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Escuchar Hotel California - Eagles - acustico solo guitarra


Letras

Jazmin (Luis Alberto Spinetta)

Caído de un amor
nunca encontrarás
luces donde mirar
ni piel donde morir

Tu amor de jazmín
el deseo no me deja partir
jazmín, el deseo es solo un fruto
sin un hombre ni una mujer ni un recuerdo....

Ritual del querer
en tus labios soy
soy nadie, nadie y el placer
oh, me abandonaré
a tu amor de jazmín
es que el deseo no me deja partir
oh, jazmín, el deseo es solo un fruto
sin un hombre ni una mujer
jazmín, uh uh uh ...
tengo apuro por quererte así oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..

Oh, jazmín, de tus ojos no podré volver

Caído de un amor nunca encontrarás
las pupilas de un alma que te espera
ni piel donde morir
tu amor de jazmín
es que el deseo no me deja partir
oh, jazmín el deseo no me deja partir
oh, jazmín el deseo no me deja partir
oh, jazmín el deseo no me deja partir

oh, jazmín, de tus ojos no sabré volver, oh

Slither (Velvet Revolver)

Hey Hey Hey

When you look you see right through me
Cut the rope, fell to my knees
Fallen, broken every single time

Always keep me under finger
That's the spot where you would (sue) me
But I see sometime pleasure in my mind

Yeah, here comes the water
It's come to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see

Hey hey hey

When you seek me you destroy me
Rip my mind and smell the poppy's
Fallen blood in every single time

Always keep me under finger
That's the spot where you might linger
But I see sometime the pleasure in my mind

Yeah, here comes the water
It's come to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Like holy water
It only burns you faster than you'll ever dry
This time with me

(guitar solo)

When you look you see right through me
Cut the rope, fell to my knees
Fallen and broken
Every single time

Yeah, here comes the water
It's come to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Like holy water
It only burns you faster than you'll ever dry
This time with me

Hey, hey, hey

Born To Boogie (Hank Williams Jr.)

Well my momma met my daddy down in Alabama They tied the knot so here I am.
Born on the bayou on the Texas Line Loved Louisanana and raised on Jabalaya.
Now before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand by the time I could talk I had my own band,
went on the road when I was eight years old when I turned fifteen I was stealing the show.
Money to burn and the girls were pretty it didn't take me long to learn that I was born to boogie.

When I was eighteen I went to Hollywood I met Elvis, Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode,
Got my guitar painted in the California sun a red caddilac having to much fun.
Now we were playing them halls and jammin' then until they moved me on over to M.G.M.
They said this is the boy we've been telling you about, he lit a cigar and stuck his hand out.
He said son have we got a deal for you gonna make you a star give you fifty thousand too.
I told him my Momma didn't raise no fool.
I'll take your money, I'll make you a movie But I can tell ya' right now I am born to boogie.

Well my name is Bocephus I drink whiskey by the gallon and I never back down and I love a good challenge
what I do now is what I did then I like to get down with all my rowdy friends.
Now I can be sweet and I can be mean I still got my hat and I still wear my jeans
My shades are chromo my guitar is steal if you think I won't then believe me I will
Get down on you baby because I ain't no rookie I was put here to party and I was born to boogie

I Don't Want You No More (TRU)




featuring Mr. Serv On

[Silkk The Shocker]
Look for real you need to stop calling me with that bullshit.
Somebody tryin to make money make it happen.
When you get your shit together you can hollar at me.
Look.

Now I don't know why you keep playing all these childish games
You older then me so why the ** you keep playing
Not the chick I thought I'd see thought you would be
I know that's you cause your number keeps showing up on my caller I.D.
I can't even go on the road without you all on my shoulder
Talkin bout giving an autograph to a chick you like,
why you talkin to them hoes
Like all that extra buggin
If you trippin you can leave
cause you know that I don't need all that extra luggage
Just leave, pack your shit up, aww ** all that extra hugging
I can, because that's why I got all these extra cousins
I'm a thug and I stay thugging
I hold grudges, that's why I never ever talk to my ex in public
Now we supposed to be just friends, now you getting all possessive
All agressive, I'm like chick, just pause for a second
See that's why I was kinda scared to hit the skin
Cause I'll be mad as **, I come back, you left and hit the Benz
You say you got pictures of this chick who I was walking with
Talking with, now you on some old stalking shit
Now first place I don't want you, I talk to you to get close to your friends
You know what, I gotta short temper, you just getting close to the end
Now what

Chorus

He don't want you no more
Cause I never let you do the things that you think that you'll do
He'll be out the door
Cause he see's that your the kind of girl that shows up to no good

[C-Murder]
Man, this girl crazy.
What, what.

Now when I first met ya I told ya that I had a girl
But you overlooked that, all you seen was diamonds and pearls
You wanted a nigga in the spotlight with money and shit
So you can run and tell your girls you my honey and shit
Looking for the finer things but I'm just **ing you up
You keep on calling, huh, but I keep hanging you up
Your girl told my nigga that we getting engaged
I felt played, I didn't know that you was sick in the head
To fall in love with a thug and now you hating my boo
You should have listened to your friends and don't ** with TRU
And I was just a little horny and you looked so good
With your pretty face and**made me wish I could
** you and your girl if yall down with that
I told you that I was a dogg and you was cool with that
So dry your eyes, I'm out the door and quit sweating my show
I told ya, like a man, I don't want you no more

Chorus

[Mr. Serv-On]
Say boo, it ain't like you was with me when I was serving fiends
So I don't owe you shit, right now turn in your jersey, you ain't on my team
So what, got tired of scratching on my S
It wasn't like that when you was at my hotel biting on my chest
When I met you you was still breathing for another
I let you wear my tank, excuse the first couple of calls to my baby's mother
Now it's am I married or do I have a woman
You was never mines in the first place so why the hell you fussing
I hear our names going big in the beauty salons and nail shops
I told ya, keep it between us or we gotta never stop
But you couldn't keep your mouth closed
So guess what, take all your paper boo and make your way to the door
See me, I ain't with that he see or she saw her with me shit
So if you see me don't play me like no bitch
So when it come up to this and I'm goin do what I gotta do
I'm a take it to mines so stay TRU, what you wanna do

Chorus till fade

Fé (Candy 66)

Si a lo mejor se rompe el mañana y no vuelves atras, recuerda que siempre estaran quienes vencieron.
Demuestra quien eres.
Destapa tu mente al sol.
Rompe el mañana.
Busca tu escencia.
No dejes que te atrape.

Si acaso tu te sientes solo sin nadie, sin andie a quien recurrir, no sientas miedo solo piensa en huir, huir hasta el fin, no sientas miedo.
Es lo que t hace libre usa toda tu fe, es lo q t hace libre usa tu fe.
USA, USA TU FE. USA TODA TU FE ES LO QUE TE HACE LIBRE USA TODA TU FE ES LO QUE TE HACE LIBRE USA TU FE.
Rompe el mañana, busca tu escencia. Rompe el mañana, busca tu escencia.
USA, USA TU FE ES LO QUE TE HACE LIBRE USA TODA TU FE ES LO QUE TE HACE LIBRE USA TU FE!

Respect My Mind (Hot Boys)




(Lil' Wayne)
What what
Check Check
Head buster set ripper
Neighborhood superstar
Going to split up
While we dispose of
Nigga broad hitter
Hot Boys soldier
Expedition flipper hell
Niggaz be terrified of us cause they know how we play
Them niggaz hide form us or catch 3 from a K (AK)
I'm just a scrub I can't scuff
I'm too light to fight
I'm too thin to win so I ride at night
Your face respect nigga
You're playing with the wrong one
I'll break your neck nigga
You're playing with the wrong gun
I use K's to wet niggaz I'm spraying the whole room
Better watch your back nigga
little one that's a wrap
Watch niggaz step up when I bust a cap
Niggaz drop like (whistle) splat
keep joking here and gone show you what I'm bout
Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out

Chorus:
Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out
Respect my mind and have them boys in your house
Respect my mind look we ride on chrome
Respect my mind cause we get our shine on
Respect my mind cause we that Hot Boy clique
Respect my mind nigga you can't phase this
Respect my mind look we'll ** your bitch
Respect my mind look we bout that gangsta shit

(Juvenile)
Watch me grow up
When I was small he had plan
My daddy was balling and he was the right hand man
My poppa bought us a house to keep our family secure
Livin good on a ranch in the middle of the woods
I understood at a young age my daddy would spray
Seen him slit a niggaz throat and shoot one up in the face
He'd be murder case after case he was untouchable
But he had a right hand man that wasn't trustable
Who undercover slow made deals under the table
Working for the feds round my people wearing a cable
My daddy got busted so we got left at the door
All of our shit got repossessed
And our family was flat broke
Moved back inside the projects in summer 84
(?) from Yomey and Black Zo
And I got to the point where I wouldn't smile no more
Hooked up the same nigga that handled my daddy dough
I know that he sheisty but the nigga just don't know
Swear to god I ain't bout it but the nigga just don't know
I got 2 under my belt and gone make it one more
cock the 4-4 and knock his brain out on the floor
respect my mind

Chorus

(B.G.)
Me, Wayne, Turk and Juvenile getting blunted
In a pair if white suburb 1500
No stunting counting 100 thou nigga in front of the brick
He should have knew Hot Boys wasn't bringing back shit
That's how the game going that's how the game get played
Head buster for sure sweat no hoes haters get sprayed
All week long look I'm a nigga on the grind
All year long I make you niggaz respect my mind
Every single day it's a must I tote the ** iron
Disconnect your spine leave your balky paralyzed
I use blocks to bust heads
I use glocks to play hotels to feds
Niggaz know I ain't the one to be roughed on
move when I'm coming through or you'll get stepped on
I don't give a mother ** if you got your vest on
I'm shooting through that I thought you knew that
that's how Bee Geezy do that
I ride dirty and when I ride you die
all the time you bitch niggaz gone respect my mind

Chorus

(Turk)
Nigga respect my mind can't then stay your distance
Kill realahs like that niggaz coming up missing
I soak your spot when you rapping on me
You get hit with shots when you hating on me
Must of had ‘em whoa there
Do you think you ready for us
Disrespect my mind ** over you is a must
Come through your cut
Nigga don't spook now
Cause when you was talking bout us it was all good huh
Nigga ** all that I ain't gone talk I'm a save it
Original HB nigga I ride Mercedes
I got stacks of money and ** plenty hoes
Nigga respect my mind or I'll knock off your nose

Chorus

Four Barrel Heart Of Love (Twisted Sister)

Tires squealing, freewheeling
Lines coming through the night
Head's roaring disorderly
Engine screams, everything is alright, well

CHORUS:

Four barrel heart of love (get ready, hold steady)
Four barrel heart of love (get ready, hold steady)
You're the one that I'm dreaming of
You're my four barrel heart of love

Raw pounding, hot sounding
Heart stopping and you bet you're alive
Red lining, white lining
Man and thunder in the powerdrive, well

REPEAT CHORUS

Let's ride

Solo - Jay Jay

Gas burning, head turning
Riding hard like never before
Earthshaking, lawbreaking
Hammers down man to the floor, well

REPEAT CHORUS

Wanted Man (Axel Rudi Pell)

There I was a dirty boy,
a stranger in this town
there you were a broken toy,
lost and never found
watch out, here comes the judge
can't tell by the others
reach out, but you're not there
better run for cover
man on a mission, I'm ready to rock
locked in position, I'm never gonna stop
I'm on the run down the highway
I'm a wanted man
you better stay out of my way
run as fast as you can
Draw the line ain't got no time,
when all is said and done
Fell the heat down on the street,
looking for some fun
Hold out, it's not too late
take my revenge
Hold on and get it straight
Living on the edge
man on a mission, I'm ready to rock
Locked in position, I'm never gonna stop
I'm on the run down the highway
I'm a wanted man
you better stay out of my way
run as fast as you can
I'm on the run down the highway
I'm a wanted man
you better stay out of my way
run as fast as you can
[Solo]
[Repeat Chorus/twice]

13 anni (Tiziano Ferro)

 
Artista: Tiziano Ferro
Album: 111
Titolo: 13 Anni


Avrebbe chiesto solo
Un attimo di pace
Avrebbe chiesto solamente di ascoltare ancora
Un filo suo di voce
Che dice
Me ne vado piano piano piano piano...
Tu prendimi la mano
Io parto e non ti porto con me
D'ora in poi pensa solo a te
Avrebbe chiesto solo
Di perdere un po' i sensi

...
...

Sarebbe stata sola
Dispersa tra le stelle
Oppure Dio l'avrebbe messa a vivere in compagnia
Delle anime più belle?
Cadere stanca ormai stremata tra le braccia
Degli angeli più attenti
Che dolci la raccolgono
E disattenti tendono la mano

...
...

Ed io che ascolto ancora
E sempre ci ripenso
Al camminare morbido e al tuo affetto regalato
Avvolto nel silenzio
Risento flebile il candore tenero
Geloso nella mano
E 13 anni passano
Perché la vita è un attimo

Soy Rebelde (Jeanette)

Yo soy rebelde
porque el mundo me ha hecho asi
porque nadie me ha tratado con amor
porque nadie me ha querido nunca oir
Yo soy rebelde
porque siempre sin razon
me negaron todo aquello que pedi
y me dieron solamente incomprension

Y quisiera ser como el niño aquel
como el hombre aquel que es feliz
y quisiera dar lo que hay en mi
todo a cambio de una amistad
y soñar, y vivir
y olvidar el rencor
y cantar, y reir
y sentir solo amor

Yo soy rebelde
porque el mundo me ha hecho asi
porque nadie me ha tratado con amor
porque nadie me ha querido nunca oir

Y quisiera ser como el niño aquel
como el hombre aquel que es feliz
y quisiera dar lo que hay en mi
todo a cambio de una amistad
y soñar, y vivir
y olvidar el rencor
y cantar, y reir
y sentir solo amor.


Video


Solo de guitarra acustico de la version live de Hotel California de Eagles...




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