Bebo & Cigala - Inolvidable

"En la vida hay amores que nunca pueden olvidarse,
Imborrables momentos que siempre guarda el corazón,
Porque aquello que un día nos hizo temblar de alegría
Es mentira que pueda olvidarse con nuevo amor.

He besado otros labios buscando nuevas ansiedades
Y otros brazos extraños me estrechan llenos de emoción,
Pero sólo consiguen hacerme recordar los tuyos
Que inolvidablemente vivirán en mí..."

Ocean Colour Scene - Here In My Heart

"I feel a love that's so hard to bear
Won't you come kiss me and take this despair
Let the morning time dapple its light in your hair
Like warm running water in snow

But I fear a love of jealousy and pain
Lost in the race 'tween the foolish and vain
Come the morning time whistle and take you away
Where the sun always burns in the Winter

Oh... Here in my heart
Oh... Here in my heart

And I know that all I'm saying is wrong
Etched in the night-time and rhymed in a song
Come tomorrow I'll lighten up and drink to the ones
Who love without asking for loving

Don't forsake me, the morning time plays at the children's door
If you leave me then what would I tell them you're leaving for..."

Björk - Come To Me

"Come to me
I'll take care of you
Protect you
Calm, calm down
You're exhausted
Come lie down
You don't have to explain
I understand

You know
That I adore you
You know
That I love you.
So don't make me say it
It would burst the bubble
Break the charm.

Jump off
Your building's on fire
And I'll catch you, I'll catch you
Destroy all that is keeping you back
And then i'll nurse you
I'll nurse you
I'll touch you

You know
That I adore you
You know
That I love you.
So don't make me say it
It would burst the bubble
Break the charm"

Shakespears Sister - Hello (Turn Your Radio On)

"Woke up this morning and the streets were full of cars
All bright and shiny like they'd just arrived from Mars
And as I stumbled through last nights drunken debris
The paperboy screamed out the headlines in the street
Another war and now the pound is looking weak
And tell me have you read about the latest freak?
We're bingo numbers and our names are obsolete
Why do I feel bitter when i should be feeling sweet
Hello, hello turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there?
Help me sing my song
La la la life is a strange thing
Just when you think you learned how to use it
It's gone

Woke up this morning and my head was in a daze
A brave new world has dawned upon the human race
Where words are meaning less and everything's surreal
Gonna have to reach my friends to find out how i feel
And if I taste the honey is it really sweet
And do I eat it with my hands or with my feet?
Does anybody really listen when i speak
Or will I have to say it all again next week
Hello, hello turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there?
Help me sing my song
Hello, hello turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there?
Tell me what went wrong
La la la life is a strange thing
Life is a strange thing
Hello, hello turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there?
Help me sing my song
La la la life is a strange thing
Just when you think you learned how to use it
it's gone..."

Jon Bon Jovi - Bang A Drum (OST Young Guns 2)

No, I'm not religous, just a 'hopeless' romantic, a dreamer, a writer, a poet and an idealist. Let me dream a bit more, please?

Good night to you all! Tomorrow will be a new bright day!

"I went to see the preacher
To teach me how to pray
He looked at me and smiled
Then the preacher turned away
He said if you want to tell him something
You ain't gotta fold your hands
Say it with your heart
Your soul and believe it
And I'd say amen

Bang a drum for the sinners
Bang a drum for the sins
Bang a drum for the losers
And those who win
Bang a drum bang it loudly
Or as soft as you need
Bang a drum for yourself son
And a drum for me

I called upon my brother just the
Other day, he said: John I'm gonna
Die if I don't start to live again
I work each day and night like clockwork
Just trying to make ends meet
I could kick this bad world's ass
If I could just get on my feet

I'd bang a drum for the dying
Bang a drum for the truth
Bang a drum for the innocence
Lost in our youth
Bang a drum bang it loudly
Or as soft as you need
Bang a drum for you brother
And a drum for me

I don't know where all the rivers run
I don't know how far, I don't know how come
But I'm gonna die believin'
Each step that I take
Ain't worth the ground that
I walk on
If we don't walk it our
Own way

No I don't claim to be a wiseman
A poet or a saint
I'm just another man who's searching
For a better way
But my heart beats loud as thunder
For the things that I believe
Sometimes I wanna run for cover
Sometimes I want to scream

Bang a drum for tomorrow
Bang a drum for the past
Bang a drum for the heroes
That won't come back
Bang a drum for the promise
Bang a drum for the lies
Bang a drum for the lovers
And the tears they've cried
Bang a drum bang it loudly
Or as soft as you need
But as long as my heart keeps on bangin'
I got a reason to believe..."

Joaquin Sabina - Calle Melancolía

Como quien viaja a lomos
de una yegua sombría
por la ciudad camino
no pregunteis a donde?

Busco acaso un encuentro
que me ilumine el día
y no hallo mas que puertas
que niegan lo que esconden

Las chimeneas vierten
su vómito de humo
a un cielo cada vez
más lejano y más alto

Por las paredes ocres
se desparrama el zumo
de una fruta de sangre
crecida en el asfalto

Ya, el campo estará verde
debe ser primavera
cruza por mi mirada
un tren interminable

El barrio donde habito
no es ninguna pradera
desolado paisaje
de antenas y de cables

VIVO EN EL NUMERO SIETE
CALLE MELANCOLÍA
QUIERO MUDARME HACE AÑOS
AL BARRIO DE LA ALEGRÍA

PERO SIEMPRE QUE LO INTENTO
HA SALIDO YA EL TRANVÍA
EN LA ESCALERA ME SIENTO
A SILBAR MI MELODÍA

Como quien viaja a bordo
de un barco enloquecido
que viene de la noche
y va a ninguna parte

así mis pies descienden
la cuesta del olvido
fatigados de tanto
andar sin encontrarte

Luego de vuelta a casa
enciendo un cigarrillo
ordeno mis papeles
resuelvo un crucigrama

Me enfado con las sombras
que pueblan los pasillos
y me abrazo a la ausencia
que dejas en mi cama

Trepo por tu recuerdo
como una enredadera
que no encuentra ventanas
donde agarrarse

Soy esa absurda epidemia
que sufren las aceras
si quieres encontrarme
ya sabes donde estoy...

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Black Hair

Last night my kisses were banked in black hair
And in my bed, my lover, her hair was midnight black
And all her mystery dwelled within her black hair
And her black hair framed a happy heart-shaped face

And heavy-hooded eyes inside her black hair
Shined at me frome the depths of her hair of deepest black
While my fingers pushed into her straight black hair
Pulling her black hair back from her happy heart-shaped face

To kiss her milk-white throat, a dark curtain of black hair
Smothered me, my lover with her beautiful black hair
The smell of it is heavy. It is charged with life
On my fingers the smell of her deep black hair

Full of all my whispered words, her black hair
And wet with tears and good-byes, her hair of deepest black
All my tears cried against her milk-white throat
Hidden behind the curtain of her beautiful black hair

As deep as ink and black, black as the deepest sea
The smell of her black hair upon my pillow
Where her head and all its black hair did rest
Today she took a train to the West
Today she took a train to the West
Today she took a train to the West

Jeff Buckley - Lover, You Should've Come Over

Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know

When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you

Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Ismael Serrano - Ana

Ana, es tan corta la vida,
y son tantas despedidas
llenas de promesas vanas.

Ana, ¿qué será de nosotros
cuando caigamos y otros
ocupen nuestro lugar?

Ana, ¿dónde será la batalla
próxima en que perdamos
la guerra contra la soledad?

Ana, volverás a escuchar
las piedras que contra tu ventana
lanzó la felicidad.

Lanzó la felicidad.

Ana, es tan corta la vida,
quizás me vuelva mentira
y no te conozca mañana.

Ana, cuando te esconda un abrazo
recuerda entonces el año
en que forjamos la paz.

Ana, quizás me marche y no vuelva,
quizás me muera y no tengas
que maldecirme jamás.

Ana, te veo y me declaro culpable
de desear tu presencia
más que desear la paz.

Ana, ¿qué hago yo con mis canciones,
con el manojo de escarcha,
con mis ganas de matar?

Ana, ¿qué hago yo con las montañas
de papeles que he firmado
jurando morir o amar?

Jurando morir o amar.

Ana.