Gary Moore
Don't believe me if I tell you
Not a word of this is true
Don't believe me if I tell you
Especially if I tell you I'm in love with you
Don't believe me if I tell you
That I wrote this song for you
There just might be some other silly pretty girl
I'm singing to
Don't believe a word
For words are so easily spoken
And your heart is just like that promise
Made to be broken
Don't believe a word
'Cause words can tell lies
And lies are no comforting
When there's tears in your eyes
Don't believe me if I tell you
Not a word of this is true
Don't believe me if I tell you
Especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you
Don't believe a word
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Sus autores irlandeses , Thin Lizzy,...
domingo, 11 de abril de 2010
25 Edición,...
...del Marathon Des Sables
Su edición 2010, recientemente celebrada .....
Si queréis conocerla , y lo que motiva a cientos de personas a participar en éste proyecto solidario, pinchad en el blog RUMBO AL SAHARA.
Su edición 2010, recientemente celebrada .....
Si queréis conocerla , y lo que motiva a cientos de personas a participar en éste proyecto solidario, pinchad en el blog RUMBO AL SAHARA.
sábado, 10 de abril de 2010
40/Berrogei urte ta oraindik....
40 años y todavía ...The Beatles !!!
Estos sí que marcaron historia,...y nos metieron de cabeza en el Siglo XX.!!!
Estos sí que marcaron historia,...y nos metieron de cabeza en el Siglo XX.!!!
viernes, 9 de abril de 2010
You'll never walk alone,....!!!
Sin palabras,....
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk
You'll never walk
You'll never walk alone.
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Imaginaros jugar en éste equipo...y estar en el túnel
de vestuarios a punto de salir al campo, oyendo cantar así....
............................
Con Johnny Cash !!!
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk
You'll never walk
You'll never walk alone.
.............................
Imaginaros jugar en éste equipo...y estar en el túnel
de vestuarios a punto de salir al campo, oyendo cantar así....
............................
Con Johnny Cash !!!
Lourdes Hernandez / Russian red !!!
Preciosa voz....!!!
Tell me what it is, it isn’t fair
but I’m wasting time, cause it isn’t my heart, it isn’t my fault
and every situation understands, well
the anecdote of chasing the locations to your doors
’cause I’m wasting time, I’m wasting money again
and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked
and all the letters that I have never sent.
He was sitting by the swimming pool
but he was scared, ’cause it wasn’t his time and it wasn’t his chance
getting older’s not been on my plans
but it’s never late, it’s never late enough for me to stay
’cause I’m wasting time, I’m wasting money again
and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked
and all the letters that I have never sent.
Tell me what it is, it isn’t fair
but I’m wasting time, cause it isn’t my heart, it isn’t my fault
and every situation understands, well
the anecdote of chasing the locations to your doors
’cause I’m wasting time, I’m wasting money again
and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked
and all the letters that I have never sent.
He was sitting by the swimming pool
but he was scared, ’cause it wasn’t his time and it wasn’t his chance
getting older’s not been on my plans
but it’s never late, it’s never late enough for me to stay
’cause I’m wasting time, I’m wasting money again
and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked
and all the letters that I have never sent.
miércoles, 7 de abril de 2010
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