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Letras

Pain (Dream)

Play the record...

Chorus:
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain

Boy I thought that we'd last forever, I could see it in your eyes
Threw my hand and lead me blindly, to believe in all your lies
But now the truth is in the open, and it's all on you (all on you, all on you)
You leave me so heartbroken, can't you see that you're killing me

Chorus:
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy (crazy over you) pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy (crazy...) pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy (baby you drive me crazy) pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain

You know I wish that you wouldn't lie to me
But some wishes don't come true (don't come true)
Time to put the past behind, say goodbye and start anew
Move on, be gone, it's over... uh
Now you're all alone (baby)
And I know that you wished that you were here with me...

Chorus:
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy (going, going out my mind) pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy (you bring me so much pain) pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain (I can't bare to be with you no more) pain, pain

Rap:
Sup with you, you know it's not fair
You pay me no attention, when I'm standing right there
Baby it's all good, and it's all right
You're gonna regret this for the rest of your life
Cause I'm going on to, I'm about to blow up
When you see me on TV, and know you messed up
So remember this song and remember my name
It's Ashley and Dream, have change the game

Chorus:
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain
All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain

All you do is bring me pain
(Said to give you my heart and you broke it babe)
Boy you crazy, pain, pain
(Because of you I'm going crazy)
All you do is bring me pain
(I just can't take it no more)
Boy you crazy, pain, pain
(Turn around, walk out the door)

Uh..., uh, uh (pain, pain)
Uh..., uh, uh (pain, pain)
Uh..., uh, uh (pain, pain)
Uh..., uh, uh (boy you crazy...)

Said to give you my heart and you broke it babe
Because of you I'm going crazy (pain, pain)
I just can't take it no more
Turn around, walk out the door (pain, pain)

Said to give you my heart and you broke it babe
Because of you I'm going crazy (pain, pain)
I just can't take it no more
Turn around, walk out the door (pain, pain)

Said to give you my heart and you broke it babe...

Are You Out There? (Dar Williams)

Perhaps I am a miscreation
No one knows the truth there is no future here
And you're the DJ speaks to my insomnia
And laughs at all I have to fear
Laughs at all I have to fear
You always play the madmen poets
Vinyl vision grungy bands
You never know who's still awake
You never know who understands and

Are you out there, can you hear this?
Jimmy Olson, Johnny Memphis,
I was out here listening all the time
And though the static walls surround me
You were out there and you found me
I was out here listening all the time

Last night we drank in parking lots
And why do we drink? I guess we do it cause
And when I turned your station on
You sounded more familiar than that party was
You more familiar than that party
It's the first time I stayed up all night
It's getting light I hear the birds
I'm driving home on empty streets
I think I put my shirt on backwards

Are you out there, can you hear this
Jimmy Olson , Johnny Memphis
I was out here listening all the time
And though the static walls surround me
You were out there and you found me
I was out here listening all the time

And what's the future, who will choose it?
Politics of love and music
Underdogs who turn the tables
Indie versus major labels
There's so much to see through
Like our parents do more drugs than we do
Oh....

Corporate parents, corporate towns
I know every TV set that has them lit
They preach that I should save the world
They pray that I won't do a better job of it
Pray that I won't do a better job
So tonight I turned your station on just so I'd be understood
Instead another voice said I was just too late
And just no good....

Calling Olson, Calling Memphis
I am calling, can you hear this?
I was out here listening all the time
And I will write this down
and then I will not be alone again yeah
I was out here listening
Oh yeah I was out here listening
Oh yeah I am out here listening all the time

Bought And Sold (Dar Williams)

Well we're heading for a past that you leave not defend
Where the downtowns hold the sadness of you can't go back again
It's there you'll find the rust and debtors
Motel signs with missing letters
Cause there's a monster on the outskirts
Says it knows what your town needs
Then it eats it up like nothing and it won't spit out the seeds
And we can be the super shoppers
We can say we're really smart
We can say our town is doing fine without a beating heart
We can even say the money saved is all our own
It's bought and sold, it's bought and sold
And we're heading for a nasty business, keeps our country growing
Where the weapons that we're selling are the only seeds we're sowing
You get to blow the fruits of all your labors
Sell F-16's to all the neighbors
And we know that it's for money
And that's how the west gets bargained
You the know the last time this happened
Even Vietnam got jargoned
And you can say they're out to hunt you
You can say they're out to fish you
You can join a gang of restless boys
Or start your own militia
You can even say your violence is all your own
It's bought and sold, it's bought and sold
Well I look up to the people who are less bought than I
You can show them what you're selling
And they'll only ask you why
And their paychecks don't have lots of zeros
They're my friends and they're my heroes
And the TV sets are angry 'cause they just can't make 'em pay
But I like the way these people read the signs and walk away
And we can call ourselves the makers
And the keepers of the times
We can spend our sand dollars
And sand nickels and sand dimes
We can even say prosperity is all our own
It's bought and sold, it's bought and sold
We can even say our loneliness is all our own
It's bought and sold, it's bought and sold
It's bought and sold, it's bought and sold

Soldado (Juan Luis Guerra)

Soldado
(Juan Luis Guerra)
Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
Aleluya, soldado de guerra


Uey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
soldado de Cristo
muy bien armado
y protegido
traigo mi espada
de doble filo
pues su palabra
llevo conmigo
y soy un soldado


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
Aleluya, soldado de guerra


Hey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
lucho en ciudades
contra tinieblas
y potestades
soy un soldado
de testimonio
odio serpientes
y ato demonios
en el nombre de Cristo, soy


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
oh, oh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
¡cómo!...


Hey, soy un soldado
(Amén)
hombre de milicia
con la coraza
de su justicia
soy un soldado
soy un ungido
rompo ataduras
del enemigo
en el nombre de Cristo, soy


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
eh, eh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
¡cómo!...


[Improv.]



Soy soldado
soy un soldado
soy soldado
tú eres soldado
soy soldado del padre y del hijo
ya lo ves
soy soldado
muy bien armado
soy soldado
y protegido
soy soldado de su santo espíritu

Otra vez...
Soy soldado
traigo mi espada
soy soldado
de doble filo
soy soldado del padre y del hijo
pero te digo que yo
soy soldado
su palabra
soy soldado
traigo conmigo
soy soldado de su santo espíritu


(Lucas 10:19 ... Juan 3:16 ... Efesios 6:12)


Coge bien tu espada
(Amén)
la victoria es nuestra
da un grito de guerra
un grito de guerra [bis]


Soy un soldado, oh...


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
muy bien armado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y protegido
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
oh, oh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra
ya lo ves


Soy soldado del padre y del hijo
soy un soldado
soy soldado de su santo espíritu
y tú eres soldado
soy soldado de voz y trompeta
eh, eh
Aleluya, soldado de guerra

Babylon (David Gray)

Friday night
I'm going nowhere
All the lights are changing green to red
Turning over TV stations
Situations running through my head
Well looking back through time
You know it's clear that I've been blind
I've been a fool
To ever open up my heart
To all that jealousy,
that bitterness,
that ridicule
Saturday I'm running wild
And all the lights are changing red to green
Moving through the crowd I'm pushing
Chemicals all rushing through my bloodstream
Only wish that you were here
You know I'm seeing it so clear
I've been afraid
To tell you how I really feel
Admit to some of those bad mistakes I've made
If you want it
Come and get it
Crying out loud
The love that I was
Giving you was
Never in doubt
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Babylon, Babylon
Sunday all the lights of London Shining ,
Sky is fading red to blue
I'm kicking through the
Autumn leaves
And wondering where it is you might be going to
Turning back for home
You know I'm feeling so alone
I can't believe
Climbing on the stair
I turn around to see you smiling there
In front of me
If you want it
Come and get it
Crying out loud
The love that I was
Giving you was
Never in doubt
And feel it now
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Babylon, Babylon, Babylon

Whatever Happened To Soy Bomb (Eels)

Blue light is flickering
Through the city streets
One billion TV sets
Glowing off concrete
One day closer to death
I know that I don't have too long
Whatever happened to soy bomb

Lunch box collector loves all the pussycats
But when he goes to bed
He wonders where he's at
Thrift store shirts and old haircuts
Living in an old sitcom
Whatever happened to soy bomb

The day is coming when you'll have to think of it
Was it really worth it
All that shit

Blue light is flickering
Through the cloudy sky
On billion lonely hearts
Beat until they die
One day closer to death
I know that I don't have too long
Whatever happened to soy bomb

Voce E Linda (Caetano Veloso)

FONTE DE MEL
NUNS OLHOS DE GUEIXA
KABUKI, MÁSCARA
CHOQUE ENTRE O AZUL
E O CACHO DE ACÁCIAS
LUZ DAS ACÁCIAS
VOCÊ É MÃE DO SOL
A SUA COISA É TODA TÃO CERTA
BELEZA ESPERTA
VOCÊ ME DEIXA A RUA DESERTA
QUANDO ATRAVESSA
E NÃO OLHA PRA TRÁS

LINDA
E SABE VIVER
VOCÊ ME FAZ FELIZ
ESTA CANÇÃO É SÓ PRA DIZER
E DIZ
VOCÊ É LINDA
MAIS QUE DEMAIS
VOCÉ É LINDA
ONDA DO MAR DO AMOR
QUE BATEU EM MIM

VOCÊ É FORTE
DENTES E MÚSCULOS
PEITOS E LÁBIOS
VOCÊ É FORTE
LETRAS E MÚSICAS
TODAS AS MÚSICAS
QUE AINDA HEI DE OUVIR
NO ABAETÉ
AREIAS E ESTRELAS
NÃO SÃO MAIS BELAS
DO QUE VOCÊ
MULHER DAS ESTRELAS
MINA DE ESTRELAS
DIGA O QUE VOCÊ QUER

VOCÊ É LINDA
E SABE VIVER
VOCÊ ME FAZ FELIZ
ESTA CANÇÃO É SÓ PRA DIZER
E DIZ
VOCÊ É LINDA
MAIS QUE DEMAIS
VOCÉ É LINDA
ONDA DO MAR DO AMOR
QUE BATEU EM MIM

GOSTO DE VER
VOCÊ NO SEU RITMO
DONA DO CARNAVAL
GOSTO DE TER
SENTIR SEU ESTILO
IR NO SEU ÍNTIMO
NUNCA ME FAÇA MAL

LINDA
MAIS QUE DEMAIS
VOCÉ É LINDA SIM
ONDA DO MAR DO AMOR
QUE BATEU EM MIM
VOCÊ É LINDA
E SABE VIVER
VOCÊ ME FAZ FELIZ
ESTA CANÇÃO É SÓ PRA DIZER
E DIZ

Historia De Las Sillas (Silvio Rodríguez)

En el borde del camino hay una silla
la rapiña merodea aquel lugar.
La casaca del amigo esta tendida
el amigo no se sienta a descansar.
Sus zapatos de gastados son espejos
que le queman la garganta con el sol
y a través de su cansancio pasa un viejo
que le seca con la sombra el sudor.

En la punta del amor viaja el amigo
en la punta más aguda que hay que ver.
Esa punta que lo mismo cava en tierra
que en las ruinas, que en un rastro de mujer.
Es por eso que es soldado y es amante
es por eso que es madera y es metal
es por eso que lo mismo siembra rosas
que razones de bandera y arsenal.

El que tenga una canción tendrá tormenta
el que tenga compañía, soledad.
El que siga un buen camino tendrá sillas
peligrosas que lo inviten a parar.
Pero vale la canción buena tormenta
y la compañía vale soledad
siempre vale la agonía de la prisa
aunque se llene de sillas la verdad.

Días Y Flores (Silvio Rodríguez)

Si me levanto temprano,
fresco y curado,
claro y feliz,
y te digo: «voy al bosque
para aliviarme de ti»,
sabe que dentro tengo un tesoro
que me llega a la raíz.

Si luego vuelvo cargado
con muchas flores
(mucho color)
y te las pongo en la risa,
en la ternura, en la voz,
es que he mojado en flor mi camisa
para teñir su sudor.

Pero si un día me demoro, no te impacientes,
yo volveré más tarde.
Será que a la más profunda alegría
me habrá seguido la rabia ese día,
la rabia simple del hombre silvestre,
la rabia bomba, la rabia de muerte,
la rabia imperio asesino de niños,
la rabia se me ha podrido el cariño,
la rabia madre por dios tengo frío,
la rabia es mío, eso es mío, sólo mío,
la rabia bebo pero no me mojo,
la rabia miedo a perder el manojo,
la rabia hijo zapato de tierra,
la rabia dame o te hago la guerra,
la rabia todo tiene su momento,
la rabia el grito se lo lleva el viento,
la rabia el oro sobre la conciencia,
la rabia —coño— paciencia, paciencia.

La rabia es mi vocación.

Si hay días que vuelvo cansado,
sucio de tiempo,
sin para amor,
es que regreso del mundo,
no del bosque, no del sol.
En esos días,
compañera ponte alma nueva
para mi más bella flor.

Dedicado a mi hermana

Southern Fried Intro (Ludacris)

[Intro]
Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sistas to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing together
So come on now and get up to it yall

[Verse 1]
The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's around the corner
Cuz the little mother**er has the dopest shows
So one time for my independant women and all the single mothers who be gettin' that cake
Two times for my dawgs pullin' triggers
And my niggaz in the kitchen that be flippin' that weight
East coast, west coast, midwest, dirty south
Then we took it all around the world
I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers, to little bitty boys ans girls
Droppin' lyrical bombs up in ya' hood,
Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em till the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want?
I even got a little rock 'n' roll
The most creative, original, got 'em takin' subliminal
*Boom boom* cuz they cant get what I gots
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white flags, I'm hot!
And everytime I rhyme I'm puttin' rappers in the ground
Wit' lines that got 'em hooked like dope
They gotta make up they mind, because they runnin' outta time
And I'm about to make 'em choke
Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me preach
Let's get arrested for Disturbin' the Peace! (C'mon)

Man! This Disturbin' Tha Peace shit gettin' on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth, know what I'm sayin'?
While he doin' shows, I'm in these skreets, know what I'm sayin'?
While he on tv, I'm in these skreets
And then my broad, my kid walkin' around singin' it
Boy, if they sing another verse, boy I swear
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm on another level though
I gotta car wash, I gotta shop on O' National
I got my own record label, you heard of us
The Posse Family Cartel, you know what I'm sayin', we real
Who this nigga thing he is?

[Verse 2]
I'ma house hold name, wit' game spittin' outta my mouth at all times
I spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin' in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Ooh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, call the cops
People in the way wanna baller block
Little do they know that I'm callin' shots
And I'm not to be **ed with
If you see me comin' 'round the corner, then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick
I tried to tell 'em, but they dont wanna listen
I tried to shine 'em, but they dont wanna glisten, while the high hat keeps on tickin'
And the kick drum keep on pumpin', I'm dumpin' on the closest fools
Cuz rules were made to be broken, but you cant make broken rules
Hear what I'm sayin' or heard what I said
Hear what they playin', cuz thru this music I'ma still be heard if I'm dead
Call ya' producers, cuz I'm hurtin' these beats
I said it once, I'll say it twice, biatch, Disturbin' Tha Peace
C'mon

Yeah, folk
The King of the kings has spoken
ATL shawty! Hood to hood, block to block
We bouta let our nuts hang!
Disturbin' Tha Peace!
We dont die, we multiply
We makin Def Jam history
Thanks for gettin' the CD shawty!


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Música Cristiana del Movimiento Misionero Mundial Pastor Edwin Hurtado Benito y esposa Jossy Choque de Hurtado también integrante de Lluvias de Bendición.




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