Otelo(Tierra Santa)
No hay infortunio mayor que el de amar
Si la pasión no te deja ver la verdad
Y el corazón enturbia tu mente
Qué demonio hay mayor para juzgar
Quién sin vergüenza insulta nuestra amistad
O aquel cual risa no nos deja verle
Y buscar un motivo que aplaque el dolor
Una excusa para el corazón
Rezar por tu alma maldita
Y con tus manos quitar
Quitar la vida a tu amor
Dejar a los celos hablar
Hablar con el corazón
Hablar con el corazón
Y maldecir el error que te amarga
Con ella quieres morir
Sin ella tú no eres nada
Sin ella tú no eres nada
Y buscar un motivo que aplaque el dolor
Una excusa para el corazón
Rezar por tu alma maldita
Y con tus manos quitar
Quitar la vida a tu amor
Dejar a los celos hablar
Hablar con el corazón
Hablar con el corazón
Si tu alma has de vender(Tierra Santa)
No hay mejor mentira ni disfraz
Que pueda al tiempo burlar
Cuando se oculta en la sonrisa
Nunca fue una trampa tan audaz
Que en su ironía genial
Esconde la verdad de su fin
Porque es cómplice el engaño de la risa
Y es mezquino su placer
Porque el demonio es mejor verle la cara
Si tu alma has de vender
No confundas risa y alegría
Ignorancia y valentía
Seriedad con mal humor
Que la amistad no es caridad
Y éste no da nada por dar
Es falso necio y ladrón
Porque la astucia del disfraz es el descaro
Miserable es su placer
Porque al demonio es mejor verle a la cara
Si tu alma has de vender
Miente quien proclama la verdad
Y con alarde galán hace de este acto su bandera
No engaña a nadie al final
Pues la mentira alimentar
Descubre al actor y al disfraz
Porque se coge antes a un mentiroso
Que a un cojo sin correr
Porque el demonio es mejor verle la cara
Si tu alma has de vender.
Esto es pa la peña ke tenga ke vender su alma
Mejor morir en pie(Tierra Santa)
No he de rendirme aunque caiga al andar
No estaré vivo si he de huir.
Si por vivir, no he de ser dueño de mí
Mejor en pie morir
En las piedras que están en el camino
Sé que cuando empiece a caminar
He de labrar yo, mi propio destino
Ser quien decida cuantos pasos he de dar
Ser libre para elegir
Si por vivir, no he de ser dueño de mí
Mejor en pie morir
Sé que en esta vida hay que vivir
Con el dolor que dan las heridas
Sé que al caminar he de sufrir
Y cada vez será mas dura la caída
No he de rendirme aunque caiga al andar
No estaré vivo si de huir
Si por vivir, no he de ser dueño de mí
Mejor en pie morir
Nunca nadie habrá de doblegar
El valor que alimenta mi vida
Nunca harán mi pierna arrodillar
Aunque el dolor atormente mis heridas
No habrá quien pueda mi espíritu quebrar
Vencer mi alma ni mi fe
Si he de caer, antes elijo poder
Mejor morir en pie
the backstreet boys(just want you to know)
Lookin’ at your picture from when we first met
You gave me a smile that I could never forget
And nothing I could do
Could protect me from you that night
Wrapped around your finger, always on my mind
The days would blend ’cause we stayed up all night
Yeah, you and I were, everything, everything to me
Chorus:
I just want you to know
That I’ve been fighting to let you go
Some days I make it through
And then there’s nights that never end
I wish that I could believe
That there’s a day you’ll come back to me
But still I have to say
I would do it all again
Just want you to know
All the doors are closing, I’m trying to move ahead
And deep inside I wish it’s me instead
My dreams are empty from the day,
The day you slipped away
Chorus:
And I just want you to know
That I’ve been fighting to let you go (oh)
Some days I make it through
And then there’s nights that never end
I wish that I could believe
That theres a day you’ll come back to me
But still I have to say (yeah)
I would do it all again
Just want you to know
Bridge:
That since I lost you
I lost myself (ohhh)
No I can’t fake it
There’s no one else
Chorus:
So I just want you to know
That I’ve been fighting to let you go
Some days I make it through
And then there’s nights that never end
I wish that I could believe
That there’s a day you’ll come back to me (back to me)
But still I have to say (I have to say)
I would do it all again (do it all again)
I just want you to know (cuz I’ve been fighting)
That I’ve been fighting to let you go (ohh)
Some days I make it through (and then there’s)
And then there’s nights that never end
I wish that I could believe (yeah)
That there’s a day you’ll come back to me (but still)
But still I have to say (I have to say)
I would do it all again
Just want you to know
the backstreet boys(just want you to know)
Pa ti arantza ke lo disfrutes
Dover(devil came to me) la letra
Devil came to me
And he said: I Know what you need
Devil came to me
And he said you just follow me
This is the end but I’m not surprised
You will burn in hell
Do you know why?
Devil came to me
And he said: I Know what you need
Devil came to me
And he said: you belong to me
This is the end but I’m not surprised
You will burn in hell
Do you know why?
I lied for you, I lied for you
I lied for you, I lied for you
The moon was red and night became my friend
But the stars were evil
And they said: like you were
The moon was red and night became my friend
But the stars were evil
And they said: hey, like you were
This is just the end
You will burn in hell tell us if you’re scared
Devil came to me
And he said: I know what you need
Devil came to me
And he said: what you need it’s me
This is the end but I’m not surprised
You will burn in hell
Do you know why?
The moon was red and night became my friend
But the stars were evil
And they said: hey, like you were
This is just the end
You will burn in hell tell us if you’re scared
Everybody say now I will take the lessons
That I forgot to learn at school
And they go like: everybody say you deserve what you get
But oh! No, I didn’t mean to hurt
I lied for you, I lied for you
I lied for you, I lied for you
The moon was red and night became my friend
But the stars were evil
And they said: like you were
The moon was red and night became my friend
But the stars were evil
And they said: hey, like you were
This is just the end
You will burn in hell tell us if you’re scared
Dover(Devil come to me)
Es una mu buena cancion de dover en sus buenos momentos no komo aora…
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