fans pero brigidos de la primera etapa de Sabbath, aunque lo recomiendo para todos los que les guste la musica en general. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta es la primera presentacion de Black Sabbath en ser filmada es del 70, fue en dos shows del programa Beat Club (Programa de la television Alemana), para ser mas exactos en el show 55 y en show numero 59, poquito despues de que el programa empezara a transmitirse en color (capitulo 50 en adelante segun imdb.com). En la primera presentacion que fue el 25 de mayo de 1970 tocaron el tema Black Sabbath (Le incluye hasta la lluvia) y Blue Suede Shoes. En su segunda presentacion del mismo año pero esta vez el 26 de septiembre del mismo año tocaron Paranoid y Iron Man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aqui les dejo el video : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://tv.jubii.es/p/es/iLyROoaftevq.html" width="400" height="368"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://tv.jubii.es/p/es/iLyROoaftevq.html" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://tv.jubii.es/p/es/iLyROoaftevq.html" width="400" height="368" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv.jubii.es/video/iLyROoaftevq.html" title="Black Sabbath - Beat Club Show (1970) - Jubii TV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t.kewego.com/t/0/0228/154x114_iLyROoaftevq_2.jpg" alt="Black Sabbath - Beat Club Show (1970) - Jubii TV"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv.jubii.es/video/iLyROoaftevq.html"&gt;Black Sabbath - Beat Club Show (1970) - Jubii TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv.jubii.es/video/iLyROoaftevq.html"&gt;Black Sabbath - Beat Club Show (1970) - Jubii TV&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Black Sabbath - Beat Club Show (1970)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Palabras clave:&lt;a href="http://tv.jubii.es/search/?q=black sabbath"&gt;black sabbath&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://tv.jubii.es/search/?q=beat club"&gt;beat club&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://tv.jubii.es/video/iLyROoaftevq.html"&gt;Vídeo&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href="http://tv.jubii.es/search/?q=user:cerealspiller"&gt;cerealspiller&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y aqui les dejo el bootleg de los temas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APE+CUE+LOG | 0:17:27 | 120MB (+3% recovery inf.) | &lt;br /&gt;Solo Audio&lt;br /&gt;usa aperipper para convertirlo(o cualquier otro de tu agrado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Paranoid - 02:50&lt;br /&gt;2.Black Sabbath - 06:34&lt;br /&gt;3.Iron Man - 05:59&lt;br /&gt;4.Blue Suede Shoes - 02:06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En rapidshare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://lix.in/-21e1fb&lt;br /&gt;http://lix.in/-23689c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2349490676766951232?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2349490676766951232/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=2349490676766951232' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2349490676766951232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2349490676766951232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/08/black-sabbath-beat-club-1970.html' title='Black Sabbath - Beat Club 1970'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-821962003543588443</id><published>2008-07-31T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:56:59.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soñando</title><content type='html'>Sombras de la noche, caen sobre mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;un solitario mundo desaparece&lt;br /&gt;MIsteriosa luz, sombras comienzan a levantarse&lt;br /&gt;en mis sueños tu cara es todo lo que veo&lt;br /&gt;Durante la noche compartes tu amor conmigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soñando visiones de ti&lt;br /&gt;Sintiendo todo el amor que nunca conoci&lt;br /&gt;Aqui estamos en el cruce de la eternidad&lt;br /&gt;Estrellas iluminan el camino&lt;br /&gt;Camina conmigo en los vientos del tiempo&lt;br /&gt;El amor es nuestro misterio para que lo encontremos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta ese dia, hasta el dia que te encuentre&lt;br /&gt;No descansare, no lo dejare ir&lt;br /&gt;De alguna manera, de alguna forma, Se que estare a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;Para calentar mi corazon y llenar mi alma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-821962003543588443?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/821962003543588443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=821962003543588443' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/821962003543588443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/821962003543588443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/07/soando.html' title='Soñando'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-263521681021309450</id><published>2008-07-29T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:01:05.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y para la entrada numero 50!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8OguXV2QM0A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8OguXV2QM0A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal cual como dijo el Pollo, esto es un hito en la television chilena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la musica de fondo pa que se pregunte, Sam Brown - Stop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-263521681021309450?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/263521681021309450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=263521681021309450' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/263521681021309450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/263521681021309450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/07/y-para-la-entrada-numero-50.html' title='Y para la entrada numero 50!!!'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-2576059241471645184</id><published>2008-07-28T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T16:55:17.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Vendrá un día en que dar muerte a un animal nos parecerá un delito, como nos lo parece ahora dar muerte a un hombre." (Leonardo da Vinci)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2576059241471645184?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2576059241471645184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=2576059241471645184' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2576059241471645184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2576059241471645184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/07/vendr-un-da-en-que-dar-muerte-un-animal.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-7171247968639578656</id><published>2008-07-27T23:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:16:36.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pasan los dias&lt;br /&gt;Avanzan los segundos&lt;br /&gt;Me siento y solo recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;Esos pequeños momentos que compartimos juntos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debo reconocer&lt;br /&gt;Que algo debo hacer&lt;br /&gt;Si no esto que cargo adentro&lt;br /&gt;Me hara explotar en algun momento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-7171247968639578656?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/7171247968639578656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=7171247968639578656' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/7171247968639578656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/7171247968639578656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/07/pasan-los-dias-avanzan-los-segundos-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-8448262671098763772</id><published>2008-07-27T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:16:08.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volver a Vivir</title><content type='html'>ya no necesito esperar&lt;br /&gt;esta inocencia me va matar&lt;br /&gt;sin ti no tengo nada&lt;br /&gt;pero hace un tiempo se acabo&lt;br /&gt;y este dolor aqui volvio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesito pensar en ti&lt;br /&gt;saber que no haces aqui&lt;br /&gt;por que donde te conoci&lt;br /&gt;calaste profundo en mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora no puedo esperar&lt;br /&gt;necesito un hombro para llorar&lt;br /&gt;si tu no estas aqui&lt;br /&gt;cada dia es mas dificil volver a vivir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-8448262671098763772?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/8448262671098763772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=8448262671098763772' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/8448262671098763772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/8448262671098763772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/07/volver-vivir.html' title='Volver a Vivir'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-5589431552415642766</id><published>2008-07-25T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:50:37.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ese cielo azul&lt;br /&gt;ni en cuenta nos tomo&lt;br /&gt;y aquel momento se capturo&lt;br /&gt;cuando el tiempo nos abandono&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-5589431552415642766?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/5589431552415642766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=5589431552415642766' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/5589431552415642766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/5589431552415642766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/07/ese-cielo-azul-ni-en-cuenta-nos-tomo-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-1346935980611191878</id><published>2008-07-25T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:41:21.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walkin through the air&lt;br /&gt;floatin in the air&lt;br /&gt;cosmic superstition&lt;br /&gt;let me take you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drivin in my car&lt;br /&gt;playin the guitar&lt;br /&gt;tryin to keep movin&lt;br /&gt;till you get a scar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-1346935980611191878?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1346935980611191878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=1346935980611191878' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/1346935980611191878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/1346935980611191878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/07/walkin-through-air-floatin-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-2071161108449839960</id><published>2008-07-23T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:59:18.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No soy un extraño para amar</title><content type='html'>Fria es la noche&lt;br /&gt;solo hasta el amanecer&lt;br /&gt;lloro por la luz&lt;br /&gt;por el amor que no vendra&lt;br /&gt;tu dijiste que nunca&lt;br /&gt;me dejarias solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te di mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Lloraste por mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Ese angel no quiere venir&lt;br /&gt;Este demonio no quiere irse&lt;br /&gt;algo esta malo&lt;br /&gt;no puedo alejarme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo en las calles, no soy un extraño para amar&lt;br /&gt;por que no puedes ver no soy un extraño para amar&lt;br /&gt;pero soy un extraño en tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;si, soy un extraño en tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizas esta bien&lt;br /&gt;Pero no puedo entender&lt;br /&gt;el dolor que siento&lt;br /&gt;por mi amor de segunda mano&lt;br /&gt;se que deberia marcharme&lt;br /&gt;pero no puedo alejarme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo en la calle, no soy un extraño para amar&lt;br /&gt;por que no puedes ver no soy un extraño para amar&lt;br /&gt;viviendo en las calles, no soy un extraño para amar&lt;br /&gt;Soy un extraño en tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo en las calles, no soy un extraño para amar&lt;br /&gt;por que no puedes ver no soy un extraño para amar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2071161108449839960?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2071161108449839960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-5901028758882596504</id><published>2008-07-19T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:54:39.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music, Over My Head!!!</title><content type='html'>"Quiero decir esto&lt;br /&gt;esuchamenme un segundo&lt;br /&gt;SI planeas tener hijos&lt;br /&gt;Si tienes hijo &lt;br /&gt;Si planeas tener hijos&lt;br /&gt;Asegurate de que ellos sepan que los amas&lt;br /&gt;mas que cualquier cosa en todo el mundo&lt;br /&gt;mas que cualquier cosa en todo el mundo&lt;br /&gt;No importa quienes sean&lt;br /&gt;no importa como se vean&lt;br /&gt;no importa lo que hagan&lt;br /&gt;dejalos ser como quieran&lt;br /&gt;Esuchar rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;y tener tatuajes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no das amor a tus hijos&lt;br /&gt;ellos vana crecer siendo una mierda&lt;br /&gt;Si alguien entiende lo que digo&lt;br /&gt;digan si!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que los escucho!!&lt;br /&gt;SI!!"&lt;br /&gt;¨[Doug Pinnick, Woodstock 94']&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yxFSEg9bws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yxFSEg9bws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-5901028758882596504?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/5901028758882596504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-3462550202389791200</id><published>2008-07-17T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:34:32.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Magnetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SH-q6EtMiZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wW1I3QW4cjE/s1600-h/2676796509_34c07ca002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224082007445506450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SH-q6EtMiZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wW1I3QW4cjE/s320/2676796509_34c07ca002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se viene!! Si hasta volvieron al antiguo logo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-3462550202389791200?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3462550202389791200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=3462550202389791200' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3462550202389791200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3462550202389791200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/07/javascript-count-down-until-any-date.html' title='Death Magnetic'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SH-q6EtMiZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wW1I3QW4cjE/s72-c/2676796509_34c07ca002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-4817099292258089935</id><published>2008-07-17T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:30:28.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El infierno no es un mal lugar para estar....</title><content type='html'>Hey tu, si tu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces pienso que esta mujer es algo caliente&lt;br /&gt;a veces pienso que esta mujer es, a veces no&lt;br /&gt;Me bajonea y me wevea&lt;br /&gt;Por que me lo hace a mi?&lt;br /&gt;Por satisfaccion&lt;br /&gt;Cualquier poco de accion&lt;br /&gt;Esa no es la manera en que debiese ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella necesita amor&lt;br /&gt;Sabe que soy el hombre&lt;br /&gt;Ya lo vera&lt;br /&gt;Prueba mi cerveza&lt;br /&gt;Languetea mi oreja&lt;br /&gt;Saca el diablo en mi&lt;br /&gt;El infierno no es un mal lugar para estar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gasta mi dinero&lt;br /&gt;Se toma mi copete&lt;br /&gt;Se queda afuera todas las noches&lt;br /&gt;Pero me pongo a pensar, hey solo un minuto&lt;br /&gt;Algo no esta bien&lt;br /&gt;Todas estas disiluciones y confusiones&lt;br /&gt;Me dan ganas de llorar&lt;br /&gt;que lastima, jugando tus juegos&lt;br /&gt;diciendome esas mentiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me importa su demonio jugueton&lt;br /&gt;mientras este conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Si este es el infierno&lt;br /&gt;Entonces podria decir&lt;br /&gt;Es celestial&lt;br /&gt;El infierno no es un mal lugar para estar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarde en la noche&lt;br /&gt;Apaga la luz&lt;br /&gt;Se me acerca&lt;br /&gt;Abre mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Me destroza&lt;br /&gt;Saca el demonio en mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El infierno no es un mal lugar para estar&lt;br /&gt;Dije, el infierno no es un mal lugar para estar&lt;br /&gt;El infierno no es un mal lugar para estar&lt;br /&gt;El infierno no es un mal lugar para estar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-4817099292258089935?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4817099292258089935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=4817099292258089935' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>JARICHIII!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SG5O4mJS7rI/AAAAAAAAAAo/YWe0gcQ6WwU/s1600-h/DSC02798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SG5O4mJS7rI/AAAAAAAAAAo/YWe0gcQ6WwU/s320/DSC02798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219195752388161202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2688125293363934203?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2688125293363934203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=2688125293363934203' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-8989983170337376046</id><published>2008-06-30T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:59:44.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asi fue</title><content type='html'>Lo siento&lt;br /&gt;Debo retirarme&lt;br /&gt;eres demasiado para mi&lt;br /&gt;Y lo que siento por ti&lt;br /&gt;No puedo controlarlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamento abandonar&lt;br /&gt;Esta carrera que acaba de comenzar&lt;br /&gt;si no la dejo ahora&lt;br /&gt;Esto de seguro acabara mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es mi intencion&lt;br /&gt;olvidarte y dejarte atras&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento, desde adentro&lt;br /&gt;tu no debes olvidar&lt;br /&gt;que lo hago para mejorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta pena crece y crece&lt;br /&gt;Mientras este amor apenas desaparece&lt;br /&gt;demasiado tarde te encontre&lt;br /&gt;lo Lamento, pero me enamore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejare atras este dulce pasar&lt;br /&gt;para poder comenzar a tragar&lt;br /&gt;Este amargo continuar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo hago lo que mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Y mi corazon me encomiendan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-8989983170337376046?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/8989983170337376046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=8989983170337376046' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/8989983170337376046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/8989983170337376046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/asi-fue.html' title='Asi fue'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-8299493036528597139</id><published>2008-06-28T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:41:37.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un tonto por tu amor</title><content type='html'>Naci bajo una mala señal&lt;br /&gt;Dejado afuera en el frio&lt;br /&gt;Soy un hombre solitario que sabe&lt;br /&gt;Que significa perder el control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, tomo todo el dolor del corazon&lt;br /&gt;y lo transformo en verguenza&lt;br /&gt;Ahora me muevo, me muevo&lt;br /&gt;Y no tomare la culpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vengas corriendo a mi&lt;br /&gt;Se he hecho todo lo que puedo&lt;br /&gt;Una mujer dificil de amar como tu&lt;br /&gt;Solo hace un hombre dificil de amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi que te puedo decir&lt;br /&gt;No sere mas un tonto por tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Un tonto por tu amor, nunca mas&lt;br /&gt;Estoy cansado de intentarlo, siempre termino llorando&lt;br /&gt;Tonto por tu amor, nunca mas&lt;br /&gt;No sere mas un tonto por tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy cansado de esconder mis sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;Me dejaste solo mucho tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Te di mi corazon y tu lo despedazaste&lt;br /&gt;Tu, tu me haces mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vengas corriendo a mi&lt;br /&gt;Se he hecho todo lo que puedo&lt;br /&gt;Una mujer dificil de amar como tu&lt;br /&gt;Solo hace un hombre dificil de amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi que te puedo decir&lt;br /&gt;No sere mas un tonto por tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Un tonto por tu amor, nunca mas&lt;br /&gt;Estoy cansado de intentarlo, siempre termino llorando&lt;br /&gt;Tonto por tu amor, nunca mas&lt;br /&gt;No sere mas un tonto por tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un tonto por tu amor nunca mas, nunca mas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-8299493036528597139?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/8299493036528597139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=8299493036528597139' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/8299493036528597139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/8299493036528597139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/un-tonto-por-tu-amor.html' title='Un tonto por tu amor'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-5573278638480034329</id><published>2008-06-28T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:41:37.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada Mas Importa.....</title><content type='html'>Tan cerca, no importa cuan lejos&lt;br /&gt;No podria ser mas desde el corazon&lt;br /&gt;por siempre creyendo en quien somos&lt;br /&gt;y nada mas importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me abri de esta manera&lt;br /&gt;La vida es nuestra, la vivimos a nuestra manera&lt;br /&gt;todas estas palabras, no solo digo&lt;br /&gt;y nada mas importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confianza busque y te encontre a ti&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia para nosotros algo nuevo&lt;br /&gt;Mente abierta para una mirada distinta&lt;br /&gt;y nada mas importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me importo lo que ellos hacen&lt;br /&gt;nunca me importo lo que ellos conocen&lt;br /&gt;pero yo se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan cerca, no importa cuan lejos&lt;br /&gt;No podria ser mas desde el corazon&lt;br /&gt;por siempre creyendo en quien somos&lt;br /&gt;y nada mas importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me importo lo que ellos hacen&lt;br /&gt;nunca me importo lo que ellos conocen&lt;br /&gt;pero yo se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me abri de esta manera&lt;br /&gt;La vida es nuestra, la vivimos a nuestra manera&lt;br /&gt;todas estas palabras, no solo digo&lt;br /&gt;y nada mas importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confianza busque y te encontre a ti&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia para nosotros algo nuevo&lt;br /&gt;Mente abierta para una mirada distinta&lt;br /&gt;y nada mas importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me importo lo que ellos digan&lt;br /&gt;nunca me importo los juegos que juegan&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me importo lo que ellos hacen&lt;br /&gt;nunca me importo lo que ellos conocen&lt;br /&gt;y yo se&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-5573278638480034329?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/5573278638480034329/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=5573278638480034329' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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que me miro al espejo&lt;br /&gt;Todas estas lineas en mi cara se notan mas&lt;br /&gt;El pasado se ha ido&lt;br /&gt;Se ha ido, como amanecer a atardecer&lt;br /&gt;No es esa la manera&lt;br /&gt;En la que todos pagamos las deudas de la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, lo se no todos lo saben&lt;br /&gt;cuando viene cuando va&lt;br /&gt;Se que es el pecado de cada uno&lt;br /&gt;Debes perder para saber como ganar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mitad de mi vida&lt;br /&gt;esta en paginas de libros&lt;br /&gt;Vivida y aprendida por tontos&lt;br /&gt;y sabios&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que es verdad&lt;br /&gt;Todas las cosas vuelven a ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta conmigo, canta por el año&lt;br /&gt;Canta por la risa, canta por las lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;Canta conmigo, si es solo por hoy&lt;br /&gt;Quizas mañana, el buen señor te lleve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sueña, sueña, sueña&lt;br /&gt;Sueña hasta que tus sueños se hagan realidad&lt;br /&gt;Sueña, sueña, sueña&lt;br /&gt;Sueña hasta que tus sueños se hagan realidad&lt;br /&gt;Sueña, Sueña, sueña&lt;br /&gt;Sueña, sueña&lt;br /&gt;Sueña, sueña&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta conmigo, canta por el año&lt;br /&gt;Canta por la risa, canta por las lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;Canta conmigo, si es solo por hoy&lt;br /&gt;Quizas mañana, el buen señor te lleve&lt;br /&gt;Canta conmigo, canta por el año&lt;br /&gt;Canta por la risa, canta por las lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;Canta conmigo, si es solo por hoy&lt;br /&gt;Quizas mañana, el buen señor te lleve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-4875491667354035388?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4875491667354035388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-1921353267232728511</id><published>2008-06-27T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:15:48.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Alone</title><content type='html'>Lejos en un lugar&lt;br /&gt;Casi desierto&lt;br /&gt;Rodeado de arboles&lt;br /&gt;Y el viento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Se asombro&lt;br /&gt;Y reconocio&lt;br /&gt;La belleza de este momento tan incierto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesitaba de esa fuerza&lt;br /&gt;Que ella tenia&lt;br /&gt;Pero no veia&lt;br /&gt;Como conocerla&lt;br /&gt;Ni como obtenerla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En su gran mentira&lt;br /&gt;En su gran pasion&lt;br /&gt;Convirtio de a poco&lt;br /&gt;Su mundo en una Obsesion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo y casi despierto&lt;br /&gt;Admiro su creacion&lt;br /&gt;No necesito de un lugar desierto&lt;br /&gt;Solo de un momento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo daria vida&lt;br /&gt;A lo que quiso muerto&lt;br /&gt;No pudo competir&lt;br /&gt;Su fuerza fue mayor&lt;br /&gt;Ni el pudo controlarlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarra tu vida&lt;br /&gt;Despierta de aquel sueño&lt;br /&gt;La eterna realidad&lt;br /&gt;No te dejara escapar&lt;br /&gt;Ni muerto....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-1921353267232728511?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1921353267232728511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=1921353267232728511' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Pero necesito solo una clase de economia para volver a tomarle el gustito, ni siquiera necesito poner atencion, simplemente entiendo la cuestion y el entenderla quizas me hace querer ser parte de ella y por supuesto reformar muchisimas cosas que la hagan más humana y obviamente muchisimo más social. El solo esuchar a una persona hablando de Economia me llama la atencion, presto atencion y tal cual como con la musica me vuelo, me lleva mas alla y me pone a pensar, quizas hasta me inspira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puta que es linda la Economia!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2084981309873035207?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2084981309873035207/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=2084981309873035207' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2084981309873035207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2084981309873035207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/economia.html' title='Economia'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-4994083512539180818</id><published>2008-06-27T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:42:20.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inocencia</title><content type='html'>Solo entre las multitudes&lt;br /&gt;olvidado y amargado&lt;br /&gt;deseaba y añoraba&lt;br /&gt;un fiel compañero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo y solo tiempo&lt;br /&gt;la vida mas nada necesitaba&lt;br /&gt;para enseñarle lo que añoraba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iluminaba la ventana&lt;br /&gt;una pequeña vela&lt;br /&gt;y su reflejo le enseñaba&lt;br /&gt;lo que el buscaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco tierra&lt;br /&gt;Busco agua&lt;br /&gt;Barro necesitaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forma tomaba&lt;br /&gt;Su fiel compañero&lt;br /&gt;hizo de ello&lt;br /&gt;su ansiado sueño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo quedaba&lt;br /&gt;su fiel compañero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco agua&lt;br /&gt;Busco tierra&lt;br /&gt;Barro necesitaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un par de compañeros&lt;br /&gt;el señor creaba&lt;br /&gt;sin conciencia&lt;br /&gt;de su inocencia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-4994083512539180818?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4994083512539180818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=4994083512539180818' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/4994083512539180818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/4994083512539180818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/inocencia.html' title='Inocencia'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-6588984395395477253</id><published>2008-06-26T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:09:40.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te Necesito</title><content type='html'>Aqui estoy nuevamente , a punto de irme a mi cama. Se que esta helada y las sabanas arrugadas, por eso no puedo pensar en dormir. Quiero un momento en el que la sinceridad se haga dueña de mi y no me deje partir, me atrape en sus brazos y nunca me suelte. Quizas perderia muchas cosas por ese pequeño don, pero finalmente haria mucho bien a quienes se encuentran a mi alrededor. Quizas no sean muchas personas, quizas sean muy pocas y de esas muy pocas, muy pocas me importan en realidad. Necesito ser menos egoista y por ello quiero tambien el don de compartir, pero no de compartir cosas, sino que el don de compartirme a mi, no carnalmente, sino que mentalmente. MI mente a veces piensa a mil por hora, otras ni siquiera logra tomar velocidad y pienso tan lento que me doy cuenta de que tan penca es nuestra realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto egoismo, tanto egoismo, tanto egoismo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-6588984395395477253?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/6588984395395477253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=6588984395395477253' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/6588984395395477253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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meo&lt;br /&gt;Otras witreo&lt;br /&gt;Y muy rara vez culeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo claro&lt;br /&gt;Que con este rumbo&lt;br /&gt;En ningun lado me veo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si hasta a veces peleo&lt;br /&gt;no recuerdo si por weveo&lt;br /&gt;Solo nublosos recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;De un par de tuertos&lt;br /&gt;Afirmando a otro muerto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tomo&lt;br /&gt;de vez en cuando&lt;br /&gt;Me pongo Punga&lt;br /&gt;Por eso fumo&lt;br /&gt;esa dulce hoja&lt;br /&gt;que ni me nubla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-3379380864084787633?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3379380864084787633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=3379380864084787633' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3379380864084787633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3379380864084787633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/cuando-tomo-me-pongo-punga.html' title='Cuando tomo me pongo punga...'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-1385614844477389821</id><published>2008-06-22T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T02:33:25.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminos Separados (Mundos Aparte)</title><content type='html'>Aqui estamos&lt;br /&gt;Mundos aparte, corazones partidos en dos, dos, dos&lt;br /&gt;Noches sin dormir&lt;br /&gt;Perdiendo terreno&lt;br /&gt;Alcanzandote a ti, ti, ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que se ha ido&lt;br /&gt;Puedes cambiar tu amnera de pensar?&lt;br /&gt;Si no podemos seguir&lt;br /&gt;Para sobrevivir, el amor divide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algun dia el amor te encontrara&lt;br /&gt;Rompe las cadenas que te atan&lt;br /&gt;Una noche recordaras&lt;br /&gt;Como nos tocamos&lt;br /&gt;Y nos fuimos por caminos separados&lt;br /&gt;Si alguna vez el te hace daño&lt;br /&gt;El verdadero amor nunca te despcionara&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes, aun te amo&lt;br /&gt;Pensar que nos tocamos&lt;br /&gt;Y nos fuimos por caminos separados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiempos aproblemados&lt;br /&gt;Atrapados entre confusion y dolor, dolor, dolor&lt;br /&gt;Ojos distantes&lt;br /&gt;Las promesas que hicimos fueron en vano, vano, vano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si debes irte, te deseo amor&lt;br /&gt;Nunca caminaras sola&lt;br /&gt;Cuidate mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Te extrañare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun te amo&lt;br /&gt;Realmente te amo&lt;br /&gt;Y si el alguna vez te daña&lt;br /&gt;El verdadero amor no te desepcionara&lt;br /&gt;No, NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-1385614844477389821?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-3416886816631869071</id><published>2008-06-21T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:15:59.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalmente para siempre.</title><content type='html'>En una noche silenciosa, fuera de lugar&lt;br /&gt;Perdido en los nervios&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te vi caminar a mi espacio&lt;br /&gt;Una mujer como tu no podria reemplazarla&lt;br /&gt;Y tomo paciencia para atrapar tu ojo&lt;br /&gt;Paciencia para ganar tu corazon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora se siente como si no tuviese que preocuparme por nada&lt;br /&gt;Es finalmente para siempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay montaña que no querria escalar por ti&lt;br /&gt;No hay punte que no cruce&lt;br /&gt;No pasa un momento en mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Que no estes en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;Juntos o separados&lt;br /&gt;Y tomo paciencia para atrapar tu ojo&lt;br /&gt;Paciencia para gaanr tu corazon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora se siente como si no tuviese que preocuparme por nada&lt;br /&gt;Es finalmente para siempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde sea estes perdida&lt;br /&gt;Donde sea te encuentren&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tu quieras&lt;br /&gt;Estare cerca&lt;br /&gt;Donde sea que busques&lt;br /&gt;Donde sea te pares&lt;br /&gt;Donde sea te caigas&lt;br /&gt;Donde sea cojees&lt;br /&gt;Incluso si rompes&lt;br /&gt;Cuando pueda estare para ti alli&lt;br /&gt;Se que entenderas&lt;br /&gt;Entenderas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora nunca me hubiese imaginado esto&lt;br /&gt;Asi que agradesco a mis estrellas de la suerte&lt;br /&gt;Mientras te veo en ese vestido de novia&lt;br /&gt;Nunca imagine que llenarias mis brazos abiertos&lt;br /&gt;Y tomo paciencia para atrapar tu ojo&lt;br /&gt;Paciencia para ganar tu corazon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora siento que no debo procuparme mas&lt;br /&gt;Si, siento que no debo procuparme mas&lt;br /&gt;Si, siento que no debo procuparme mas&lt;br /&gt;Es finalmente para siempre&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Esta cancion es para la mujer con la que me case, si es que !)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-3416886816631869071?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3416886816631869071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=3416886816631869071' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3416886816631869071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3416886816631869071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/finalmente-para-siempre.html' title='Finalmente para siempre.'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-1709105626354880425</id><published>2008-06-20T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:54:17.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Is The Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a long way to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm leaving very soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way we pass so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the back side of the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey join the traveler if you got nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang your head and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only road I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Lonely is the word, yeah yeah yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been higher than stardust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been seen upon the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to count in millions then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I only count in one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, join the traveler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang your head and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only road I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Lonely is the word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to be the saddest song I ever heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Lonely is the name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life's a losing game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-1709105626354880425?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1709105626354880425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=1709105626354880425' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/1709105626354880425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/1709105626354880425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/lonely-is-word.html' title='Lonely Is The Word'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-485253084161776460</id><published>2008-06-20T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:10:49.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With a Handfull of roses</title><content type='html'>We shake hands&lt;br /&gt;I Hope you Understand&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to find&lt;br /&gt;But you'll be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to turn you down&lt;br /&gt;Just the time was over&lt;br /&gt;And you never learned how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to reach the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some stars in my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;They are all shining for my life&lt;br /&gt;But I saw a tear in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause you couldn't fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's a clear blue sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-485253084161776460?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/485253084161776460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=485253084161776460' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/485253084161776460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/485253084161776460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/with-handfull-of-roses.html' title='With a Handfull of roses'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-3558867815375938968</id><published>2008-06-15T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:27:30.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasmas</title><content type='html'>Se lo que estas buscando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has mirando antes en estos ojos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y todo lo que viste fue agua verde azulada&lt;br /&gt;buscando un espejo&lt;br /&gt;Que muestre al mundo lo que no eres&lt;br /&gt;Sino lo que quieres ser&lt;br /&gt;Y crees que lo encontraste en mi&lt;br /&gt;Pero hace mucho tiempo esuche ese nombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El ya no vive aqui&lt;br /&gt;No se donde reside&lt;br /&gt;Puedes esperar aqui si quieres&lt;br /&gt;Pero no creo que vuelva&lt;br /&gt;El ya no vive aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segura encontraste el lugar correcto&lt;br /&gt;La misma direccion que conociste antes&lt;br /&gt;Pero eso no cambiara lo que esta detras de la puerta&lt;br /&gt;Y lo que esta adentro tendra que cambiar de adentro hacia fuera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El ya no vive aqui&lt;br /&gt;No se donde reside&lt;br /&gt;Creo que es mejor que te vayas&lt;br /&gt;Porque no lo quiero devuelta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que el nombre puede sonar familiar&lt;br /&gt;Como una melodia a un sueño&lt;br /&gt;Se que vistio la misma cara, la misma ropa&lt;br /&gt;Pero eso fue mucho tiempo atras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a quien quieres encontrar&lt;br /&gt;En algun lugar esta el recuerdo de alguien que deje atras&lt;br /&gt;Bueno pongamoslo en marcha&lt;br /&gt;Si es el tiempo para decir adios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El ya no vive aqui, nunca mas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-3558867815375938968?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3558867815375938968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=3558867815375938968' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3558867815375938968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3558867815375938968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/fantasmas.html' title='Fantasmas'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-5967248111368504951</id><published>2008-06-15T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:17:50.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En mis sueños contigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Te estoy mirando, Te estoy queriendo, pero te das vuelta&lt;br /&gt;Me arrastraria por vidrios rotos por ti, pero no seria suficiente&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me tomas por un tonto, pero si solo supieras&lt;br /&gt;Lo que hago en mis sueños contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres tan fria y critica,  y eso esta muy mal&lt;br /&gt;Asi que mi realidad tendra que venir a mi en sueños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que me perteneces todas las noches, derrpente apreces en mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Pasa cuando duermo, no esta bien, lo que hago en mis sueños contigo&lt;br /&gt;No esta bien lo que hago en mis sueños contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo la manera en la que vienes a mi cada noche&lt;br /&gt;Mis fantasias son reales, y nunca miente&lt;br /&gt;Si solo supieras,  lo que hago en mis sueños contigo&lt;br /&gt;No esta bien, no esta bien&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mundo te puede hacer cinico, con todo su amor y dolor&lt;br /&gt;Pero no tengo que cargar el peso del mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me despiertes, dejame llevarte en un viaje sin fin&lt;br /&gt;Tocamos. y el beso mas suave explota con lujuria&lt;br /&gt;Es real, no puedes negar el calor que sientes&lt;br /&gt;Y si muero antes de despertar, esta bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que me perteneces cada noche, derrepente apareces en mis ojos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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contigo'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-4259831561404762402</id><published>2008-06-13T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:23:25.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4:40</title><content type='html'>Siempre puntual&lt;br /&gt;siempre fiel&lt;br /&gt;a tu cita&lt;br /&gt;compaz y armonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperan para tu bienvenida&lt;br /&gt;Revlotea entre ellas&lt;br /&gt;Y Sacia tu innocencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca tarde&lt;br /&gt;sabes que lo vale&lt;br /&gt;a veces lo compartes&lt;br /&gt;pero sin enemistades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conoces su dulzura&lt;br /&gt;Su rica inocencia&lt;br /&gt;Siempre donde mismo&lt;br /&gt;No importa lo que pienses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre para ti&lt;br /&gt;espera este festin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-4259831561404762402?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4259831561404762402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=4259831561404762402' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/4259831561404762402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/4259831561404762402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/440.html' title='4:40'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-6408339734424874391</id><published>2008-06-13T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:24:25.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lease Bluseado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Este gato esta angustiado&lt;br /&gt;por que su gata&lt;br /&gt;se marcho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora piensa&lt;br /&gt;solo en ella&lt;br /&gt;y con que gato&lt;br /&gt;esta se metio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo piensa en poseerla&lt;br /&gt;Acariciarla&lt;br /&gt;Y Besarla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Ya paso&lt;br /&gt;Y este gato&lt;br /&gt;La olvido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/273/b/1/Cheshire_in_the_Sky_by_CatONineTails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/273/b/1/Cheshire_in_the_Sky_by_CatONineTails.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://elespaciodemartha.bitacoras.com/fotos/cheschire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-6408339734424874391?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/6408339734424874391/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-2866183672687120434</id><published>2008-06-02T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:08:30.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cree</title><content type='html'>Si tu espalda esta clavada a la pared&lt;br /&gt;y el stress te esta matando&lt;br /&gt;Y la cruz que cargas en tu espalda&lt;br /&gt;Te hace dificil moverte&lt;br /&gt;Cree en ti, esta bien&lt;br /&gt;Cree en ti, estas bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si corres para perder tu alma&lt;br /&gt;Y estas asustado a muerte estas mal&lt;br /&gt;SI pasaste el punto de no regreso&lt;br /&gt;Y tu inocencia se ha ido&lt;br /&gt;Cree en ti, esta bien&lt;br /&gt;Cree en ti, estas bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si es algo que no puedes olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Que alguien te hizo&lt;br /&gt;Si estas arto de estar bajoneado&lt;br /&gt;Entonces no queda nada mas que provar,&lt;br /&gt;Cree en ti, esta bien&lt;br /&gt;Cree en ti, estas bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ "Miren, cuando creci, creci en una iglesia y me dijieron que creyera en Dios en Jesus. Otra gente me dijo que creyera en  Krishna, alguien mas dijo cree en Buda y en la religion India. Despues me dijieron cree en el presidente, cree en los Estados Unidos de America. Ellos me dijieron cree en todos, pero que paso conmigo? Gente Si ustedes no creen en si mismos, no tienen ni mierda en que creer. Crean en Ustedes."}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{"Bueno los medios te diran que hay algo mal en ti, que eres muy alto, muy bajo, muy gordo, muy flaco, tus ojos no deberian ser de ese color, tu pelo no deberia ser de ese color, ellos dicen rubia es mas divertido. Dicen que tus tetas son pequeñas, que tu pico es muy chico; ellos solo quieren que te arregles, gente no hay nada malo contigo, nada malo contigo!"}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{"Quiero hablarte de esto llamado, Miedo. Los estados unidos se estan muriendo por el miedo. Tenemos miedo de todos, tenemos miedo del terrorismo, de los mexicanos viniendo aca, de los asiaticos viniendo aca, miedo de todo. Estamos construidos en el miedo, tenemos armas, mas armas que nadie mas, nos matamos el uno al otro, nos odiamos el uno al otro, nos peleamos el uno al otro,  esto es america, DESPIERTA!! "}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug Pinnick, Bajista de King's X en Live all over the place. Believe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2866183672687120434?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2866183672687120434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=2866183672687120434' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2866183672687120434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2866183672687120434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/06/cree.html' title='Cree'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-4793714828966098988</id><published>2008-05-31T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:22:52.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Purple MK1 - April</title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;April&lt;a name="april"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Blackmore/Lord)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;April is a cruel time&lt;br /&gt;Even though the sun may shine&lt;br /&gt;And the world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away&lt;br /&gt;Still falls the April rain&lt;br /&gt;And the valley's filled with pain&lt;br /&gt;And you can't tell me quite why&lt;br /&gt;As I look up to the_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Grey sky, where it should be blue&lt;br /&gt;          Grey sky, where I should see you&lt;br /&gt;          Ask why, why it should be so&lt;br /&gt;          I'll cry, say that I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe once in a while&lt;br /&gt;I'll forget, and I'll smile&lt;br /&gt;But then the feeling comes again&lt;br /&gt;Of an April without end&lt;br /&gt;Of an April lonely as they come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark of my mind&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can seek, hope to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But there is nothing to be done&lt;br /&gt;When I just can't feel the sun&lt;br /&gt;And the springtime &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; the season of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Grey sky, where it should be blue&lt;br /&gt;          Grey sky, where I should see you&lt;br /&gt;          Ask why, why it should be so&lt;br /&gt;          I'll cry, say that I don't know&lt;br /&gt;          I don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-EJ9dQ5BmA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-EJ9dQ5BmA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-4793714828966098988?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4793714828966098988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=4793714828966098988' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/4793714828966098988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/4793714828966098988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/05/deep-purple-mk1-april.html' title='Deep Purple MK1 - April'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-3254200396386071678</id><published>2008-05-30T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T17:30:56.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primera Cocina Nuclear Bajo Tierra</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="lyric" align="left"&gt;LOVE COMMUNION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="lyriccontent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get inside your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You oughta know, it's time to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta try, try to justify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sacred testament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to vent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaces, we can love inside the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garden of pure light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure feels right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that life's not jaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been so elevated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the willow tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, I been keepin' time to visualize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The role that I do play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no crime, I was miles away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to let you know we reap and sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shape that love communion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wanna get back to the grind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shape that love communion in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only takes a second I been told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you shape that love communion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me connect you, it's all that I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will recite from memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will direct you, it's my belief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In like a thief, then I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-3254200396386071678?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3254200396386071678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=3254200396386071678' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3254200396386071678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3254200396386071678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/05/primera-cocina-nuclear-bajo-tierra.html' title='Primera Cocina Nuclear Bajo Tierra'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-4938647242668549129</id><published>2008-05-27T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:50:41.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just losing time....</title><content type='html'>WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the question that sorrounds my mind in this fuckin' moment. I think that I will never be ready for love. I never realized that this was just another dream, another fantasy. I only feel pain and loneliness, but i forgot that I was always lonely and you never was something in my life. I never have the chance to make you laugh and cry. This is why I always lay my head on my shoulder and stand by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna live my life,&lt;br /&gt;like it always was after met you,&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have time for me&lt;br /&gt;I don't have it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so sad, cause I Knew that this was going to happen, But I let my soul free and now it fells to the ground and slam his head againt mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, time is the healer and I will erase you from my mind,  I loved your smell, I was kinda addicted to it. Again I'm gonna find piece of mind on the best thing of life.....Music! It never hurts me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-4938647242668549129?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4938647242668549129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=4938647242668549129' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/4938647242668549129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/4938647242668549129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-losing-time.html' title='Just losing time....'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-2329685509834194092</id><published>2008-05-27T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T13:38:07.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine</title><content type='html'>Algun dia tendras que elegir&lt;br /&gt;Realmente no importa, Estare bien&lt;br /&gt;Solo habra amor y pena&lt;br /&gt;Realmente no importa, estare bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo con esta ndesicion&lt;br /&gt;Me mantendre respirando, estare bien&lt;br /&gt;Estuve aqui para dejarte entrar&lt;br /&gt;Ahora te dejare ir, estare bien&lt;br /&gt;Dare la vuelta y caminare lejos&lt;br /&gt;Algun dia te daras cuenta, estare bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay una rosa en la gloria de Inglaterra&lt;br /&gt;Pintaste un perfecto restrato de la historia&lt;br /&gt;Estas viviendo en una mascarada&lt;br /&gt;No trates y sacudas mi vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te vi en los diarios&lt;br /&gt;Tetengo en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora me siento mejor&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes no puede ser malo&lt;br /&gt;Van hacer una pelicula&lt;br /&gt;Sobre la vida que deje&lt;br /&gt;Y te vere mas trde, por que me siento triste, estare bien, bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me necesitas entenderme&lt;br /&gt;Por que nisiquiera me conoces, estare bien&lt;br /&gt;Asi que abre la simple vida&lt;br /&gt;El universo espera, estare bien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2329685509834194092?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2329685509834194092/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=2329685509834194092' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2329685509834194092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2329685509834194092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/05/fine.html' title='Fine'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-3063990927382102923</id><published>2008-05-27T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:10:46.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La cague.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Si, la cague y me siento mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca debi haberme metido alli, debi simplemente quedarme viendo tele o acostado escuchando lo nuevo de King's X. Porfiado como siempre emprendi mi camino a la cocina, sabiendo que se encontraba alli, pero con la suficiente indiferencia para ni siquiera notar que alli se encontraba, por que el solo pensar en el me daba repugnacia, incluso un poco de asco. No sabia si habia salido y comido del plata para luego esconderse y perecer bajo ese mueble sin que nadie lo notara, salvo algun amigo suyo que por algun motivo en particular se encontrara bajo las mismas circunstancias asustando como el anterior y horrorificado al encontrar el cadaver de aquel de su raza.&lt;br /&gt;Los perros seguian landrando en el patio y me asome para mirar que hacian y jugaban entre ellos, aunque los juegos de Apolo son un tanto violentos y rompio una ceja de zacha. Al volver a la cocina me asome al lado de la cocinilla, para ver si se habia asomado o su cadaver se encontraba alli. Lamentablemente el pobre ya habia comido de aquel plato y el veneno ya hacia estragos en su pequeño cuerpo, era tan pequeño que facilmente hubiese cabido en la palma de mi hija. El pobre ya sufria, lo podia notar en su cuerpo, casi inmovil. No lo dude y tome la escoba y debi golpearlo por que ya sufria, su cuerpo no respondia. Aseste el primer golpe y un chillido hizo caer las lagrimas por mis mejillas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Que tanto daño podia hacer el?, no es su culpa que nosotros nos iterpusieramos con nuestras costumbres y nuestro infundado miedo en su camino, menos encontrarse con ese atrallente olor a hembra que esconde aquel veneno y que a su corta edad lo debe haber vuelto loco. No fui capaz de sacar el escobillon para ver su cuerpo alli, asi que como cualquier niño llame a mi mama para que lo sacara, escondiendo las lagrimas que aun corrian por mis mejillas. No se si lo habra notado, pero tampoco me importa mucho, por que note que tambien tenia pena, lo tomo con una bolsa y lo dejo en el patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizas no somos lo suficientemente inteligentes para condenar criminalmente a las personas que dañan a los animales, se me vienen a la mente muchos otros casos, como cuando vi a mi Papa matar a una perra de un escopetazo, alegando de que ya estaba vieja, o cuando atropellaron a Barry. Quizas en algun lado existe un tribunal oral para animales, en donde incluyo completamente al animal tipo humano, que simplemente por que ve las cosas desde otra perspectiva y cree poseer una cultura e inteligencia que lo hace superior al resto de las criaturas que habitan este mundo, se toma la libertad de abusar de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me declaro completamente culpable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-3063990927382102923?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3063990927382102923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=3063990927382102923' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3063990927382102923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3063990927382102923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-cague.html' title='La cague.........'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-2169279540885881933</id><published>2008-05-24T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:34:33.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>King's X discografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SDh0735x97I/AAAAAAAAAAY/MrPPntS05lo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204037941394012082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SDh0735x97I/AAAAAAAAAAY/MrPPntS05lo/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SDh0735x97I/AAAAAAAAAAY/MrPPntS05lo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No seran lindos, no seran jovenes, menos conocidos, pero su sonido y sus letras llegan de verdad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lejos la mejor y más underground y subvalorada banda de la historia de la musica.Y aqui tienen todos sus albums oficiales a 320kbps y sin pass, que mas quieren!! Les recomiendo todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the Silent Planet (1988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=6QX5H1BV"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=6QX5H1BV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gretchen Goes to Nebraska (1989)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=BN2TT5OL"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=BN2TT5OL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith Hope Love (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=5DLAQGT0"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=5DLAQGT0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King's X (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=KGI8FUIW"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=KGI8FUIW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogman (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AMXYCN6K"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AMXYCN6K&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ear candy (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=JTBYC8S3"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=JTBYC8S3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tape head (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=RCO9UB4J"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=RCO9UB4J&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manic moonlight (2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CH2BE9LC"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CH2BE9LC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Come Home...Mr. Bulbous (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=873T8AGW"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=873T8AGW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Like Sunday (2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=QM6J0E1S"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=QM6J0E1S&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live All Over The Place (2004) Disc1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CYZ2KIX1"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CYZ2KIX1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disc2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=H8B6YTNU"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=H8B6YTNU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogre Tones (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ESGVPC90"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ESGVPC90&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XV (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=F2ZHS09J"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=F2ZHS09J&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acoustic Groove - Live on Westwood One Radio (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=P6C8QVGQ"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=P6C8QVGQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KING'S X as " THE EDGE" - Live at the Twilight Zone (Soundboard recording) 1981&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=6EBH8Q2D"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=6EBH8Q2D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live 7-5-2000 Sanford, MaineDisc1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=2YSD1ZDJ"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=2YSD1ZDJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disc2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=MYU0CKNX"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=MYU0CKNX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2169279540885881933?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2169279540885881933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=2169279540885881933' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2169279540885881933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/2169279540885881933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/05/kings-x-discografia.html' title='King&apos;s X discografia'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/SDh0735x97I/AAAAAAAAAAY/MrPPntS05lo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-3092853078863629695</id><published>2008-05-23T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T18:07:33.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King's X</title><content type='html'>Nadie deberia sentirse rechazado&lt;br /&gt;Nadie deberia sentir dolor&lt;br /&gt;Nadie deberia sentirse no querido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni sentir el odio&lt;br /&gt;Palos y piedras rompiendo huesos&lt;br /&gt;Nombres y palabras ellas te hieren&lt;br /&gt;Afectando todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie deberia sentirse solo&lt;br /&gt;Nadie deberia sentir que su corazon se rompe&lt;br /&gt;Y sentirse no amado&lt;br /&gt;A nadie deberian hacerse sentir feo&lt;br /&gt;Y sentir verguenza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palos y piedras rompen huesos&lt;br /&gt;Nombres y palabras te hieren&lt;br /&gt;Afectando todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie deberia sentirse solo, nadie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3XFHJCnS3E&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-3092853078863629695?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3092853078863629695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=3092853078863629695' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3092853078863629695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/3092853078863629695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/05/kings-x.html' title='King&apos;s X'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-2241255163253093846</id><published>2008-05-23T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T18:01:08.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me llevaste a la cima&lt;br /&gt;me sacaste del frio&lt;br /&gt;me tomaste de mi&lt;br /&gt;rompiste mi corazon de piedra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has lo que quieras&lt;br /&gt;Has lo que necesites&lt;br /&gt;Has lo que te guste&lt;br /&gt;Has lo que te complazca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que tu eres la unica que me causa esto&lt;br /&gt;Eres la unica que puede volverme loco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi cabeza da vueltas&lt;br /&gt;Me vuelvo salvaje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, tu eres mi fantasia, y mi realidad&lt;br /&gt;Siempre vuelves, despues de que me dejas caer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has lo que quieras&lt;br /&gt;Has lo que necesites&lt;br /&gt;Has lo que te guste&lt;br /&gt;Has lo que te complazca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eres la unica que puede hacerme esto&lt;br /&gt;La unica que me vuelve loco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi cabeza da vueltas&lt;br /&gt;Me vuelvo salvaje.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-2241255163253093846?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-8542321633174726128</id><published>2008-05-22T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:56:41.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No me creas si te digo&lt;br /&gt;Ninguna de estas palabras es cierta&lt;br /&gt;No me creas si te digo,&lt;br /&gt;Especialmente si te digo de que estoy enamorado de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me creas si te digo&lt;br /&gt;que escribi esta cancion para ti.&lt;br /&gt;Debe haber otra tonta preciosa chica&lt;br /&gt;a la que le canto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No creas una palabra,&lt;br /&gt;por que las palabras son solo habladas.&lt;br /&gt;Y un corazon es como una promesa,&lt;br /&gt;Hecho para romperse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No creas una palabra,&lt;br /&gt;por que las palabras pueden mentir.&lt;br /&gt;Y las mentiras no me confortan&lt;br /&gt;Cuando hay lagrimas en tus ojos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me creas si te digo.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguna palabra de esto es verdad.&lt;br /&gt;No me creas si te digo,&lt;br /&gt;Especialmente si te digo, que estoy enamorado de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No creas una palabra.&lt;br /&gt;No creas una palabra.&lt;br /&gt;No me creas, No me creas.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ni una simple palabra.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary Moore, Don't Believe me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-8542321633174726128?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/8542321633174726128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182252147833668215.post-5741308019300586652</id><published>2008-05-18T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:12:36.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medicandome para no explotar.........</title><content type='html'>Hace tiempo necesitaba expresarme de alguna manera, pense en la musica, pero mis habilidades artisticas no me acompañan. Escribo bastante, en cualquier rinconcito, en lo que tenga a mano o simplemente lo almaceno en mi mente para luego mas tarde olvidarlo por completo y solo lamentarme de haber perdido algo que crei una buena idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generalmente la ducha es con musica y alli es donde nacen algunas de las cosas que escribo, no aqui obviamente por que la confianza que tengo en esas letras y palabras solo satisface mi necesidad de sentirme importante e inteligente. La musica que escucho solo satisface esa necesidad de sentir que pertenesco a cierto circulo de personas, no es siempre de un mismo estilo y abarca desde el mas cebollero luis miguel hasta el mas denso meshuggah, pasando obviamente por los grandes que creo llenan aun mas esa necesidad de pertenecer a algo, Pink Floyd con su musica y Black Sabbath con sus letras, ambos bastante oscuros, pero me encantan. Siento que deberia tener 30 años mas y haber nacido en inglaterra, simplemente para pertenecer a ese pequeño circulo de musicos en donde no importaba que tan malo o bueno fueses lo importante era tu esfuerzo y empeño en hacer algo que marcase un punto de partida para algo en la historia, de seguro nnca hubiese formado algo grandioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchas de las influencias de mis pensamientos vienen de lo que escucho y aprendo de algunas personas, sobre todo de un profesor que marco mi existencia y manera de pensar haciendome leer a Nietszche, sobre verdad y mentira en sentido extramoral!, pero es que alguien me puede decir por que esto uno no lo lee en 3 basico con un profesor que aclare todas tus dudas?? No viviriamos en un mundo perfecto, quizas mas egoista de lo que es hoy pero mas sincero, nadie temeria hacer lo que quiere y decir lo que piensa, nadie te criticaria, seriamos tan egoistas que ni siquiera nos preocupariamos de quienes queremos, si es que en ese tipo de mundo se pudiese dar alguna forma de cariño...........en realidad no tiene nada de perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En algún apartado rincón del universo centelleante, desparramado en innumerables sistemas solares, hubo una vez un astro en el que animales inteligentes inventaron el conocimiento. Fue el minuto más altanero y falaz de la Historia Universal: pero, a fin de cuentas, sólo un minuto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182252147833668215-5741308019300586652?l=letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/feeds/5741308019300586652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6182252147833668215&amp;postID=5741308019300586652' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/5741308019300586652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182252147833668215/posts/default/5741308019300586652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasteclastetas.blogspot.com/2008/05/medicandome-para-no-explotar.html' title='Medicandome para no explotar.........'/><author><name>Cristhian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06130601072502752214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEvmvhtSIjU/Sn3PWasMsNI/AAAAAAAAABY/98n1NYd73gs/S220/escanear0003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
