hoy me desperté cantando

sweet child o' mine

He's got a smile
that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
when everything was as fresh as a bright blue sky

Now and then when I see his face
It takes me away to that special place
And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry

Sweet child 'o mine
Sweet love of mine

He's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I'd hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
His hair reminds me
Of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go

Sweet child o' mine

Yo conozco la de Guns 'n Roses y la de Sheryl Crow si conoceis otra versión que merezca la pena avisad ;D XDDDDDDDD

¿moriré ahorcada?

Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die?

I wish that you didn't love me no more, I've been dead for years,
I wish that you didn't own me no more, I've been here before.

Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die? No, I won't!
Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die?

I want to draw the blood from your neck, spill the lies in your bed.
I will give you a holy white rose, cut the tongue from your head.

Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die? No, I won't!
Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid, will I die, will I die?

I belong to a line of red scent, teach the heart to reflect.
The wound is wise for primal black eyes, there's a scarlet letter in my chest.

Die on a rope, The Distillers

On my way

Y empiezo a soñar...

The snow comes falling down
The flakes do their best to cover up the ground
And I'm inside looking out
The sun has swept away to make place for the night

Nothing left to do, nothing left to say
Cause I'm already on my way
Might have the wind in my face
But at least I'm on my way

I'm always on the move
Until I find my place I look for something new
And that's how I get my kicks
It's a constant search for something
Something more than this

I start dreaming away
Wanna roll into the sunset in a 56 chevrolet
With you right by my side
Last rays of the evening sun
Reflects in the fields, and the lakes,
And the rivers we're passing by

Bombshells rocks

lacrimógeno en mis ojos

De Katatonia:

..what is it in my eyes,
a piece of broken glass?
is this the time I should be on my knees for you?
is this your way of telling me,
another has been be found?
now I know it's teargas in my eyes

wanna be right there in ur arms, so in love

Del Razorblade Romance, mi sueño: tener a valo super wapo encerraito cantando para mi :P. Bajad el videoclip si os gusta HIM que es la caña. Lo dice en plan prepotente pero... yo caería :)~~, jeje.
Imágenes del video
She is smiling like heaven is down on earth
Sun is shining so bright on her
And all her wishes have finally come true
And her heart is weeping.
This happiness is killing her.

She'll be right here in my arms
So in Love
She'll be right here in these arms
She can't let go

causa perdida

Una de mis denominaciones favoritas, a raíz de conocer esta canción. Es de Oleander, un grupo californiano que me vuelve loca. Una de las joyas del disco February son. Mi espalda contra la pared, tropiezo, caigo, a veces tengo ganas de gritar, arañazos en mi mente, prefiero estar muerto a estar en tus brazos.

even if we say we do, it don't mean that we will
it don't mean that we're going to
even if we say we'll try it don't mean
that we'll have the opportunity

all this time weighed out unrefined
twisted and unkind. all mine
all this pain suddenly arranged
a relationship that i've denied

my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
sometimes i scream
I'm scratchin' at my head
I'd rather be dead than not in your arms
in your arms, in your arms

even if we say we do it don't mean that we will
it don't mean that we're going to
even if we say we'll try it don't mean
that we'll have the opportunity

my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
sometimes i scream
i'm scratchin' at my head
i'd rather be dead than not
in your arms, in your arms, in your arms
my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
and sometimes i scream

my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
sometimes i scream
i'm scratchin' at my head
i'd rather be dead than not
in your arms, in your arms, in your arms
my backs against the wall
i stumble and fall down
and sometimes i scream

comparte tus lágrimas conmigo

Death is in love with us, del Razorblade Romance de HIM. Me encanta porque da fuerzas cuando estas decaída... es lo que llamo una canción poderosa. Es la melodía que tengo en el móvil :P.

I know it hurts too much
I know that you're scared
I know you're running out of trust
Wishing you were dead

In your misery
You're not alone
So come share your tears with me
And witness it all go wrong

I know it and I feel it
Just as well as you do, Honey
It's not our fault if death's in love with us oh oh
It's not our fault if the reaper holds our hearts

(........)