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Escuchar Cleiry Cruz "Dejame llorar a tus Pies"


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Wherever (Outlandish)

Where ever it goes
Where ever I go
Where ever we go
Where ever I go
Where ever it goes
Where ever we go

To whom it may concern I think I lost someone
I think I heard my mother cry I think I left someone
Think I saw myself commit homicide kill someone
The sweetest thing you have ever seen I think I hurt someone
I am running on a cloudy day
With a mind state far from ok nowhere to stay
And none to pray for me five times a day
Did I mention that I was brought up to the sky
To clarify I was put on a high to represent my body to the fullest still I am rowdy
Though not blessed with the same earthly riches like the Saudi I got spirit so they are bounty hunting
No mercy shown it's a conspiracy all over me won't leave me alone

By the look in your eyes
I can tell you gonna cry
Is it over me
If it is save your tears cause I'm not worth it you´ll see
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the run
Where ever I lay my hat that's my home
I'm telling you that's my home

Where ever it goes
Where ever I go
Where ever we go
That's my home

Where ever I go
Where ever it goes
Where ever we go
I'm telling you that's my home

Donde quiera que me encuentre
Donde quiera que yo vaya
Ese es mi hogar esa es mi casa
Soy como una pluma
Que es llevada por el viento
Libre como el aire, sin fronteras
Soy como el universo
Pirata sin modales
dueño de tus mares
tu amor yo me he robado
y sola has quedado
no soy digno de tus lagrimas
no llores tus dolores me los llevo
estas en mis recuerdos
no me justifico
y te pido mil disculpas
si pudiera cambiaria
pero esta es mi conducta
si algún día yo me asentó
seria a tu lado dormiría sosegado en tus brazos
por ahora te digo adiós algún día nos veremos
no guardes el rencor y si los bellos besos
porque a veces la vida es loca (loca loca)
a veces ganas unas
a veces pierdes otras

(Translated)
Wherever I find myself
Where ever I go
That's my house
That's my home
I'm like a feather
Conducted by the wind
Free like air
Without borders
Like the universe
A pirate without manners
Proprietor of your seas
I have stolen your love
And now lonely, there you are
I'm not worthy of your tears
Don't cry, I'm taking your pain away
You'll be in my memory
I can't justify my self
I apologize a thousand times
If I could change I would
But this is my way of being
If one day I settle
It would be by your side, Ill sleep peacefully in your arms
But for now I say goodbye, someday we'll see each other
Don't keep the rancour, only our beautiful kisses
Cuz sometimes life is crazy
Sometimes you win some
Sometimes you loose some.

Where ever it goes
Where ever I go
Where ever we go
That's my home

Where ever I go
Where ever it goes
Where ever we go
I'm telling you that's my home

Never ever really sow me coming
Never ever really heard me knocking
Could it be that you were busy working
Thinking about him and forgetting about me
You got to be, (got to be)
down with me (down with me)
Coz only then I'll be (then I'll be)
down for real(down for real)
where ever I lay my hat that's my home

Where ever it go
Where ever I goes
Where ever we go
That's my home

Where ever I go
Where ever it goes
Where ever we go
I'm telling you that's my home

Ay Mujer (Juan Luis Guerra)

Ay mujer
By Juan Luis Guerra

Ay mujer
tu cuerpo me hace falta ya
tus labios mi refugio
que me dejan ebrio de tanto besar

Ay mujer
tu risa mi oportunidad
y si no estás conmigo
todo va muriendo y no puedo soñar

Es que tu amor
me queda grande, ya lo sé
Es que tu amor
se multiplica y crece
Es que tu amor
es el principio y el final
Es que a tu amor
le nacen alas y vuela sobre el mar

Ay mujer
mi sombra va detrás de tí
descalza se **
y entre tu pecho comienzo a vivir

Es que tu amor
me queda grande, ya lo sé
Es que tu amor
se multiplica y crece
Es que tu amor
es el principio y el final
Es que a tu amor
le nacen alas y vuela sobre el mar

The Christians And The Pagans (Dar Williams)

Amber called her uncle, said "We're up here for the holiday,
Jane and I were having Solstice; now we need a place to stay."
And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree,
He watched his son hang candy canes all made with Red Dye No. 3.
He told his niece, "Its Christmas Eve, I know our life is not your style,"
She said, "Christmas is like Solstice, and we miss you and its been awhile."

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And just before the meal was served, hands were held and prayers were said,
Sending hope for peace on earth to all their gods and goddesses.

The food was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a hitch,
Till Timmy turned to Amber and said, "Is it true that you're a wtich?"
His mom jumped up and said, "The pies are burning," and she hit the kitchen,
And it was Jane who spoke, she said, "It's true, your cousin's not a Christian,"
"But we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share,
And you find magic from your God, and we find magic everywhere,"

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And where does magic come from? I think magic's in the learning,
'Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pumpkin pies are burning.

When Amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, "Really, no, don't bother."
Amber's uncle saw how Amber looked like Tim and like her father.
He thought about his brother, how they hadn't spoken in a year,
He thought he'd call him up and say, "It's Christmas, and your daughter's here."
He thought of fathers, sons and brothers, saw his own son tug his sleeve, saying,
"Can I be a Pagan?" Dad said, "We'll discuss it when they leave."

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways from the old, and
Making sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold.

Tu y Yo (Wilco)

A ti, a tu belleza tan particular, a esa manera turbia de mirar, a tus mentiras y a tu gran verdad, tu verdad

a ti, a lo que fuiste y a lo que ser?s, a tus secretos y tu intimidad, a tu pasado so?ador, tu presente junto a mi

a la vida al amor, a la noche al calor, ese ni?o que es tuyo y mio
a ese sol que vendra y nos reflejar?
esa flor que seremos tu y yo

a mi, a mi locura que eres solo tu
a mis silencios, a mi ingratitud
a mis traiciones y a mi mal humor, que es amor

a mi, al tiempo que pase buscandote
a los virtudes que siempre ense?e
a los defectos que oculte, a mis locuras a mi fe

a la vida de amor, a la noches de olor, ese ni?o que es tuyo y mio
a ese sol que vendra y nos reflejar?
esa flor que seremos tu y yo

tu y yo, que somos algo mas que tu y yo
somos pasados, somso por pasar
sobre esta tierra que nos ense?o como amar
tu y yo, que somos dos y somos un millon, somos reproches
somos el perdon
somos la guerra, somos paz
vi por mi por los dem?s

a la vida de amor, a la noches de olor, ese ni?o que es tuyo y mio
a ese sol que vendra y nos reflejar?
esa flor que seremos tu y yo

No Voy A Ser Tu Esclavo (Maná)

no me crucifiques
con los clavos del amor mi morena
no soy de tu propiedad mi reina
y no voy a ser tu esclavo

si siempre te amé
por estar atado al corazón
no voy a ser el otro eslabón
de tu colección de esclavos

no, no, no, no, no, no, no

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
me matas amor

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
mas no voy a ser tu esclavo

eres una reina
una princesa del amor
donde pierdo entre tus muslos la razón
mujer eres magia negra

no no no no no no no

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
me matas amor

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
me matas amor

ay no quiero ser esclavo del amor
ay yo quiero escaparme del dolor
ay no sé qué hacer
no sé no sé hey

mujer hermosa
eres una reina peligrosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
me matas amor

mujer hermosa
eres una reina venenosa
eres las espinas de una rosa
mas no voy a ser tu esclavo

sépalo bien pero óyemelo bien
oyé me bein pero jugarte yo no soy tu esclavo

sépalo bien pero óyemelo bien
pero qué yo no voy a ser tu esclavo no no no

sépalo bien pero óyemelo bien
eres una rosa una rosa filosa

sépalo bien pero óyemelo bien
óye óye óye óye óye

The Other Side Of Town (Masta Ase Inc.)





Excuse me ladies and gentlemen. Sorry to bother you today. My name is
Joe. And um I'm not on crack I don't do drugs I'm just trying to get
something to eat. If you can give just a penny a nickel..a dime a
quarter..anything will be greatly appreciated. Thank you for your time...
and have a nice day.

How do you do?
I'm from the other side of town
The place where the only skin you see is the color brown
The sun never shines in this place where I live
And it's hard to do right when you feel negative
I have no compassion
I only know agression
And there is nothing great about this opression
People I see on TV, in there towns live the good life
But I live out of bounds
Where nobody comes unless they're forced to come
In school, they call me the bum from the slum
But they don't know
My sista has no food to eat
And her hand-me-down shoes are too tight for her feet
The way I see things, life isn't fair
So I never learned how to share or to care
But to hope - and hope
Instead of feeling down
And that's how it is
On the other side of town

I live on the other side of town

Pardon me, brotha
As you stand in your glory
I hope you don't mind as I tell the whole story
Some people livin life like fun in the sun
But yo, others are givin strife, and that's all they know
I feel no comfort in talks from the President
So put back on Cosby
A s** is my resident
I think if I ever die, it might be a blessin
Some say I never try, but why are they stressin
I'll never get ahead; my raps have a better chance
I'm livin on Wonder Bread with holes in my leather pants
I'm not on the drug scene; they call me a crack head
I just had a bugged dream that I was a black man
Workin in the hospital
Then in came in a half-dead rich bitch
Yo, they must be insane
You think I would save her?
Yo, she wouldn't save me
I asked for a quater once, and guess what she gave me
A **in penny
A ?quarter? costs half a mill
If it's up to me, yo, she's pushin up dafodils
In a casket
Payback's a female dog
Yo, send her**to the morgue
Then I woke up, and I sat with a frown
Damn, I woke up
But on the other side of town

The other side of town

My teacher's a fat man
Yo, how can they tempt me so
** geometry, my stomach is empty, yo
Can't you teach me to win this crazy game?
You and I are in so many ways the same
People tell me, but I don't believe that shit
Why do you sell me a dream, then leave me spit?
The truth is bare, and so is my cupboards, too
I wonder what could even L. Ron Hubbard do
Because my mind right now is on the brink of breakin
Yo, look how I think
I think I'll stick up the store with the Arab guy
I'm sick of him anyway; his prices are too high
Or maybe I'll start sellin Avon door-to-door
Then pull a jammy, and make a bigger score
Nah, maybe I'll start sellin dope for my cous
Then I could drive the same car he does
The life of a poor man
Consider me desperate
I sleep in a cold room
And wish I could just get
A piece of the pie
Is that asking too much?
I can't even reach what others have in their clutch
I wish I could go on, but I have to end this
And get back to livin a life that is winless
There's no use swimmin, so I might as well drown
In my sorrows
Cause tomorrow's the other side of town

The other side of town
The other side of town

Shake A Lil' Somethin' (2 Live Crew)




"OK man, are you ready to go?"
"I'm ready to go, now c'mon now, crank this mother**er up!"

Mr. Mixx:
YEAH, IT'S YA BOYS BACK IN THE HOUSE! WE WANT Y'ALL TO GET Y'ASS
ON THE MOTHER**IN' DANCE FLOOR!

Brother Marquis:
All you raggedy-ass hoes, GET Y'ASS OUUUUT!

Chorus(2x): Mr. Mixx and Marquis
Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it
Shake, shake, shake, shake a lil' somethin'
That's the way (Yeaaaah)
That's the way (You go girl!)

Verse 1: Brother Marquis
Bitch, I wanna see you shake it
Bend on over, butt-ass **
Now pump pump pump, get it get it
I got 135 beats a minute
It's your brother, Marquis, callin' all the freaks
To show the pink and the booty-cheeks
Stick from the bottom, stick from the top
Show me a shot, lemme see what you got
Rub that**and play with that clit
I'm still with that freaky shit
One time for the girls in Georgia,
Detroit, Michigan and Miami, Florida
That's how we make our music fast
'Cause the girls down South like to shake that ass!
They so fine, I can't take it
They gots to freak it, they gots to shake it

Chorus

Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice
I love the way the girls be shakin'
Especially when they butt-ass **
Bend on over, show me what you got
'Cause I'm down for a table-top
So work your body, strip left side
Make me smile, get buck-wild
'Cause Fresh Kid Ice got the flow
And now is the time to come get yours
Freaky shit is what I like,
Especially when them bitches dykes
So shake that ass, and bitch, don't stop
Come on, girl, just make me hot
'Cause I'm down for the 69
You better get yours 'cause I gets mine
Show what you got; bitch, stop frontin'
Drop them draws and shake a lil' somethin'!

Chorus

Verse 3: Brother Marquis
I love to see 'em in lingerie
Tattooed titties and a Boosty-A
Stacked on the back of a cutie pie
Bend over, let me see you do the butterfly
So impressin' when undressin'
You got me stressin', bitch, stop flexin'
Keep shakin' that**at me
Pop that coochie, freak so nasty
Double up on the table top
Hit them switches now make that**drop
Girl, get wide open
Up and down with an in-and-out motion
Them other kings, they ain't did nothin'
You wanna get freaky? Lemme kiss your belly button
You're so fine, I can't take it
You gots to freak it, you gots to shake it!

Chorus

[MM] To the left...
[BM] Yeahhhhh! Get it get it!
[MM] To the right y'all!
[BM] C'mon now, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ...
[MM] To the front ...
[BM] Heyyyy! Get it, get it!
[MM] To the back y'all! Make time!
[BM] Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it!

Chorus

Baller Bitch (Foxy Brown)

[Featuring Too Short / Pretty Boy]

Yo Foxy shorty yo
Don't let that pretty shit fool you yo
I didn't pay that bitch
[Foxy]
This is for all my ballin**bitches
All over worldwide
Shake them thighs for them pies
For all my niggas on every street corner
That's right love y'all niggas
[Chorus Foxy & Too Short]
This is for the baller bitch
The waller bitch
The niggas that would call a bitch
Y'all be rich
So Short, what you mean?
I bet I be a poor girl's dream
More money than she ever seen
This is for the baller cats
All the cats
That want a bitch to lay on their backs
To hell with that
So Fox what you mean?
Bet I be a poor niggas dream
More money than he ever seen
[Too-Short]
Kiss the projects goodbye
I'ma change you bitch
I'ma have niggas thinkin you a famous bitch
Here's the keys to the Benz but don't start the car
If you good I'ma let you park the car
From a straight broke**to a baller bitch
They got no other choice but to call you rich
I got hella fly ladies
Never cry ladies
Those cheat on they man type tell a lie ladies
Diamond rings
Platinum chains
Tell them "baller bitch" when they ask your name
I say strut that strut
Walk that walk
Pop that shit
Talk that talk
Hold your head high
Be proud of this life
Pray to God that you never fall out of this life
'Cause it's much more better than all world scenes
Bitch open up your eyes it's a poor girls dream
[Chorus]
[Foxy]
Kiss that jail shit goodbye
I'ma lace you nigga
I'ma have bitches thinkin' you a famous nigga
Here's the keys to the crib
Have you lovin' this life
And bitches ain't nothing **in' with a thug in your life
And you frontin'**niggas who be courtin' the hype
Like they OT
And ain't ever sold a drug in they life
I got husslin'**niggas
Thuggin'**niggas
Always on some shit never trustin**niggas
Bust your guns niggas cop your ones
And tell them "big baller" when you flash your ones
Nigga lock the bar down
Show these cats how it's done
And slide through the hood and go ** with your Dons
[Chorus]
[Foxy]
Call me what you want
I done heard the worst
And if there's Cris in this bitch
Then I'm poppin' it first
And if the 700's come I'll be coppin' it first
So whenever you see some hot shit I'm rockin' it first
[Too-Short]
Shit, droppin' it first
The pardon choppin' it first
Basically when I ride by I'm hurtin' them worse
So now boo what you gonna do?
You see how quick I got you
That's how quick I will drop you
[Chorus]

PANIC (RANK) (The Smiths)

Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere
But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself

Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play


On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Or provincial towns you jog 'round
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ


Thankyou ...

PANIC (The Smiths)

Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere
But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself

Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music they constantly play


On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Provincial towns you jog 'round
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ


Video


Filmado en Florida (2007) Director: Faustino Mota.




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