<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423</id><updated>2012-01-07T00:02:39.256-03:00</updated><category term='Marillion'/><category term='Neil Diamond'/><category term='Diana Krall'/><category term='Patti Austin'/><category term='Jim Croce'/><category term='Jeffrey Osborne'/><category term='Carmen McRae'/><category term='Christopher Cross'/><category term='Alan Parsons'/><category term='The Marmalade'/><category term='Bad English'/><category term='Chaka Khan'/><category term='Astrud Gilberto'/><category term='Earth Wind and Fire'/><category term='Johnny Hartman'/><category term='Chet Baker'/><category term='Stevie 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term='Dean Martin'/><category term='Gérard Lenorman'/><category term='Jimmy Harnen with Synch'/><title type='text'>Songs from the soul...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-988817288099490663</id><published>2011-11-29T23:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T23:45:20.543-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electric Light Orchestra'/><title type='text'>You tell me everything, you make me smile, you try to sing... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KR-vfde89hc/TtWOkOfk4tI/AAAAAAAAAvY/iuN4mk6tyLc/s1600/romanticblackandwhitekissloveromancehug-f66dc641f391f5bceb5e30a929e308e8_h1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KR-vfde89hc/TtWOkOfk4tI/AAAAAAAAAvY/iuN4mk6tyLc/s320/romanticblackandwhitekissloveromancehug-f66dc641f391f5bceb5e30a929e308e8_h1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Electric Light Orchestra - Need Her Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She gives me love that I could never hope to have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She tells me that she needs me, she tells me that she's glad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;And if she goes away, I'm like someone who's left out in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I need, I need her, I need her love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She came in from the west, a summer breeze I couldn't rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I had to take a fast train, to be there by her side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She made me feel so good, she made it like it should be all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I need, I need her, I need her love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Just when I was thinkin' of her, she came along and made me want her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I need her love, I need her love, I need her love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If she goes away, I'm like someone who's left out in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I need, I need her, I need her love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The boats that sail, the planes that fly, she is with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I wonder if she wonders, if this is all for real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I couldn't stand to see her cry because of me, that would be sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I need, I need her, I need her love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She tells me everything, she makes me smile, she tries to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But never shares her suffering, if things are going wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She makes it like a dream, if things are as they seem the world is good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I need her love, I need her love, I need her love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-988817288099490663?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/988817288099490663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=988817288099490663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/988817288099490663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/988817288099490663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/11/electric-light-orchestra-need-her-love.html' title='You tell me everything, you make me smile, you try to sing... :)'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Botti - Ever Since We Met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Know I only want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From the very first time I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had a feel this love was true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever since we met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Want to stay right by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don’t never wanna say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There’s not a cloud up in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever since we met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5942763316883781669?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5942763316883781669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5942763316883781669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5942763316883781669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5942763316883781669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/desde-que-nos-conocimos.html' title='Ever since we met...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNxLBOXSjKI/AAAAAAAAATE/MjWE-pcacd8/s72-c/couple_walking_at_night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1380757731292159720</id><published>2011-10-17T01:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:58:19.591-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lionel Richie'/><title type='text'>Now that I’ve finally found you, this is where my heart will stay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPwE108o7PI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HjM0cYuLaqA/s1600-h/465915%7EB-W-image-of-ballerina-on-point-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259083787654458610" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPwE108o7PI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HjM0cYuLaqA/s400/465915%7EB-W-image-of-ballerina-on-point-Posters.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 239px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 179px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lionel Richie - Ballerina Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ballerina girl you are so lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m so aware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of how much I care for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are more than now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are for always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can see in you my dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don’t you ever go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You make me feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There’s nothing I can’t do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when I hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I only want to say I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ballerina girl the joy you bring me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holding you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How I’ve waited for your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes I’ve wondered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you’d ever come my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that I’ve finally found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is where my heart will stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never gonna break your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never will we drift apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1380757731292159720?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1380757731292159720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1380757731292159720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1380757731292159720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1380757731292159720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahora-que-te-he-encontrado-es-aqu-donde.html' title='Now that I’ve finally found you, this is where my heart will stay...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPwE108o7PI/AAAAAAAAAVc/HjM0cYuLaqA/s72-c/465915%7EB-W-image-of-ballerina-on-point-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3373087263545206310</id><published>2011-10-17T00:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:53:22.737-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Michael'/><title type='text'>My hands were tied for that moment with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/STC6DYDg9XI/AAAAAAAAAeY/6oslBL3On7w/s1600-h/nuevo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273919730810418546" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/STC6DYDg9XI/AAAAAAAAAeY/6oslBL3On7w/s400/nuevo-2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 209px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 232px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Michael - A Moment With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can't keep holding it in when it's something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey this won't take much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We won't touch, we'll just wait for signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And nothing was further from my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Than this moment with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But if you'd only told me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would have made some other plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I'd only seen it sooner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But what a way with your hands you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanted that moment with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know that it's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But "if you need me, I'm here", turns me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't help thinking it's a miracle you're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't help thinking it's a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Say, don't waste much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We don't touch, do we baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But still my hands are tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For that moment with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But if you'd only told me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would have made some other plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I'd only seen it sooner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But what a way with your hands you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanted that moment with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You know that I'm strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I've no reason to fear, am I wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't help thinking it's a miracle you're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't help thinking it's a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't help thinking it's american&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't help thinking it's a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't help thinking it's a miracle you're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can't keep holding it in when it's something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Get up, get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can't keep holding it in when it's something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Get up,get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And who can you trust? Dealing out justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With a minimum of fuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dealing out justice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3373087263545206310?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3373087263545206310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3373087263545206310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3373087263545206310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3373087263545206310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/ese-momento-contigo.html' title='My hands were tied for that moment with you...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/STC6DYDg9XI/AAAAAAAAAeY/6oslBL3On7w/s72-c/nuevo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1407935630610580040</id><published>2011-10-10T18:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T03:13:17.999-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peabo Bryson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roberta Flack'/><title type='text'>Tonight we will both discover how friends turn into lovers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/RxrYKrxck1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/nwHGapi07Tk/s1600-h/010218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123645204147770194" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/RxrYKrxck1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/nwHGapi07Tk/s200/010218.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 159px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 159px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peabo Bryson &amp;amp; Roberta Flack - Tonight I Celebrate My Love For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It seems the natural thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight no one's gonna find us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We'll leave the world behind us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I make love to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And hope that deep inside you feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight our spirits will be climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To the sky lit up with diamonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I make love to you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And that midnight sun is gonna come shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight there'll be no distance between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What I want most to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is to get close to you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And soon this old world will seem brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight we will both discover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How friends turn into lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I make love to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And that midnight song is gonna come shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight there'll be no distance between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What I want most to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is to get close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight I celebrate my love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1407935630610580040?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1407935630610580040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1407935630610580040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1407935630610580040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1407935630610580040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2007/10/tonight-i-celebrate-my-love-for-you.html' title='Tonight we will both discover how friends turn into lovers...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/RxrYKrxck1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/nwHGapi07Tk/s72-c/010218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-4988846020416116010</id><published>2011-10-07T18:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T03:12:40.247-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luther Vandross'/><title type='text'>I need your love so desperately and only you can set me free...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jamesness.com/tonighticelebrateim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.jamesness.com/tonighticelebrateim.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 154px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 158px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luther Vandross - Love Won't Let Me Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to have you next to me in more ways than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I refuse to leave till I see the mornin' sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The time is right, you hold me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And love's got me high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Please tell me 'Yes' and don't say 'No'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Honey, not tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Move a little close to me, you owe it to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I will selfishly take a little for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it's because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That love won't let me wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The time is right, turn down the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We'll take a flight and spend the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I need to have you next to me in more ways than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I refuse to leave till I see the mornin' sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Creep through your window pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Because love won't let me wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I need your love so desperately and only you can set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I make love to you, we'll explode in ecstasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I won't take the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That love won't let me wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-4988846020416116010?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4988846020416116010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=4988846020416116010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4988846020416116010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4988846020416116010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-wont-let-me-wait.html' title='I need your love so desperately and only you can set me free...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-7905204583485833376</id><published>2011-10-06T22:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T03:00:59.320-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Stylistics'/><title type='text'>God bless you for teaching me how to live again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Rzzwv-M5qfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LxU-jYprXgc/s1600-h/DSC20018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133242382237149682" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Rzzwv-M5qfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LxU-jYprXgc/s200/DSC20018.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 115px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 144px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Stylistics - You Make Me Feel Brand New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My love, I'll never find the words, my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To tell you how I feel, my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mere words could not explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Precious love, you held my life within your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Created everything I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Taught me how to live again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only you, cared when I needed a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Believed in me through thick and thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This song is for you, filled with gratitude and love. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God bless you, you make me feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For God blessed me with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You make me feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I sing this song cause you...make me feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My love, whenever I was insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You filled me up and made me sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You gave my pride back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Precious friend, with you I'll always have a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're someone who I can depend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To walk a path that sometimes bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Without you, life has no meaning or rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like notes to a song out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How can I repay you for having faith in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God bless you, you make me feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For God blessed me with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You make me feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I sing this song for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-7905204583485833376?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7905204583485833376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=7905204583485833376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7905204583485833376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7905204583485833376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2007/11/dios-te-bendiga-por-ensearme-lo-que-fue.html' title='God bless you for teaching me how to live again...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Rzzwv-M5qfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LxU-jYprXgc/s72-c/DSC20018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3804220427878671726</id><published>2011-10-02T01:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:38:46.758-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seal'/><title type='text'>You became the light on the dark side of me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogsimages.skynet.be/images_v2/000/046/932/20070425/dyn004_original_668_490_pjpeg_46932_0db6de5977e66a80d712f518bd23cae1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://blogsimages.skynet.be/images_v2/000/046/932/20070425/dyn004_original_668_490_pjpeg_46932_0db6de5977e66a80d712f518bd23cae1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 141px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 193px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seal - Kiss From A Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You became the light on the dark side of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But did you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That when it snows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My eyes become large and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The light that you shine can be seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The more I get of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is so much a man can tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So much he can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But did you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That when it snows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...And if I should fall along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...been kissed by a rose on the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is so much a man can tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So much he can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But did you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That when it snows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3804220427878671726?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3804220427878671726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3804220427878671726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3804220427878671726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3804220427878671726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/02/te-volviste-la-luz-de-mi-lado-oscuro.html' title='You became the light on the dark side of me...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6647599964009375002</id><published>2011-10-01T03:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:06:39.884-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Miguel'/><title type='text'>El primero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPLviR6GqGI/AAAAAAAAATM/HPwpw24mCBQ/s1600-h/MakeMeHappy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256527087296489570" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPLviR6GqGI/AAAAAAAAATM/HPwpw24mCBQ/s400/MakeMeHappy-1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 271px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 171px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luis Miguel - El Primero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La timidez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Era yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ese que te amó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuando ni tú sabías la palabra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El más audaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que te besó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por primera vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ese que estrenó tu cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fui yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El primero que puso a mil tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que te hizo descubrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu propio amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como si nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ese primer suspiro yo lo fui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por eso estoy aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Viviendo para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ese galán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Era yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El que se marchó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuanto te dio en la piel la luz del día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El que voló&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Junto a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por primera vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuando nadie nos veia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fui yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El primero que puso a mil tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que te hizo descubrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu propio amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como si nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ese primer suspiro yo lo fui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por eso estoy aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El primero que puso a mil tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que te hizo descubrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu propio amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como si nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ese primer suspiro yo lo fui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por eso estoy aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Viviendo para ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6647599964009375002?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6647599964009375002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6647599964009375002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6647599964009375002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6647599964009375002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/el-primero.html' title='El primero...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPLviR6GqGI/AAAAAAAAATM/HPwpw24mCBQ/s72-c/MakeMeHappy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1307691826205584197</id><published>2011-03-10T23:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:24:00.387-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnie Riperton'/><title type='text'>Are you really more in love with me...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3A0lT48pdjk/TXmKf3XvcOI/AAAAAAAAAu8/qzNfaJDNwbA/s1600/love%252Ckleur%252Cpeople%252Cbutterfly%252Ccouple%252Ckiss-17941a483f3ddc427fc43f31cdf49dca_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582645493146546402" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3A0lT48pdjk/TXmKf3XvcOI/AAAAAAAAAu8/qzNfaJDNwbA/s400/love%252Ckleur%252Cpeople%252Cbutterfly%252Ccouple%252Ckiss-17941a483f3ddc427fc43f31cdf49dca_h.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 213px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 335px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minnie Riperton - Lovin' You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lovin' you is easy cause you're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Makin' love with you is all I wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lovin' you is more than just a dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And everything that I do is out of lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La la la la la la la...do do do do do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one else can make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The colors that you bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stay with me while we grow old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we will live each day in springtime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause lovin' you has made my life so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And every day of my life is filled with lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lovin' you I see your soul come shinin' through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And every time that we oooooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm more in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La la la la la la la...do do do do do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one else can make me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The colors that you bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stay with me while we grow old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we will live each day in springtime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause lovin' you is easy cause you're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And every day of my life is filled with lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lovin' you I see your soul come shinin' through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And every time that we oooooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm more in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La la la la la la la...do do do do do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1307691826205584197?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1307691826205584197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1307691826205584197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1307691826205584197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1307691826205584197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/03/cada-vez-te-enamoras-mas-de-mi.html' title='Are you really more in love with me...?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3A0lT48pdjk/TXmKf3XvcOI/AAAAAAAAAu8/qzNfaJDNwbA/s72-c/love%252Ckleur%252Cpeople%252Cbutterfly%252Ccouple%252Ckiss-17941a483f3ddc427fc43f31cdf49dca_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-321956560510875051</id><published>2011-02-13T22:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:36:41.332-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Miguel'/><title type='text'>...que soy de ti, que pertenezco sólo a ti...es un privilegio para mí...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snjp4BIKLow/TViB-VRC6YI/AAAAAAAAAu0/p5bI-Qd5YgQ/s1600/couple-happy-to-wake-up-together2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573347446731499906" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snjp4BIKLow/TViB-VRC6YI/AAAAAAAAAu0/p5bI-Qd5YgQ/s400/couple-happy-to-wake-up-together2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 192px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luis Miguel - Amanecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amanecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y ver tu rostro sonreír&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es un placer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un privilegio para mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Buscar la luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En el fulgor de tu mirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es despertar con el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mirar que el sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En tu cabello se anidó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y la alborada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En tu sonrisa se escondió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ver que mi verso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tiene un ritmo y un color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es un placer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amanecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Con la importancia de saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que soy de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que pertenezco sólo a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que nunca más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mis sueños fríos sentirán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es ya tener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un porvenir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amanecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y ver que tengo junto a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lo que hace tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tanto tiempo pretendí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es un placer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un privilegio para mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amanecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y ver que tengo junto a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lo que hace tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tanto tiempo pretendí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es un placer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un privilegio para mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es un placer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un privilegio para mí&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-321956560510875051?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/321956560510875051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=321956560510875051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/321956560510875051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/321956560510875051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2011/02/que-soy-de-ti-que-pertenezco-solo-ties.html' title='...que soy de ti, que pertenezco sólo a ti...es un privilegio para mí...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snjp4BIKLow/TViB-VRC6YI/AAAAAAAAAu0/p5bI-Qd5YgQ/s72-c/couple-happy-to-wake-up-together2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2705083838807257991</id><published>2010-10-18T23:52:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:24:17.486-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Franks'/><title type='text'>Every time you whisper...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TL0MkfWEAGI/AAAAAAAAAug/8vrR_612wug/s1600/ear+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529589738509697122" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TL0MkfWEAGI/AAAAAAAAAug/8vrR_612wug/s400/ear+kiss.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 231px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 256px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Franks - Every Time She Whispers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There isn't any part of me she does not know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We've been together 'bout a thousand years or so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Still almost instantly my love begins to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every time she whispers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It makes no difference if I'm upon my luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When she invites me in my gloom becomes unstuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel the barriers around me deconstruct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every time she whispers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tensions dissolve when we touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In her arms the world is erased when it's too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All of my deep blue disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As soon as I hear her whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Passion evolves when we touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In her arms I measure success counting how much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Music she composes in sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And how many times she whispers my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She whispers my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love is the weakness that we need to make us strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How can a hundred million Frenchmen all be wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'm completely at the mercy of her song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every time she whispers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tensions dissolve when we touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In her arms the world is erased when it's too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All of my deep blue disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As soon as I hear her whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Passion evolves when we touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In her arms I measure success counting how much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Music she composes in sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And how many times she whispers my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She whispers my name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, every time she whispers&lt;br /&gt;High tides cannot be tamed&lt;br /&gt;Of course, every time she whispers&lt;br /&gt;Love force rages unchained...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2705083838807257991?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2705083838807257991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2705083838807257991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2705083838807257991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2705083838807257991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/10/cada-vez-que-tu-susurras.html' title='Every time you whisper...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TL0MkfWEAGI/AAAAAAAAAug/8vrR_612wug/s72-c/ear+kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1362669845431088363</id><published>2010-10-05T03:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:24:26.865-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Michael'/><title type='text'>If I was able...I'd be there instead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TKrUqOIivWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1qA-tZpiR8c/s1600/ist2_4239943-young-woman-drinking-wine-black-and-white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524461714736856418" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TKrUqOIivWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1qA-tZpiR8c/s400/ist2_4239943-young-woman-drinking-wine-black-and-white.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 266px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 177px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Michael - A Last Request&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Time for bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I sit, and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For that gin and tonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To go to your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a devious plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it's the only way that I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To get those big bad car keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Out of your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I remain a gentle man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But even so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's only so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A gentleman can stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sleep with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh sleep with me tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My cards are on your table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My dreams are in your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I was able&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd be there instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sleep with me tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1362669845431088363?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1362669845431088363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1362669845431088363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1362669845431088363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1362669845431088363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/10/si-yo-pudieraestaria-ahi.html' title='If I was able...I&apos;d be there instead...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TKrUqOIivWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1qA-tZpiR8c/s72-c/ist2_4239943-young-woman-drinking-wine-black-and-white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8233234524390086368</id><published>2010-04-28T03:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:24:35.717-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Matta'/><title type='text'>Lo intentaste...y lo conseguiste :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S9fkYEMzyyI/AAAAAAAAAtA/VVOZR1Bny6o/s1600/holdinghands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465087774932847394" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S9fkYEMzyyI/AAAAAAAAAtA/VVOZR1Bny6o/s400/holdinghands.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 194px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 194px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carlos Matta - Déjame Intentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame intentar, conquistar tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me matan las ganas, me matan las ganas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame robar, robar tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y hacerlo muy mío, y hacerlo muy mío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hacer que te olvides de amores pasados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y sientas conmigo que nunca has amado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame quererte como nunca nadie te ha querido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame intentar, déjame intentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame llenar tu vida de ilusión y fantasía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame intentar, déjame intentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame saber que tengo tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y que es para siempre, y que es para siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame poder hacer realidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mi máximo sueño, mi máximo sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hacer que te olvides de amores pasados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y sientas conmigo que nunca has amado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame quererte como nunca nadie te ha querido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame intentar, déjame intentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame llenar tu vida de ilusión y fantasía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame intentar, déjame intentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame quererte como nunca nadie te ha  querido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame intentar, déjame intentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame llenar tu vida de ilusión y  fantasía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Déjame intentar, déjame intentar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8233234524390086368?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8233234524390086368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8233234524390086368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8233234524390086368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8233234524390086368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/lo-intentastey-lo-conseguiste.html' title='Lo intentaste...y lo conseguiste :)'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S9fkYEMzyyI/AAAAAAAAAtA/VVOZR1Bny6o/s72-c/holdinghands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-562569387437530628</id><published>2010-04-27T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:24:44.671-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incognito'/><title type='text'>Then came you...and now I know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/R41kYBhd2wI/AAAAAAAAAKE/QE58JBg-yNA/s1600-h/P6110278-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155887512297528066" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/R41kYBhd2wI/AAAAAAAAAKE/QE58JBg-yNA/s320/P6110278-2.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 164px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 123px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incognito - Centre Of The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I once believed I’d found the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He moved the ground beneath my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But the love given me, was temporary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And one by one my dreams would disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s taken me some time to move beyond the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I would wonder if I could learn to love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then came you, and now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We can become as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Living it up together we can learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We’ve only just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We can become as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We can ignite the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We can burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Burn like the centre of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We’ve only just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is a day without a night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We compliment each other you and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The space between us, a place within us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A field of dreams where love will always rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s taken me some time to move beyond the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I would wonder if I could learn to love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then came you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Into my life and you’re letting me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We’re keepin’ it real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ain’t funky baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-562569387437530628?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/562569387437530628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=562569387437530628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/562569387437530628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/562569387437530628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/01/luego-viniste-tuy-ahora-s.html' title='Then came you...and now I know...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/R41kYBhd2wI/AAAAAAAAAKE/QE58JBg-yNA/s72-c/P6110278-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3097736372078892926</id><published>2010-04-03T00:52:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:24:52.754-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basia'/><title type='text'>Bliss I finally found...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S7a89pUIutI/AAAAAAAAAs4/J5ExEnuIQaA/s1600/Dragon_Prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455755765854288594" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S7a89pUIutI/AAAAAAAAAs4/J5ExEnuIQaA/s400/Dragon_Prince.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 306px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 201px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basia - Simple Pleasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You don't have to be so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't move mountains for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't slay a dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every time you run back here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are more than a knight in shining armour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who would need a prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway I don't believe in fairy tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's leave them for the dreamers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is something much more real I'm after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Simple pleasures&lt;br /&gt;Bliss I finally found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In ordinary home-made treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On familiar ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I'm with you the time's so precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hours flying past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We've got to take some long-term measures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So simple joy is here to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't go yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll be missing your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Your gentle voice, so soothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every night and day I will long for the warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So who would need a prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway I don't believe in fairy tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's leave them for the dreamers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is something much more real I'm after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Simple pleasures&lt;br /&gt;Bliss I finally found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In ordinary home-made treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On familiar ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I'm with you the time's so  precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hours flying past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We've got to take some long-term  measures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So simple joy is here to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is something much more real I'm  after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Simple pleasures&lt;br /&gt;Bliss I finally found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In ordinary home-made treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On familiar ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I'm with you the time's so  precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hours flying past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We've got to take some long-term  measures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So simple joy is here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Simple pleasures&lt;br /&gt;Bliss I finally found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In ordinary home-made treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On familiar ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I'm with you the time's so  precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hours flying past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We've got to take some long-term  measures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So simple joy is here to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3097736372078892926?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3097736372078892926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3097736372078892926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3097736372078892926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3097736372078892926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/probablemente-necesites-un-principe.html' title='Bliss I finally found...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S7a89pUIutI/AAAAAAAAAs4/J5ExEnuIQaA/s72-c/Dragon_Prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8673647976856784717</id><published>2010-03-26T22:55:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:25:27.996-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrea Tessa'/><title type='text'>I have only one request...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S61m8gNrEgI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2XBVYcQSQFQ/s1600/diapodb199d3aee4d3a8186c40b41108be6fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453127913441006082" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S61m8gNrEgI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2XBVYcQSQFQ/s400/diapodb199d3aee4d3a8186c40b41108be6fe.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 222px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 233px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Tessa - What Are You Doing The Rest Of Your Life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What are you doing the rest of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;North and South and East and West of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have only one request of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That you spend it all with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the seasons and the times of your days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the nickels and the dimes of your days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let the reasons and the rhymes of your days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All begin and end with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to see your face in every kind of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In fields of dawn and forests of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when you stand before the candles on a cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Those tomorrows waiting deep in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the world of love you keep in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll awaken what's asleep in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It may take a kiss or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And through all of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Summer, Winter, Spring and Fall of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All I ever will recall of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is all of my life with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8673647976856784717?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8673647976856784717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8673647976856784717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8673647976856784717'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bread'/><title type='text'>And I'd go a thousand times around the world just to be closer to her than to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S437K9VmJhI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yj5qFbAmTzw/s1600-h/2274439991_635c6e3e71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444283690243204626" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S437K9VmJhI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yj5qFbAmTzw/s400/2274439991_635c6e3e71.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 268px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bread - Aubrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And Aubrey was her name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A not so very ordinary girl or name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But who's to blame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For a love that wouldn't bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For the hearts that never played in tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Take away the words that rhyme it doesn't mean a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And Aubrey was her name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We triped the light and danced together to the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But where was June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No it never came around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If it did it never made a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe I was absent or was listening to fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Catching all the words, but then the meaning going past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But God I miss the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'd go a thousand times around the world just to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Closer to her than to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And Aubrey was her name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I never knew her, but I loved her just the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I loved her name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wish that I had found the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the reasons that would make her stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have learned to lead a life apart from all the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I can't have the one I want, I'll do without the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But how I miss the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'd go a million times around the world just to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She had been mine for a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-228183481885449609?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S437K9VmJhI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yj5qFbAmTzw/s72-c/2274439991_635c6e3e71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2541442695838916281</id><published>2010-02-05T23:21:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:28:08.853-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Michael'/><title type='text'>Won't you help me save me from myself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zUFyfLDfI/AAAAAAAAApc/3ELdDis3Gvw/s1600-h/drowning_man_by_the_psycrothic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434952046246301170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zUFyfLDfI/AAAAAAAAApc/3ELdDis3Gvw/s400/drowning_man_by_the_psycrothic.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 266px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Michael - To Be Forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Save me from myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hear the sound of a memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe time will tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Suddenly my life is like a river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Taking me places I don't want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But like all good men who swim too well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It takes all that I have just to cry for help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then that voice in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tells me no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Save me from myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I look around for a fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who can tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me live my life beside the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Take me to places where a child can grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...maybe&lt;br /&gt;The boy inside will forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The child in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will just let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The cold, cold water is rushing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I would beg to be forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I knew my sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I knew my sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Save me, save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Save me, save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2541442695838916281?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2541442695838916281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2541442695838916281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2541442695838916281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2541442695838916281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-me-ayudaras-salvarme-de-mi-mismo.html' title='Won&apos;t you help me save me from myself?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zUFyfLDfI/AAAAAAAAApc/3ELdDis3Gvw/s72-c/drowning_man_by_the_psycrothic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3014646346917711987</id><published>2010-02-01T20:32:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:28:32.349-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diana Krall'/><title type='text'>And we saw the midnight sun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2dqc2lYzuI/AAAAAAAAApM/6QeqKG4Hohk/s1600-h/800px-Midnight_sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433428519367003874" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2dqc2lYzuI/AAAAAAAAApM/6QeqKG4Hohk/s400/800px-Midnight_sun.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diana Krall - Midnight Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Warmer than the summer night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The clouds were like an alabaster palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rising to a snowy height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Each star its own Aurora Borealis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Suddenly you held me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I could see the midnight sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; the silver rain that found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or was that a moonlit veil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The music of the Universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or was that a nightingale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then your arms miraculously found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Suddenly the sky turned pale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I could see the midnight sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was there such a night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I still don't quite believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But after you were gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There was still some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; stardust on my sleeve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The flame of it may dwindle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; to an ember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the stars forget to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we may see the meadow in December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Icy white and crystaline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But oh my darling always I'll remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When your lips were close to mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we saw the midnight sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The midnight sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Midnight sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3014646346917711987?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3014646346917711987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3014646346917711987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3014646346917711987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3014646346917711987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/y-vimos-el-sol-de-medianoche.html' title='And we saw the midnight sun...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2dqc2lYzuI/AAAAAAAAApM/6QeqKG4Hohk/s72-c/800px-Midnight_sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5308917653750378706</id><published>2009-12-11T01:22:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:28:54.030-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><title type='text'>My fickle friend...the summer wind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHMDY3SK9I/AAAAAAAAAog/dgrD44V9u6M/s1600-h/2370325537_a0fd31c367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413832585662049234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHMDY3SK9I/AAAAAAAAAog/dgrD44V9u6M/s400/2370325537_a0fd31c367.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 244px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank Sinatra - Summer Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The summer wind, came blowin' in from across the sea&lt;br /&gt;It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me&lt;br /&gt;All summer long, we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand&lt;br /&gt;Two sweethearts, and the summer wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like painted kites, those days and nights they went flyin' by&lt;br /&gt;The world was new, beneath a blue umbrella sky&lt;br /&gt;Then softer than a piper man, one day it called to you&lt;br /&gt;I lost you, I lost you to the summer wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The autumn wind, and the winter winds they have come and gone&lt;br /&gt;And still the days, those lonely days they go on and on&lt;br /&gt;And guess who sighs his lullabies through nights that never end&lt;br /&gt;My fickle friend, the summer wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer wind&lt;br /&gt;Warm summer wind&lt;br /&gt;Mmm the summer wind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5308917653750378706?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5308917653750378706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5308917653750378706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5308917653750378706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5308917653750378706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/mi-erratico-amigoel-viento-de-verano.html' title='My fickle friend...the summer wind...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHMDY3SK9I/AAAAAAAAAog/dgrD44V9u6M/s72-c/2370325537_a0fd31c367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3293984347076008312</id><published>2009-12-11T01:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:29:22.552-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peabo Bryson'/><title type='text'>If ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHHhfKFhFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jsjMdqJr2nc/s1600-h/40cac6db3a400f5eecc24_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413827605189461074" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHHhfKFhFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jsjMdqJr2nc/s400/40cac6db3a400f5eecc24_h.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 217px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 329px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peabo Bryson - If Ever You're In My Arms Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It all came so easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the loving you gave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The feelings we shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I still can remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How your touch was so tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It told me you cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We had a once in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I just couldn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Until it was gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A second once in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;May be too much to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I swear from now on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If ever you're in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time I'll love you much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If ever you're in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time I'll hold you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time we'll never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I'm seeing clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How I still need you near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I still love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's something between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That won't ever leave us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's no letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We had a once in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I just didn't know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till my life fell apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A second once in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't too much to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause I swear from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If ever you're in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time I'll love you much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If ever you're in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time I'll hold you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time we'll never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The best of romances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Deserve second chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll get to you somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause I promise now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If ever you're in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time I'll love you much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If ever you're in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time I'll hold you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time we'll never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If ever you're in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time I'll love you much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If ever you're in my arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time I'll hold you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This time we'll never end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3293984347076008312?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3293984347076008312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3293984347076008312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3293984347076008312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3293984347076008312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/si-es-que-alguna-vez.html' title='If ever...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHHhfKFhFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/jsjMdqJr2nc/s72-c/40cac6db3a400f5eecc24_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6613572475388418757</id><published>2009-12-11T00:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:29:49.765-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air Supply'/><title type='text'>Here I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHFIfhAavI/AAAAAAAAAoI/L_QnJnq-R4Y/s1600-h/murnau-sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413824976765610738" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHFIfhAavI/AAAAAAAAAoI/L_QnJnq-R4Y/s400/murnau-sunrise.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 191px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Air Supply - Here I Am (Just When I Thought I Was Over You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here I am playing with those memories again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And just when I thought time had set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Those thoughts of you keep taunting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holding you, a feeling I never outgrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though each and every part of me has tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only you can fill that space inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So there's no sense pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My heart it's not mending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just when I thought I was over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And just when I thought I could stand on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh baby those memories come crashing through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I just can't go on without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On my own I've tried to make the best of it alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've done everything I can to ease the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But only you can stop the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just when I thought I was over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And just when I thought I could stand on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh baby those memories come crashing through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I just can't go on without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Go on without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's just no good without...you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Without you, without you, without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh baby, those memories come crashing through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I just can't go on without, you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6613572475388418757?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6613572475388418757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6613572475388418757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6613572475388418757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6613572475388418757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/aqui-estoy.html' title='Here I am...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SyHFIfhAavI/AAAAAAAAAoI/L_QnJnq-R4Y/s72-c/murnau-sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8146094804916944398</id><published>2009-11-29T01:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:33:09.395-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dean Martin'/><title type='text'>I've grown accustomed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SxH7M9fZnEI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YDcXwdbTt7E/s1600/y1pU3nXjx2KB2B0QZu6HFumAaQjAussm-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409380827531942978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SxH7M9fZnEI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YDcXwdbTt7E/s400/y1pU3nXjx2KB2B0QZu6HFumAaQjAussm-2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 278px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 278px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dean Martin - I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've grown accustomed to her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She almost makes the day begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've grown accustomed to the tune she whistles night and noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Her smiles, her frowns, her ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They're second nature to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like breathing out and breathing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was serenely independent and content before we met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Surely I could always be that way again and yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've grown accustomed to her looks, accustomed to her voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Accustomed to her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm very grateful she's a woman and so easy to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rather like a habit one can always break and yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've grown accustomed to the trace of something in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Accustomed to her face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8146094804916944398?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8146094804916944398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8146094804916944398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8146094804916944398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8146094804916944398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-he-acostumbrado.html' title='I&apos;ve grown accustomed...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SxH7M9fZnEI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YDcXwdbTt7E/s72-c/y1pU3nXjx2KB2B0QZu6HFumAaQjAussm-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3384484208295343564</id><published>2009-11-16T21:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:33:42.299-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Ingram'/><title type='text'>It's not easy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SwHpPefOlwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/HI88dKSHT74/s1600/rope-breaking-on-man-holding-stone-heart-on-hillside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404857479912658690" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SwHpPefOlwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/HI88dKSHT74/s400/rope-breaking-on-man-holding-stone-heart-on-hillside.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 202px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 234px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Ingram - There's No Easy Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I held her close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause I know she breaks so easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then I told her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I knew no matter how I tried to console her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She'd just do the best she could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But there are times the best is no damn good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And no matter how you try to be kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's always still a part of you you leave behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When it falls apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's no easy way to break somebody's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I lied and told her she'd be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though we both knew it was just a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause I had said anything to help me get through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And she reached out for my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And her simple touch was more than I could stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I had to turn away 'cause I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the hurt that she was feeling, I was feeling too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause when it falls apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's no easy way to break somebody's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She could've gotten angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And made me feel like a guilty child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I realized that never was her style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanted her to hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And not treat me like a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanted her to say: "there'd be someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd come crawling on my knees to ask her back again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But she acted like a lady 'til the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, what a lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought that she'd bring down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But she smiled at me and never made a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I guess she understood in her way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause her silence told me everything she could not say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When it falls apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, there's just no easy way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's just no easy way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's no easy way to break...somebody's heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3384484208295343564?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3384484208295343564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3384484208295343564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3384484208295343564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3384484208295343564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-es-facil.html' title='It&apos;s not easy...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SwHpPefOlwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/HI88dKSHT74/s72-c/rope-breaking-on-man-holding-stone-heart-on-hillside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6847117297641053775</id><published>2009-10-27T02:25:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:34:11.176-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ella Fitzgerald'/><title type='text'>I'm old fashioned, that's how I want to be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SuaGWtIV1EI/AAAAAAAAAno/20Yyu-rP0lc/s1600-h/81767147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397148928079942722" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SuaGWtIV1EI/AAAAAAAAAno/20Yyu-rP0lc/s400/81767147.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 184px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 227px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella Fitzgerald - I'm Old Fashioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am not such a clever one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;About the latest fads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I admit I was never one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Adored by local lads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not that I ever try to be a saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm the type that they classify as quaint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm old fashioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love the old fashioned things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The sound of rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Upon a window pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The starry song that April sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This year's fancies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are passing fancies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But sighing sighs holding hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These my heart understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know I'm old fashioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I don't mind it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's how I want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As long as you agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To stay old fashioned with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm old fashioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I don't mind it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's how I want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As long as you agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To stay old fashioned with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh won't you stay old fashioned with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh please just stay old fashioned with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6847117297641053775?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6847117297641053775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6847117297641053775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6847117297641053775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6847117297641053775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/10/soy-chapado-la-antigua-asi-es-como.html' title='I&apos;m old fashioned, that&apos;s how I want to be...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SuaGWtIV1EI/AAAAAAAAAno/20Yyu-rP0lc/s72-c/81767147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6855433984351102878</id><published>2009-10-27T01:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:34:31.229-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Hartman'/><title type='text'>You had what I lack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SuZ-FmBWLpI/AAAAAAAAAng/RVljz34X1nk/s1600-h/BreakfastWindow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397139838020759186" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SuZ-FmBWLpI/AAAAAAAAAng/RVljz34X1nk/s400/BreakfastWindow.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 268px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 178px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Hartman - It Never Entered My Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once I laughed when I heard you saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I'd be playing solitaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Uneasy in my easy chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It never entered my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once you told me I was mistaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I'd awaken with the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And ordered orange juice for one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It never entered my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You had what I lack, myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now I even have to scratch my back myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once you warned me that if you scorned me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd sing a loser's prayer again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And wish that you were there again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To get into my hair again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It never entered my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You had what I lack, myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now I even have to scratch my back myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once you warned me that if you scorned me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd sing a loser's prayer again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And wish that you were here again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To get into...to get into my hair again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It never entered...it never entered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It never entered my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6855433984351102878?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6855433984351102878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6855433984351102878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6855433984351102878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6855433984351102878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuviste-lo-que-mi-me-falta.html' title='You had what I lack...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SuZ-FmBWLpI/AAAAAAAAAng/RVljz34X1nk/s72-c/BreakfastWindow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5476815361238243205</id><published>2009-10-15T23:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:34:49.788-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Astrud Gilberto'/><title type='text'>Who can I turn to...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/StfYPwNF-FI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sQ3ECRexDAM/s1600-h/gh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393016843948914770" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/StfYPwNF-FI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sQ3ECRexDAM/s400/gh.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 168px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 166px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Astrud Gilberto - Who Can I Turn To?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who can I turn to when nobody needs me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My heart wants to know, and so I must go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where destiny leads me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With no star to guide me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And no one beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll go on my way, and after the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The darkness will hide me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And maybe tomorrow, I'll find what I'm after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll throw off my sorrow, beg, steal or borrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My share of laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you I could learn to, with you on a new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But who can I turn to if you turn away&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But who can I turn to if you turn away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5476815361238243205?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5476815361238243205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5476815361238243205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5476815361238243205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5476815361238243205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/10/quien-puedo-recurrir.html' title='Who can I turn to...?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/StfYPwNF-FI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sQ3ECRexDAM/s72-c/gh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-558611072862130858</id><published>2009-10-02T00:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:35:19.443-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve Perry'/><title type='text'>Will my lonely heart play the part of the fool again...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SsWFrdDzcUI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XasNqrhLAJ8/s1600-h/leave_me_alone_by_cloud_room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387859510800118082" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SsWFrdDzcUI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XasNqrhLAJ8/s400/leave_me_alone_by_cloud_room.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 225px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 169px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve Perry - Foolish Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need a love that grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't want it unless I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With each passing hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Someone somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ready to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need a love that's strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm so tired of being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But will my lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Play the part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of the fool again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before I begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hear me callin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stop before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You start fallin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heed my warnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You've been wrong before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't be wrong anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Feelin' that feelin' again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm playin' a game I can't win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love's knockin' on the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of my heart once more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Think I'll let her in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before I begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hear me callin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stop before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You start fallin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heed my warnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You've been wrong before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't be wrong anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish, foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You've been wrong before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hear me callin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stop before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You start fallin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heed my warnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You've been wrong before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't be wrong anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh foolish, foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You've been wrong before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish, foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-558611072862130858?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/558611072862130858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=558611072862130858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/558611072862130858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/558611072862130858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/10/jugara-mi-corazon-el-papel-de-tonto.html' title='Will my lonely heart play the part of the fool again...?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SsWFrdDzcUI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XasNqrhLAJ8/s72-c/leave_me_alone_by_cloud_room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2954970456513889727</id><published>2009-08-08T19:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:35:26.300-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diana Krall'/><title type='text'>And when the angels ask me...then I shall tell them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Sn4MiQdpTjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/CrBn-OBsuSY/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367741588546604594" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Sn4MiQdpTjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/CrBn-OBsuSY/s400/love.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 192px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 293px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diana Krall - I Remember You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're the one who made my dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A few kisses ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're the one who said I love you, too, I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Didn't you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember too a distant bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And stars that fell like rain out of the blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When my life is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the angels ask me to recall the thrill of them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then I shall tell them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember too a distant bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And stars that fell like rain out of the blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When my life is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the angels ask me to recall the thrill of them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then I shall tell them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2954970456513889727?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2954970456513889727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2954970456513889727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2954970456513889727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2954970456513889727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/y-cuando-los-angeles-me-pidanentonces.html' title='And when the angels ask me...then I shall tell them...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Sn4MiQdpTjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/CrBn-OBsuSY/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-7720489762553865801</id><published>2009-07-20T16:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:22:25.819-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeffrey Osborne'/><title type='text'>Love ballad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SmTVaZrOwhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/NkJgzvpbCCc/s1600-h/Un5IifIW8H1s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360644106023256594" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SmTVaZrOwhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/NkJgzvpbCCc/s400/Un5IifIW8H1s.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 199px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeffrey Osborne - Love Ballad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have never been so much in love before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a difference a true love made in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So nice, so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lovin’ you gave me something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I’ve never felt, never dreamed of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some things changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though it’s not the feeling I had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, it’s much much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I never knew that a touch could mean so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a difference and when we walk hand in hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lovers come and then lovers go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That’s what folks say, don’t they know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They’re not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When you love me, hold me and say you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And what we have is much more than they could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And what we have is much more than they could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And what we have is much more than they could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And what we have is much more than they could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And what we have is much more than they could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And what we have is much more than they could see&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-7720489762553865801?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7720489762553865801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=7720489762553865801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7720489762553865801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7720489762553865801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/balada-de-amor.html' title='Love ballad...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SmTVaZrOwhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/NkJgzvpbCCc/s72-c/Un5IifIW8H1s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-474106601372283373</id><published>2009-07-20T00:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:26:31.785-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diana Krall'/><title type='text'>I'd gladly surrender...body and soul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SmP2RN5jv9I/AAAAAAAAAmw/Bm1qPLVl5vI/s1600-h/2254701342_a2bc9b6f12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360398757150310354" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SmP2RN5jv9I/AAAAAAAAAmw/Bm1qPLVl5vI/s400/2254701342_a2bc9b6f12.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 219px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 292px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diana Krall - Body And Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is sad and lonely&lt;br /&gt;For you I sigh, for you dear only&lt;br /&gt;Why haven't you seen it?&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for you body and soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend my days in longing&lt;br /&gt;And wondering why&lt;br /&gt;It's me you're wronging&lt;br /&gt;I tell you I mean it&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for you body and soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to conceive it&lt;br /&gt;That you'd turn away romance&lt;br /&gt;Are you pretending?&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the ending&lt;br /&gt;Unless I could have one more chance to prove&lt;br /&gt;Dear, my life's a wreck you're making&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm yours for just the taking&lt;br /&gt;I'd gladly surrender body and soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to conceive it&lt;br /&gt;That you'd turn away romance&lt;br /&gt;Are you pretending?&lt;br /&gt;It looks like the ending&lt;br /&gt;Unless I could have one more chance to prove&lt;br /&gt;Dear, my life's a wreck you're making&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm yours for just the taking&lt;br /&gt;I'd gladly surrender myself to you&lt;br /&gt;Body and soul&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-474106601372283373?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/474106601372283373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=474106601372283373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/474106601372283373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/474106601372283373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/soy-todo-para-ticuerpo-y-alma.html' title='I&apos;d gladly surrender...body and soul...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SmP2RN5jv9I/AAAAAAAAAmw/Bm1qPLVl5vI/s72-c/2254701342_a2bc9b6f12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-4282642402330735942</id><published>2009-07-06T00:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:27:40.525-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa Williams'/><title type='text'>Just when I thought our chance had passed, you go and save the best for last... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SlF3au0v49I/AAAAAAAAAmY/DK21DTTQSgY/s1600-h/couple+kissing+sihoulette.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355192733049807826" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SlF3au0v49I/AAAAAAAAAmY/DK21DTTQSgY/s400/couple+kissing+sihoulette.bmp" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 207px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 205px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanessa Williams - Save The Best For Last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes the snow comes down in June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes the sun goes round the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see the passion in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes it's all a big surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause there was a time when all I did was wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You'd tell me this was love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's not the way I hoped or how I planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But somehow it's enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But now we're standing face-to-face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't this world a crazy place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just when I thought our chance had passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You go and save the best for last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All of the nights you came to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When some silly girl had set you free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wondered how you'd make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wondered what was wrong with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause how could you give your love to someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And share your dreams with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes the very thing you're looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is the one thing you can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But now we're standing face-to-face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't this world a crazy place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just when I thought our chance had passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You go and save the best for last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes the very thing you're looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;Is the one thing you can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes the snow comes down in June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes the sun goes round the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just when I thought our chance had passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You go and save the best for last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You went and saved the best for last, yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-4282642402330735942?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4282642402330735942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=4282642402330735942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4282642402330735942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4282642402330735942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/justo-cuando-pense-que-nuestra-chance.html' title='Just when I thought our chance had passed, you go and save the best for last... =)'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SlF3au0v49I/AAAAAAAAAmY/DK21DTTQSgY/s72-c/couple+kissing+sihoulette.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5679404137733095871</id><published>2009-06-30T01:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:32:52.651-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen Bishop'/><title type='text'>You have no right...because now we are living separate lives...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Skmk5nRm9SI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yya-WZrcDdA/s1600-h/1138959-medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352990941808882978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Skmk5nRm9SI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yya-WZrcDdA/s400/1138959-medium.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 215px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 249px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephen Bishop - Separate Lives (Acoustic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You called me from the room in your hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All full of romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For someone that you met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Telling me how sorry you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Leaving so soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And that you miss me sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When you're alone in your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do I feel lonely too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You have no right to ask me how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You have no right to speak to me so kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't go on holding onto ties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now that we're living separate lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I held on to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And if you lost your love for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You never let it show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There was no way to compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So now we're living separate lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, it's so typical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love leads to isolation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So you build that wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you make it stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You have no right to ask me how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You have no right to speak to me so kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Someday I might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Find myself looking in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But for now we'll go on living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Separate lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, for now we'll go on living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Separate lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5679404137733095871?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5679404137733095871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5679404137733095871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5679404137733095871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5679404137733095871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-tienes-derechopues-ahora-tenemos.html' title='You have no right...because now we are living separate lives...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Skmk5nRm9SI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yya-WZrcDdA/s72-c/1138959-medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8207940750555646545</id><published>2009-05-16T16:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:44:34.046-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stevie Wonder'/><title type='text'>My premonition didn't miss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Sg8pmC__lxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MW3VJGtUDgw/s1600-h/sad_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336529817074374418" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Sg8pmC__lxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MW3VJGtUDgw/s400/sad_man.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 221px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 223px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stevie Wonder - Lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lately, I have had the strangest feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With no vivid reason here to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yet the thought of losing you's been hanging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Round my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Far more frequently you're wearing perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you say no special place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But when I ask will you be coming back soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You don't know, never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, I'm a man of many wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hope my premonition misses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;‘Cause they always start to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;‘Cause this time could mean goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lately I've been staring in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Very slowly picking me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Trying to tell myself I have no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just the other night while you were sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But when I ask you of the thoughts your keeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You just say nothing's changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, I'm a man of many wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hope my premonition misses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;‘Cause they always start to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;‘Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, I'm a man of many wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hope my premonition misses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;‘Cause they always start to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;‘Cause this time could mean goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8207940750555646545?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8207940750555646545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8207940750555646545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8207940750555646545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8207940750555646545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/mi-premonicion-no-fallo.html' title='My premonition didn&apos;t miss...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/Sg8pmC__lxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MW3VJGtUDgw/s72-c/sad_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3713259514002939326</id><published>2009-04-11T16:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:45:04.783-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carmen McRae'/><title type='text'>It really gets bad 'round midnight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SeD_NYmP1KI/AAAAAAAAAi4/FksDXdeJzlY/s1600-h/479180902_98fcabf10d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323535364958180514" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SeD_NYmP1KI/AAAAAAAAAi4/FksDXdeJzlY/s400/479180902_98fcabf10d_o.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 176px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 264px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmen McRae - 'Round Midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It begins to tell at midnight, 'round midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do pretty well, till after sundown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Suppertime I'm feelin' sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it really gets bad 'round midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Memories always start 'round midnight, 'round midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haven't got the heart to stand those memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When my heart is still with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And ol' midnight knows it, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When some quarrel we had needs mending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Does that mean that our love is ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Darlin' I need you, lately I find you're out of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'm out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let our love take wings' some midnight, 'round midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let the angels sing of your returning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let our love be safe and sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When old midnight comes around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A pale and lonely moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lights the sky in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before the dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I sit here in my room how I sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For the day that's come and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another lonely day passes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And a new day's coming on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tears I've shed today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will pause waiting until tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dreams of what could become close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Timidly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's a brand new day in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At that time 'round midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Life's a game of chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you're one of the minor players&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Look for what you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The day to come harbours some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let your spirit stop the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At that time 'round midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every day's gonna bring some sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every day's gonna bring some gladness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So take what you can of the glad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't measure your pleasure in nickels and dines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You better look back on the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you'll know when you've been unhappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fears don't chased away just mighty might have the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let your eyes put out their light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At that time 'round midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll think no more about today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For in a while this old day will be yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Alone at midnight here in my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I sit here in the gloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And let my dreams take flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Round 'bout midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3713259514002939326?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3713259514002939326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3713259514002939326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3713259514002939326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3713259514002939326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/04/realmente-se-pone-feo-alrededor-de-la.html' title='It really gets bad &apos;round midnight...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SeD_NYmP1KI/AAAAAAAAAi4/FksDXdeJzlY/s72-c/479180902_98fcabf10d_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6109576358950953675</id><published>2009-03-07T17:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:46:23.091-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Franks'/><title type='text'>That day, some Aprils ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SbLVG8kqEyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YErMWptUw24/s1600-h/080204couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310541225939047202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SbLVG8kqEyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YErMWptUw24/s400/080204couple.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 204px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 307px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Franks - Eighteen Aprils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me again, you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Robin's egg blue again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Eagerly notice the crocuses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Suddenly, Spring arrives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the sky bluebird reconnaissance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Phoebes dip straw in the mud-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Winter's done, hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the clouds ungather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the sun shines through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Swallowtail chrysalis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hides in the hyacinth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happiness, I confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never flowed this endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unless you include solitude's end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On that day eighteen Aprils ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we met, I recall how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the clouds ungathered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the sun shined through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I recall how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the clouds ungathered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the sun shined through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the sun shined through&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6109576358950953675?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6109576358950953675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6109576358950953675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6109576358950953675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6109576358950953675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/03/ese-dia-hace-unos-abriles-atras.html' title='That day, some Aprils ago...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SbLVG8kqEyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YErMWptUw24/s72-c/080204couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-498878906095145452</id><published>2009-01-24T17:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:46:39.786-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Downing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gerald Albright'/><title type='text'>No one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SXuAXCoJDII/AAAAAAAAAhU/W_6kexf_gB8/s1600-h/nuevo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294966920234732674" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SXuAXCoJDII/AAAAAAAAAhU/W_6kexf_gB8/s400/nuevo-1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 210px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 302px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will Downing - No One Can Love You More (Featuring Gerald Albright)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one can tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I'm pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why should I play games?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love's not a play thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Questions people ask of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why should I say the reasons on my own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has wanted more than I want you (Want you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has needed more than I do (I do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has wanted more than I want you (Than I want you baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has needed more than I do (I do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No, I'm not dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love has a meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're all I live for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one can give more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Questions people ask of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why should I say the reasons on my own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has wanted more than I want you (No one, no one, no one, no one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has needed more than I do (I need you baby, yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has wanted more than I want you (Want you in my life, baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has needed more than I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has wanted more than I want you (No one, no one, no one, no one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has needed more than I do (Need you in my life, baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has wanted more than I want you (Ahhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one has needed more than I do (I need you, I love you, baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-498878906095145452?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/498878906095145452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=498878906095145452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/498878906095145452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/498878906095145452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/01/nadie.html' title='No one...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SXuAXCoJDII/AAAAAAAAAhU/W_6kexf_gB8/s72-c/nuevo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8229648622197174633</id><published>2009-01-19T23:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:46:46.428-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Miguel'/><title type='text'>Noche de delirio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SXU9jnFk4zI/AAAAAAAAAgk/HZXipzynnWI/s1600-h/deliriumNTnva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293204619040973618" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SXU9jnFk4zI/AAAAAAAAAgk/HZXipzynnWI/s400/deliriumNTnva.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 199px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 273px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luis Miguel - Delirio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si pudiera expresarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cómo es de inmenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En el fondo de mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mi amor por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Este amor delirante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que abraza a mi alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es pasión que atormenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Siempre tú estás conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En mi tristeza, estás en mi alegría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y en mi sufrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque en ti se encierra toda mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si no estoy contigo mi bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No soy feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es pasión, delirio de estar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y yo soy dichoso mi bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque me quieres también&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque en ti se encierra toda mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si no estoy contigo mi bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No soy feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es pasión, delirio de estar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y yo soy dichoso mi bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque me quieres también...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8229648622197174633?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8229648622197174633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8229648622197174633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8229648622197174633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8229648622197174633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/01/noche-de-delirio.html' title='Noche de delirio...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SXU9jnFk4zI/AAAAAAAAAgk/HZXipzynnWI/s72-c/deliriumNTnva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3974076028418962834</id><published>2009-01-13T17:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:49:02.970-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patti Austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Benson'/><title type='text'>I'm in the mood for love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SWz1QPs_k3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/5RINylIuTxM/s1600-h/ideas_valentines_007p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290873321695449970" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SWz1QPs_k3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/5RINylIuTxM/s400/ideas_valentines_007p.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 196px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 249px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Benson - Moody's Mood For Love (Featuring Patti Austin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There I go, there I go, there I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There I go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pretty baby, you are the soul who snaps my control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Such a funny thing but every time I'm near you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I never can behave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You give me a smile and then I'm wrapped up in your magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Music all around me, crazy music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Music that keeps calling me so very close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turns me your slave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come and do with me any little thing you want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anything baby, just let me get next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Am I insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bright as stars that shine up above you in the clear blue skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How I worry about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just can't live my life without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby come here, don't have no fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, is there a wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm really feeling in the mood for love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So tell me why stop to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;About this weather, my dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This little dream might fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There I go talking out of my head again, oh baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you come and put our two hearts together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That would make me strong and brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh when we are one, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If there's a cloud up above us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Go on and let it rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm sure our love together will endure a hurricane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you please let me love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And give a relief from this awful misery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is all this talk about loving me, my sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am not afraid, not anymore, not like before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can't you understand me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come on and please pull yourself together, do it very soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My soul's on fire, come on and take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll be what you make me, my darling, my sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh pretty baby, you make me feel so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me take you by the hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come let us visit out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In that new promised land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe there we can find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A good place to use a loving state of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm so tired of being without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And never knowing what love's about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;James Moody, you can come on in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you can blow now if you want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We're through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3974076028418962834?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3974076028418962834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3974076028418962834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3974076028418962834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3974076028418962834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/01/ando-de-humor-para-amar.html' title='I&apos;m in the mood for love...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SWz1QPs_k3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/5RINylIuTxM/s72-c/ideas_valentines_007p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1541326796775299709</id><published>2009-01-13T16:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:49:57.813-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Cullum'/><title type='text'>New year's resolutions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SWzzODO5W9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/LB-uZ8UHhrM/s1600-h/New_Year_s_Resolutions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290871084964994002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SWzzODO5W9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/LB-uZ8UHhrM/s400/New_Year_s_Resolutions.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 180px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 132px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie Cullum - Next Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things are gonna change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gonna drink less beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And start all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gonna read more books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gonna keep up with the news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gonna learn how to cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And spend less money on shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pay my bills on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;File my mail away, everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only drink the finest wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And call my Gran every Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well Baby they come and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will I do any of these things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The answer's probably no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But if there's one thing, I must do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Despite my greatest fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How I've felt all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next year, next year, next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gonna tell you, how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby they come and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will I do any of these things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The answers probably no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But if there's one thing, I must do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Despite my greatest fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How I've felt all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next year, next year, next year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1541326796775299709?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1541326796775299709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1541326796775299709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1541326796775299709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1541326796775299709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/01/resoluciones-de-ao-nuevo.html' title='New year&apos;s resolutions...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SWzzODO5W9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/LB-uZ8UHhrM/s72-c/New_Year_s_Resolutions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2845858568189761541</id><published>2008-12-23T00:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:50:17.595-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nat King Cole'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SVBf-_W9PYI/AAAAAAAAAf8/42M0_xRUIuE/s1600-h/firecone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282827898669841794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SVBf-_W9PYI/AAAAAAAAAf8/42M0_xRUIuE/s400/firecone.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 176px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 235px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nat King Cole - The Christmas Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chestnuts roasting on an open fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jack Frost nipping at your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yuletide carols being sung by a choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And folks dressed up like Eskimos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Help to make the season bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will find it hard to sleep tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They know that Santa's on his way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And ev'ry mother's child is gonna spy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To see if reindeer really know how to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And so I'm offering this simple phrase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To kids from one to ninety-two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Although it's been said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many times, many ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Merry Christmas to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And so I'm offering this simple phrase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To kids from one to ninety-two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Although it's been said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many times, many ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Merry Christmas to you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2845858568189761541?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2845858568189761541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2845858568189761541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2845858568189761541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2845858568189761541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-navidad-todos.html' title='Merry Christmas...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SVBf-_W9PYI/AAAAAAAAAf8/42M0_xRUIuE/s72-c/firecone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3243811853602641757</id><published>2008-12-23T00:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:54:39.809-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diana Krall'/><title type='text'>If you can't sleep, count your blessings instead of sheep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SVBelE0qXuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/K8HrhdAtX2s/s1600-h/christmas-scene-kids-dreaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282826353948384994" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SVBelE0qXuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/K8HrhdAtX2s/s400/christmas-scene-kids-dreaming.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 185px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 247px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diana Krall - Count Your Blessings Instead Of Sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I'm worried and I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I count my blessings instead of sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I fall asleep, counting my blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When my bankroll is gettin' small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think of when I had none at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I fall asleep, counting my blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think about a nursery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I picture curly heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And one by one I count them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As they slumber in their beds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you're worried and you can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just count your blessings instead of sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So if you're worried and you can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just count your blessings instead of sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3243811853602641757?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3243811853602641757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3243811853602641757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3243811853602641757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3243811853602641757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-no-puedes-dormir-cuenta-tus.html' title='If you can&apos;t sleep, count your blessings instead of sheep...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SVBelE0qXuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/K8HrhdAtX2s/s72-c/christmas-scene-kids-dreaming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5788106752519436886</id><published>2008-12-13T19:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:51:21.509-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mathis'/><title type='text'>In the magic of moonlight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SUQ1LwgwlnI/AAAAAAAAAew/8KF2PuHTVrI/s1600-h/nuevo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279403139302200946" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SUQ1LwgwlnI/AAAAAAAAAew/8KF2PuHTVrI/s400/nuevo-1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 225px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 222px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Mathis - Chances Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chances are cause I wear a silly grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The moment you come into view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chances are you think that I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just because my composure sort of slips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The moment that your lips meet mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chances are you think my heart's your Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the magic of moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I sigh, "Hold me close, dear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chances are you believe the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That fill the skies are in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guess you feel you'll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The one and only one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And if you think you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, chances are your chances are awfully good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chances are you believe the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That fill the skies are in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guess you feel you'll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The one and only one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And if you think you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, chances are your chances are awfully good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The chances are your chances are awfully good&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5788106752519436886?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5788106752519436886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5788106752519436886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5788106752519436886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5788106752519436886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/y-en-la-magia-de-la-luz-de-la-luna.html' title='In the magic of moonlight...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SUQ1LwgwlnI/AAAAAAAAAew/8KF2PuHTVrI/s72-c/nuevo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-7760261698214976765</id><published>2008-12-12T23:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:51:55.968-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim Croce'/><title type='text'>If I had a box...it would be empty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SUMiyEf0VCI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bkw5ZnB_Avg/s1600-h/message-in-a-bottle-found-10-mar-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279101431804351522" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SUMiyEf0VCI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bkw5ZnB_Avg/s400/message-in-a-bottle-found-10-mar-05.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 213px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jim Croce - Time In A Bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I could save time in a bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The first thing that I'd like to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is to save every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till eternity passes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just to spend them with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I could make days last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If words could make wishes come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd save every day like a treasure and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Again, I would spend them with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But there never seems to be enough time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To do the things you want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once you find them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've looked around enough to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That you're the one I want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Through time with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I had a box just for wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And dreams that had never come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The box would be empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Except for the memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of how they were answered by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But there never seems to be enough time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To do the things you want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Once you find them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've looked around enough to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That you're the one I want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Through time with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-7760261698214976765?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7760261698214976765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=7760261698214976765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7760261698214976765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7760261698214976765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-tuviera-una-cajasta-estara-vaca.html' title='If I had a box...it would be empty...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SUMiyEf0VCI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bkw5ZnB_Avg/s72-c/message-in-a-bottle-found-10-mar-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1473255944385627954</id><published>2008-12-12T17:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:52:07.347-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim Croce'/><title type='text'>Photographs and memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SULJME8zl_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/2lNpl_TVPV8/s1600-h/love_mini_album_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279002922556037106" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SULJME8zl_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/2lNpl_TVPV8/s400/love_mini_album_1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 228px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 216px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jim Croce - Photographs And Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Photographs and memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Christmas cards you sent to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All that I have are these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Memories that come at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Take me to another time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Back to a happier day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I called you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But we sure had a good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we started way back when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Morning walks and bedroom talks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh how I loved you then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Summer skies and lullabies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nights we couldn't say good-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And of all of the things that we knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not a dream survived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Photographs and memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All the love you gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Somehow it just cant be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all I've left of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But we sure had a good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we started way back when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Morning walks and bedroom talks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh how I loved you then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1473255944385627954?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1473255944385627954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1473255944385627954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1473255944385627954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1473255944385627954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/fotografas-y-recuerdos.html' title='Photographs and memories...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SULJME8zl_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/2lNpl_TVPV8/s72-c/love_mini_album_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5490534824591852478</id><published>2008-11-26T02:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:53:41.553-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gino Vannelli'/><title type='text'>It's a crazy life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzcclBJMxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/tlOWz0T2Nss/s1600-h/2381154130_b7d68c517b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272831647275365138" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzcclBJMxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/tlOWz0T2Nss/s400/2381154130_b7d68c517b.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 260px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 195px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gino Vannelli - Crazy Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s a crazy life, a hazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A mixed up jumbled phasy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A crazy life for people who want to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just don’t understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why so hard to say hello before goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s a coocoo life, a lulu life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A moody magic voodoo life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A coocoo life for people who want to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just don’t understand why so green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That it’s been hang ups day to day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gotta pack up get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause it’s a crazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes it’s a crazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Crazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s a stupid life, elusive life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A lonely stuck secluded life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A stupid life for people who want to fly too high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just don’t understand why so blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m gonna kiss my sky goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m gonna jump way down and die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause it’s a crazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes it’s a crazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Crazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5490534824591852478?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5490534824591852478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5490534824591852478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5490534824591852478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5490534824591852478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/es-una-vida-loca.html' title='It&apos;s a crazy life...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzcclBJMxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/tlOWz0T2Nss/s72-c/2381154130_b7d68c517b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3319089413605866812</id><published>2008-11-26T01:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:54:03.015-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Michael'/><title type='text'>I know you want to...but you can't say yes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzYrksHwrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y8OfbSReGT4/s1600-h/sexcarREX_175x125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272827506838717106" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzYrksHwrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y8OfbSReGT4/s400/sexcarREX_175x125.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 125px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 175px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Michael - Outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm done with the sofa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm done with the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm done with the kitchen table, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's go outside (let's go outside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know you want to, but you can't say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's go outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the moonshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Take me to the places that I love best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So my angel she says, don't you worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Bout the things they're saying, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got no friends in high places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the game that you gave away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wasn't worth playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's go outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know you want to, but you can't say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's go outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the meantime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Take me to the places that I love best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And yes I've been bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Doctor won't you do with me what you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You see I think about it all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Twenty four seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You say you want it, you got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I never really said it before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's nothing here but flesh and bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's nothing more, nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Back to nature, just human nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Getting on back to -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm done with the sofa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm done with the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm done with the kitchen table, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's go outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know you want to, but you can't say yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's go outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the moonshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Take me to the places that I love best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And yes I've been bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Doctor won't you do with me what you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You see I think about it all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd service the community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(but I already have you see!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I never really said it before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's nothing here but flesh and bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's nothing more, nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's go outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dancing on the d-train baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When the moon is high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the grass is jumpin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come on, just keep on funkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Keep on funkin', just keep on funkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3319089413605866812?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3319089413605866812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3319089413605866812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3319089413605866812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3319089413605866812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/yo-s-que-quierespero-no-puedes-decir.html' title='I know you want to...but you can&apos;t say yes...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzYrksHwrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y8OfbSReGT4/s72-c/sexcarREX_175x125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3063397177338651621</id><published>2008-11-26T01:41:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:55:18.869-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Michael'/><title type='text'>Hey...I ain’t Mr. Right...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzUHEgZrXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RBLXSTaxHhE/s1600-h/bed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272822481677823346" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzUHEgZrXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RBLXSTaxHhE/s400/bed2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 159px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 313px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Michael - Fastlove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looking for some education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Made my way into the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All that bullshit conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well baby can’t you read the signs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I won’t bore you with the details baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don’t even want to waste your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let’s just say that maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You could help to ease my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby, I ain’t Mr. Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But if you’re looking for fastlove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If that’s love in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s more than enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Had some bad luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So fastlove is all that I’ve got on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What’s there to think about baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looking for some affirmation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Made my way into the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My friends got their ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They’re all having babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I just want to have some fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I won't bore you with the details baby&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get there in your own sweet time&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that maybe&lt;br /&gt;You could help to ease my mind&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I ain't Mr. Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But if you’re looking for fastlove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If that’s love in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s more than enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Had some bad luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So fastlove is all that I’ve got on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What’s there to think about baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Get yourself some lessons in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the absence of security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I made my way into the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stupid cupid keeps on calling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I see nothing in his eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I miss my baby, oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I miss my baby, tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So why don’t we make a little room in my BMW babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Searching for some peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey I’ll help you find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do believe that we are practicing the same religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You really ought to get up now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looking for some affirmation...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3063397177338651621?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3063397177338651621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3063397177338651621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3063397177338651621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3063397177338651621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/heyno-soy-sr-correcto.html' title='Hey...I ain’t Mr. Right...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SSzUHEgZrXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RBLXSTaxHhE/s72-c/bed2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8298941717258335856</id><published>2008-11-13T00:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:55:37.601-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sneaker'/><title type='text'>And I’m the one who calls your name in the quiet of a dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRucy3L6o9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/ud5h06UYxSU/s1600-h/couples-1-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267976586761249746" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRucy3L6o9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/ud5h06UYxSU/s400/couples-1-large.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 201px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 201px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sneaker - More Than Just The Two Of Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are times when all your love is meant for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then you’re the wind alone and free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our love is more than you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you’re the one I can give myself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’m the one who calls your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the quiet of a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s more than just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we just have to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holding on, holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;More than just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we just have to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holding on, holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In your touch come the words so hard to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And in your very special way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can make me understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In me eyes you are the warmth of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And after all is said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our love is more than you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's more than just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we just have to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holding on, holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;More than just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we just have to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holding on, holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In me eyes you are the warmth of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And after all is said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our love is more than you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's more than just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we just have to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holding on, holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;More than just the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we just have to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holding on, holding on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8298941717258335856?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8298941717258335856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8298941717258335856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8298941717258335856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8298941717258335856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/y-soy-yo-quien-te-llama-en-el-silencio.html' title='And I’m the one who calls your name in the quiet of a dream...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRucy3L6o9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/ud5h06UYxSU/s72-c/couples-1-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-7823825812050603485</id><published>2008-11-12T23:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:56:21.273-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Downing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gerald Albright'/><title type='text'>Stop, and look and listen to your heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuX3TsYoCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sU9wAKujcPM/s1600-h/292899718_6866f3023d1.60165037_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267971165574963234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuX3TsYoCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sU9wAKujcPM/s400/292899718_6866f3023d1.60165037_std.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 217px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 290px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will Downing &amp;amp; Gerald Albright - Stop, Look, Listen To Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're alone all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Does it ever puzzle you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you asked why you seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To fall in love, and out again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you ever really love, or just pretend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why fool yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't be afraid to help yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's never too late too late to stop, and look and listen to your heart hear what it's saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stop, look, listen to your heart hear what it's saying love, love, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-7823825812050603485?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7823825812050603485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=7823825812050603485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7823825812050603485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7823825812050603485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/detente-mira-y-escucha-tu-corazn.html' title='Stop, and look and listen to your heart...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuX3TsYoCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sU9wAKujcPM/s72-c/292899718_6866f3023d1.60165037_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3959458569938098914</id><published>2008-11-12T23:20:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:56:56.622-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>Every day I sit beside you...you don’t even know my name...I guess that I’m to blame...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuP8ccN1SI/AAAAAAAAAWM/wX71_i3Nt10/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267962457729389858" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuP8ccN1SI/AAAAAAAAAWM/wX71_i3Nt10/s400/rain.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 251px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 251px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;America - Right Before Your Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every day I sit beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the bus to Madison avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Work in the big gray store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With the revolving doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You don’t even know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I guess that I’m to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don’t know the right things to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I pretend away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I’m Rudolph Valentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pull up in my limousine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, won’t you come in out of the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things’ll never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then just like Greta Garbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You stare like there’s no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you’ll know what I’m thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Right before your eyes I fall in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do, do, do ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today I’m done with games (today I’m done with games)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gonna ask you for your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Say I’ve been watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I even know what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe today I’ll tell you (maybe today I’ll tell you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’ve found the nerve to sell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On a guy like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who wishes that he could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Your Rudolph Valentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pull up in my limousine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, won’t you come in out of the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things’ll never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then just like Greta Garbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You stare like there’s no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you’ll know what I’m thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Right before your eyes I fall in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do, do, do ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Right before your eyes I fall in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Right before my eyes you’ll say you love me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rudolph Valentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I pull up in my limousine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, won’t you come in out of the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things’ll never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then just like Greta Garbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You stare like there’s no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you’ll know what I’m thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do, do, do ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3959458569938098914?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3959458569938098914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3959458569938098914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3959458569938098914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3959458569938098914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/todos-los-das-me-siento-detrs-tuyoni.html' title='Every day I sit beside you...you don’t even know my name...I guess that I’m to blame...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuP8ccN1SI/AAAAAAAAAWM/wX71_i3Nt10/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-7495742466866179428</id><published>2008-11-12T23:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:57:23.557-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gino Vannelli'/><title type='text'>Yes, I need deliverance...but I’d settle for a smile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuMiH9Y-rI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0aI3krgqFz8/s1600-h/TreeSunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267958707019905714" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuMiH9Y-rI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0aI3krgqFz8/s400/TreeSunset.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 232px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 340px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gino Vannelli - Walter Whitman Where Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walter Whitman where are you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Among the stars or in the earth beneath my shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s just cause I’m wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Could you walk with me a mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And maybe heaven could spare you awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walter Whitman I confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My faith is shaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And my life is a holy mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, I need deliverance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I’d settle for a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now maybe heaven can spare you awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought I heard you yawpin’ from the yonder tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I swore I heard you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"don’t worry boy, shut up, enjoy, be free"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walter Whitman I declare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I could sing songs of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Through my darkness and despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s just I’m hoping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You could shed a little light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That is if heaven can spare you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Don’t worry boy, shut up, enjoy, be free"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walter Whitman I declare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I could sing songs of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Through my darkness and despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s just I’m hoping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yoy could coax a problem child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now maybe heaven can spare you a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walter Whitman where are you...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-7495742466866179428?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7495742466866179428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=7495742466866179428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7495742466866179428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7495742466866179428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/s-necesito-salvacinpero-me-asentara-por.html' title='Yes, I need deliverance...but I’d settle for a smile...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SRuMiH9Y-rI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0aI3krgqFz8/s72-c/TreeSunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1349979829385460223</id><published>2008-10-23T02:20:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:57:34.776-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna Maria Jopek'/><title type='text'>And those bad days won't come back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SQAJ1YrzN_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/PSJCvwnslVc/s1600-h/406617733_97aea46713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260215177532618738" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SQAJ1YrzN_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/PSJCvwnslVc/s400/406617733_97aea46713.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 255px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 170px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna Maria Jopek - Poranne Łzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Poranne łzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Serdeczne przyjaciółki me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;W kolejnej biedzie znów odwiedzić wpadły mnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porannym łzom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Próbuję opowiedzieć&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jak to z nami jest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jak to jest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chcę czułych słów&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Twój głos jest pełen zimnych nut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Daremnie czekam na czułości choćby łut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dlaczego chłód, nagły chłód&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Zmienił serce twe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I raz po raz wtórują mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Poranne łzy... kap...kap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kto życie zna pociesza mnie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pociesza mnie, że nie ja jedna pytam tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I jeszcze cień, nadziei cień&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Że serce me doczeka się na swój świąteczny dzień&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wśród czułych słów&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Słów pełnych najcieplejszych nut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ach, nie mnie jednej się przydarzył taki cud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Że zniknął chłód, nagły chłód&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Świąteczny nastał dzień&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rozchmurzyl się poranek zły&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I nie powrócą już&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wśród czułych słów&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Słów pełnych najcieplejszych nut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ach, nie mnie jednej się przydarzył taki cud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Że zniknął chłód, nagły chłód&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Świąteczny nastał dzień&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rozchmurzyl się poranek zły&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I nie powrócą już&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Poranne łzy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1349979829385460223?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1349979829385460223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1349979829385460223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1349979829385460223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1349979829385460223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/y-esos-malos-das-no-volvern.html' title='And those bad days won&apos;t come back...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SQAJ1YrzN_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/PSJCvwnslVc/s72-c/406617733_97aea46713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-690037207493081386</id><published>2008-10-23T01:35:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:57:38.346-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliane Elias'/><title type='text'>That's all I can give you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP__LAi4ZNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/IQTd9qLZju8/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260203454381974738" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP__LAi4ZNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/IQTd9qLZju8/s400/hands.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 211px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 185px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eliane Elias - That's All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can only give you love that lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And a promise to be near each time you call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the only heart I own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For you and you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can only give you country walks in springtime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And a love whose burning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Will warm the winter's night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There are those I am sure who have told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They would give you the world for a toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All I have are these arms to enfold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And a love time can never destroy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You'll be glad to know that my demands are small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Say it's me that you'll adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For now and evermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-690037207493081386?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/690037207493081386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=690037207493081386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/690037207493081386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/690037207493081386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/eso-es-todo-lo-que-puedo-darte.html' title='That&apos;s all I can give you...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP__LAi4ZNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/IQTd9qLZju8/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-526752851618977767</id><published>2008-10-21T23:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:57:41.399-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliane Elias'/><title type='text'>Summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP6SZhKMMHI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ol9sM15aTwE/s1600-h/Verano_Soleado_1024x768-425610.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259802381910814834" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP6SZhKMMHI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ol9sM15aTwE/s400/Verano_Soleado_1024x768-425610.jpeg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 212px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 283px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eliane Elias - Estate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estate  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sei calda come i baci che ho perduto  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sei piena di un amore che è passato  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Che il cuore mio vorrebbe cancellare  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estate  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Il sole che ogni giorno ci scaldava  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Che splendidi tramonti dipingeva  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Adesso brucia solo con furore  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tornerà un altro inverno  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cadranno mille petali di rose  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La neve coprirà tutte le cose  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E forse un po' di pace tornerà  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estate  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Che ha dato il suo profumo ad ogni fiore  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;L'estate che ha creato il nostro amore  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Per farmi poi morire di dolore  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cadranno mille petali di rose  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La neve coprirà tutte le cose  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E forse un po' di pace tornerà&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-526752851618977767?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/526752851618977767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=526752851618977767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/526752851618977767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/526752851618977767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/verano.html' title='Summer...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP6SZhKMMHI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ol9sM15aTwE/s72-c/Verano_Soleado_1024x768-425610.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5230259196813059397</id><published>2008-10-21T00:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:02:12.716-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gérard Lenorman'/><title type='text'>Le temps a passé doucement...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP1RpIZmFtI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vIu-Lj-QXZ0/s1600-h/bench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259449706909931218" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP1RpIZmFtI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vIu-Lj-QXZ0/s400/bench.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 229px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 335px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gérard Lenorman - Michèle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu avais à peine quinze ans  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tes cheveux portaient des rubans  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu habitais tout près  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Du Gran Palais&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Je t'appelais le matin  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Et ensemble on prenait le train&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pour aller, au lycée&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Michèle, assis près de toi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Moi j'attendais le récré  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pour aller au café  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Boire un chocolat  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Et puis t'embrasser&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un jour tu as dix-sept ans  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tes cheveux volaient dans le vent  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Et souvient tu chantais:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh ¡Yesterday¡  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Les jeudis après-midi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On allait au cinéma gris  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Voir les films, de Marilyn&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Michèle, un soir en décembre  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La neige tombait sur les toits  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nous étions toi et moi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Endormis ensemble  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pour la première fois&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Le temps a passé doucement  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Et déchu le Prince Charmant  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Qui t'offrait des voyages  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dans ses nuages  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On m'a dit que tu t'es mariée  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En Avril au printemps dernier  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que tu vis, à Paris&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Michèle, c'est bien loin tout ça  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Les rues, les cafés joyeux  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mêmes les trains de banlieue  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Se moquent de toi, se moquent de moi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Michèle, c'est bien loin tout ça  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Les rues, les cafés joyeux  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mêmes les trains de banlieue  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Se moquent de toi, se moquent de moi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Se moquent de moi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5230259196813059397?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5230259196813059397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5230259196813059397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5230259196813059397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5230259196813059397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/el-tiempo-pas-suavemente.html' title='Le temps a passé doucement...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SP1RpIZmFtI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vIu-Lj-QXZ0/s72-c/bench.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-4221034895545556293</id><published>2008-10-20T01:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:03:09.371-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Isley Brothers'/><title type='text'>It's time for love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPwD59CI1zI/AAAAAAAAAVM/4MtlspTEl7M/s1600-h/loveBetweenThesheets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259082759032854322" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPwD59CI1zI/AAAAAAAAAVM/4MtlspTEl7M/s400/loveBetweenThesheets.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 229px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 172px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Isley Brothers - Don't Say Goodnight (It's Time For Love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna love you, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna see, see what your life, life can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Over and over)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, hey, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't say goodnight when you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's time for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't say goodnight, oh, when you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gotta have your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna thrill you, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to caress you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ooh, never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Don't say goodnight) Don't say goodnight, oh, when you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gotta have your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And oh, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Don't say goodnight) Don't say goodnight when you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gotta have your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some people say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That life is for the livin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So let's live it, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Most of the people say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That love is for the givin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So let me love you, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Don't say goodnight) Don't say goodnight, oh, when you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's time for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Don't say goodnight) Don't say goodnight when you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gotta have your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some people say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That life is for the livin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So let's live it, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Most of the people say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That love is for the givin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So let me love you, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And hey...baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Don't say goodnight) Don't say goodnight, oh, when you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gotta have your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And hey...baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Don't say goodnight) Don't you ever say goodnight, oh, when you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gotta have your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And ooh-wee, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Don't say goodnight) Don't ever, ever say, ever say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't ever, ever say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever, ever, ever say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't say goodnight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-4221034895545556293?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4221034895545556293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=4221034895545556293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4221034895545556293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4221034895545556293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/es-hora-de-amar.html' title='It&apos;s time for love...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPwD59CI1zI/AAAAAAAAAVM/4MtlspTEl7M/s72-c/loveBetweenThesheets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-711899654789056741</id><published>2008-10-18T03:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:05:43.955-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Bennett'/><title type='text'>My love waits there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPmAOMOBLMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WwwOy0bZ9rs/s1600-h/SanFrancisco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258375021218311362" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPmAOMOBLMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WwwOy0bZ9rs/s400/SanFrancisco.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 189px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 252px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tony Bennett - I Left My Heart In San Francisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The glory that was Rome is of another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going home to my city by the Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I left my heart in San Francisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;High on a hill, it calls to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My love waits there in San Francisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Above the blue and windy sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I come home to you, San Francisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Your golden sun will shine for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-711899654789056741?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/711899654789056741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=711899654789056741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/711899654789056741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/711899654789056741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/mi-amor-espera-ah.html' title='My love waits there...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPmAOMOBLMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WwwOy0bZ9rs/s72-c/SanFrancisco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8502738399837344495</id><published>2008-10-18T03:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:06:00.181-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher Cross'/><title type='text'>Is there something...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl88_UwroI/AAAAAAAAAUk/HoUOHekfE08/s1600-h/kiss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258371427164270210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl88_UwroI/AAAAAAAAAUk/HoUOHekfE08/s400/kiss.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 270px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cristopher Cross - Is There Something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lately I see clouds of sorrow in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some deep sadness you can never quite disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was scared to ask where it's leading to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I'm more afraid of not asking you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something that you want to tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something that I ought to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are we something that's still worth fighting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or should I simply let you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something I can do to reach you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are we something more than history?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll find some way to convince you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you just tell me honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something left of you and me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You've got secrets you've been keeping for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going crazy acting like there's nothing wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can taste the truth every time we kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At least not like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something that you want to tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something that I ought to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are we something that's still worth fighting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or should I simply let you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something I can do to reach you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are we something more than history?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll find some way to convince you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you just tell me honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something left of you and me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't want to lose you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But what's the use of holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't really have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If the feeling's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there something I can do to reach you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are we something more than history?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If there's no way to convince you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then be the way we used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But there's something that I want to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I want you to believe it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We had something that I'll never forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even if I wanted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A part of me will always be with you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8502738399837344495?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8502738399837344495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8502738399837344495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8502738399837344495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8502738399837344495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/hay-algo.html' title='Is there something...?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl88_UwroI/AAAAAAAAAUk/HoUOHekfE08/s72-c/kiss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3087822674815470474</id><published>2008-10-18T02:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:06:05.305-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvatore Adamo'/><title type='text'>Pondré tus lágrimas en los pétalos de la más bella rosa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl7ipw3bFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mZ9_2vDMbdo/s1600-h/503182266_7329ed1381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258369875188345938" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl7ipw3bFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mZ9_2vDMbdo/s400/503182266_7329ed1381.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 169px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 255px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salvatore Adamo - Nuestra Novela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un día nuestra gran novela he de escribir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y revivir en un libro de rosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En cada hoja un juramento temblará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y ahí estará tu carita hermosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pobre será mi prosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas habrá tu encanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque yo pondré tus lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En los pétalos de la más bella rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No, ni una sombra angustiosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas sólo tan bellas cosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un día nuestra gran novela he de escribir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y aquel vivir con sol de vacaciones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Las ilusiones quiero bien compaginar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y la ofrenda de un amor de leyenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y será emblema sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El trinar de las aves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y el primer yo te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lleve cual arpegio suave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No, ni una sombra angustiosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas sólo tan bellas cosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un día nuestra gran novela al abrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por revivir su más bello pasaje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tras de soplar todo el polvo que juntó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yo leeré y los dos reiremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Para sentir esa gran pasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Eterno amor, los dos escribiremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3087822674815470474?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3087822674815470474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3087822674815470474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3087822674815470474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3087822674815470474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/pondr-tus-lgrimas-en-los-ptalos-de-la.html' title='Pondré tus lágrimas en los pétalos de la más bella rosa...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl7ipw3bFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mZ9_2vDMbdo/s72-c/503182266_7329ed1381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-7639707723951304304</id><published>2008-10-18T02:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:06:09.204-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvatore Adamo'/><title type='text'>Quiero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl6JmfM3JI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Dv9W3pPCST0/s1600-h/997592728_ef8b9fd96f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258368345300589714" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl6JmfM3JI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Dv9W3pPCST0/s400/997592728_ef8b9fd96f.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 157px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 210px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salvatore Adamo - Quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiero la luna que ilumina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu silueta al caminar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Con paso de bailarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tú la sigues sin mirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiero que vengas cariñosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y me abraces al llegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuando te sientes tan dichosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y te ríes al besar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiero la calma de la tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuando ya empieza a anochecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es el crepúsculo que arde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como arde mi querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiero que tu mano me guíe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si estoy en la obscuridad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y mi corazón sonríe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lleno de felicidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiero tus ojos color de bruma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que a veces veo en mi soñar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Son como un manto de dulzura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que me viene a despertar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-7639707723951304304?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7639707723951304304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=7639707723951304304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7639707723951304304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7639707723951304304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiero.html' title='Quiero...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPl6JmfM3JI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Dv9W3pPCST0/s72-c/997592728_ef8b9fd96f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2553819199672682041</id><published>2008-10-18T00:35:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:06:19.846-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Till Brönner'/><title type='text'>But green is the color of spring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPlans-LQyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yH-cetMlFxk/s1600-h/green.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258333678065107746" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPlans-LQyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yH-cetMlFxk/s400/green.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 205px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 192px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till Brönner - Bein' Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's not that easy being green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Having to spend each day the color of the leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When it could be so much nicer being red, or yellow or gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or something much more colorful like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's not that easy being green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It seems you blend in with so many other ordinary things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And people tend to pass you over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause you're not standing out like flashy sparkles in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But green is the color of spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And green can be cool and friendly-like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And green can be big like an ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or important like a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even tall like a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If green is all there is to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It could make you wonder why, but why wonder why wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, I am green and it'll do fine, cause it's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I think it's what I want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2553819199672682041?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2553819199672682041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2553819199672682041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2553819199672682041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2553819199672682041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/pero-verde-es-el-color-de-la-primavera.html' title='But green is the color of spring...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SPlans-LQyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yH-cetMlFxk/s72-c/green.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6484240017240189649</id><published>2008-09-22T03:44:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:04:18.086-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Michael'/><title type='text'>Why should I imagine that I was designed for you? Why should I believe that you would stay...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNdM81OrmUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Fa9t1w0HrHg/s1600-h/goodoverevil1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248748498688121154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNdM81OrmUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Fa9t1w0HrHg/s400/goodoverevil1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 236px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 197px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Michael - Cowboys And Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your heart's in someone else's hands&lt;br /&gt;Monkey see and monkey do&lt;br /&gt;Their wish is your command&lt;br /&gt;You're not to blame&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you do is love and love is all you do&lt;br /&gt;I should know by now the way I fought for you&lt;br /&gt;You're not to blame&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think that you're safe&lt;br /&gt;Mister&lt;br /&gt;Harmless deception&lt;br /&gt;That keeps love at bay&lt;br /&gt;It's the ones who resist that we most want to kiss&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowboys and angels&lt;br /&gt;They all have the time for you&lt;br /&gt;Why should I imagine that I'd be a find for you&lt;br /&gt;Why should I imagine&lt;br /&gt;That I'd have something to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that scar on your face&lt;br /&gt;That beautiful face of yours&lt;br /&gt;In your heart there's a trace&lt;br /&gt;Of someone before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your heart's in someone else's plans&lt;br /&gt;Things you say and things you do&lt;br /&gt;They don't understand&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame&lt;br /&gt;Always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can call it love but I don't think it's true&lt;br /&gt;You should know by now&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the boy for you&lt;br /&gt;You're not to blame&lt;br /&gt;Always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think that you're safe&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;Harmless affection&lt;br /&gt;That keeps things this way&lt;br /&gt;It's the ones who persist for the sake of a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Who will pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowboys and angels&lt;br /&gt;They all take a shine to you&lt;br /&gt;Why should I imagine that I was designed for you&lt;br /&gt;Why should I believe&lt;br /&gt;That you would stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that scar on your face&lt;br /&gt;That beautiful face of yours&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that I know&lt;br /&gt;They've hurt you before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this man to your bed&lt;br /&gt;Maybe his hands will help you to forget&lt;br /&gt;Please be stronger than your past&lt;br /&gt;The future may still give you a chance&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6484240017240189649?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6484240017240189649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6484240017240189649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6484240017240189649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6484240017240189649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/por-qu-deb-imaginar-que-fui-diseado.html' title='Why should I imagine that I was designed for you? Why should I believe that you would stay...?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNdM81OrmUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Fa9t1w0HrHg/s72-c/goodoverevil1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-4638842391066357724</id><published>2008-09-20T23:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:05:24.801-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cris Delanno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roberto Menescal'/><title type='text'>¿Quién me va a entregar sus emociones? ¿Quién me va a pedir que nunca le abandone...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNW-BwBOVwI/AAAAAAAAASs/Vl7z6ZQPGzc/s1600-h/Worthless_Piece_of_ShiT_by_Empty_Can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248309878049363714" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNW-BwBOVwI/AAAAAAAAASs/Vl7z6ZQPGzc/s400/Worthless_Piece_of_ShiT_by_Empty_Can.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 181px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 177px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cris Delanno &amp;amp; Roberto Menescal - Corazón Partío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ya lo ves, que no hay dos sin tres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que la vida va y viene y que no se detiene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y qué sé yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero miénteme aunque sea, dime que algo queda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Entre nosotros dos, que en tu habitación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nunca sale el sol, ni existe el tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ni el dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Llévame  si quieres a perder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A ningún destino, sin ningún por qué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ya lo sé, que corazón que no ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es corazón que no siente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O corazón que te miente amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero sabes que en lo más profundo de mi alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sigue aquel dolor por creer en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Qué fue de la ilusión y de lo bello que es vivir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Para qué me curaste cuando estaba herío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si hoy me dejas de nuevo el corazón partío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me va a entregar sus emociones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me va a pedir que nunca le abandone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me tapará esta noche si hace frío?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me va a curar el corazón partío?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién llenará de primaveras este enero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y bajará la luna para que juguemos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dime, si tú te vas, dime cariño mío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me va a curar el corazón partío?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dar solamente aquello que te sobra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nunca fue compartir, sino dar limosna, amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si no lo sabes tú, te lo digo yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Después de la tormenta siempre llega la calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero sé que después de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; no hay nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Para qué me curaste cuando estaba herío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si hoy me dejas de nuevo el corazón partío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me va a entregar sus emociones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me va a pedir que nunca le abandone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me tapará esta noche si hace frío?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me va a curar el corazón partío?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién llenará de primaveras este enero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y bajará la luna para que juguemos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dime, si tú te vas, dime cariño mío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién me va a curar el corazón partío?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-4638842391066357724?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4638842391066357724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=4638842391066357724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4638842391066357724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4638842391066357724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/quin-me-va-entregar-sus-emociones-quin.html' title='¿Quién me va a entregar sus emociones? ¿Quién me va a pedir que nunca le abandone...?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNW-BwBOVwI/AAAAAAAAASs/Vl7z6ZQPGzc/s72-c/Worthless_Piece_of_ShiT_by_Empty_Can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-4469971186584058358</id><published>2008-09-18T00:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:14:36.166-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall and Oates'/><title type='text'>If a promise ain't enough...then a touch says everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHXQzPdVbI/AAAAAAAAASk/b_JSkB2MOTk/s1600-h/caricias8pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247211724496262578" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHXQzPdVbI/AAAAAAAAASk/b_JSkB2MOTk/s400/caricias8pa.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 219px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 274px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hall &amp;amp; Oates - Promise Ain't Enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't wanna open your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're afraid from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That a new love's gonna let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is something you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Before you give up and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't believe in the run around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just want to define myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And show you how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If a promise ain't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then a touch says everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got to hold you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till you feel what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Know that my heart just tells me what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But words can only prove so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If a promise ain't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hold onto my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though my words can't describe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How I'm feeling all inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Does my touch says anything to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not afraid to take time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause I'll know you'll find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I'm real and my touch is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's taken a lifetime to find my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I give it all you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If a promise ain't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then a touch says everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got to hold you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till you feel what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Know that my heart just tells me what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But words can only prove so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If a promise ain't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hold onto my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It took a lifetime to find what I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I won't let it get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If a promise ain't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then a touch says everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got to hold you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till you feel what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Know that my heart just tells me what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But words can only prove so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If a promise ain't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hold onto my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-4469971186584058358?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4469971186584058358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=4469971186584058358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4469971186584058358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4469971186584058358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/si-una-promesa-no-es-suficienteentonces.html' title='If a promise ain&apos;t enough...then a touch says everything...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHXQzPdVbI/AAAAAAAAASk/b_JSkB2MOTk/s72-c/caricias8pa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8095944512615587385</id><published>2008-09-18T00:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:14:54.277-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teddy Pendergrass'/><title type='text'>Turn off the lights and light a candle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHUgNmaSrI/AAAAAAAAASU/k8sPYw9iryg/s1600-h/blue_candles_suncrest_45_at_flickr_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247208690735008434" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHUgNmaSrI/AAAAAAAAASU/k8sPYw9iryg/s400/blue_candles_suncrest_45_at_flickr_large.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 184px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 246px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teddy Pendergrass - Turn Off The Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turn off the lights and light a candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight I'm in a romantic mood, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let's take a shower, shower together, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll wash your body and you'll wash mine, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rub me down in some hot oils, baby, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'll do the same thing to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just turn off the lights, come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Girl, I wanna give you a special treat, you're so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turn off the lights and let's get cozy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See, you're the only one in the world that I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna love you, love you all over, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Whisper sweet words of love in your ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Show you how much I missed you, missed you, my dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turn ‘em off and come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight, I'm in a sexy mood, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And light a candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Girl, there's something that I-I wanna do to you, I wanna do, I wanna do to you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would you mind if I asked you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would you rub me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would you rub me down in some, in some burnin' hot oils, baby, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I swear I can do the same thing, the same thing to you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turn ‘em off and let's get cozy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna give you a special treat, you've been so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turn ‘em off and come closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're the only one in this whole wide world that I'd ever need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turn ‘em off and light a candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You see, there's somethin' I, somethin' I, somethin' I, somethin' I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Somethin' I wanna do to you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm lyin' here waitin', my dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can get what you want any time you want it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm lyin' here waitin', my dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come get what you need, give me what I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do (There's somethin' I)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(There's somethin' I, somethin' I wanna do to you, baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do (Yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do, babe (Yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do (I've got somethin' in my mind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do, babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Somethin' that I've been wantin' to do all the time, yeah, yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do (I wanna give you a special treat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do, babe (‘Cause you've been so sweet, yeah, yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Anything that you want, anything that you need, I got it, I got it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do (I can do it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do, babe (I'm willin')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me what you wanna do, babe (I'm willin' to try)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8095944512615587385?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8095944512615587385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8095944512615587385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8095944512615587385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8095944512615587385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/apaga-las-lucesy-enciendo-una-vela.html' title='Turn off the lights and light a candle...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHUgNmaSrI/AAAAAAAAASU/k8sPYw9iryg/s72-c/blue_candles_suncrest_45_at_flickr_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1030826169199432657</id><published>2008-09-17T23:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:15:27.120-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sting'/><title type='text'>I would love you more than life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHR4loUZwI/AAAAAAAAASE/1looVNg-Mok/s1600-h/actual_encuentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247205810967439106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHR4loUZwI/AAAAAAAAASE/1looVNg-Mok/s400/actual_encuentro.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 201px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 199px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sting - When We Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If he loved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would walk away in shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd move town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd change my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When he watches you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When he counts to buy your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On your hand his golden rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like he owns a bird that sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The priest has said my soul's salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is in the balance of the angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And underneath the wheels of passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I keep the faith in my fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm still in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(I'm gonna find a place to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Give you all I've got to give)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I could break down these walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And shout my name at heaven's gate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd take these hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'd destroy the dark machineries of fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cathedrals are broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heaven's no longer above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And hellfire's a promise away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd still be saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm still in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He won't love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He won't care for you this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He'll mistreat you if you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come and live with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We'll have children of our own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would love you more than life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you'll come and be my wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna love you more than life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you will only be my wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna love you more than life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you will only be my wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna love you night and day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm gonna try in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(I had a dream last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I dreamt you were by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walking with me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My heart was filled with pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had a dream last night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1030826169199432657?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1030826169199432657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1030826169199432657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1030826169199432657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1030826169199432657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/l-no-te-amar-como-yo-te-amo.html' title='I would love you more than life...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SNHR4loUZwI/AAAAAAAAASE/1looVNg-Mok/s72-c/actual_encuentro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6714508475105773193</id><published>2008-09-15T22:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:18:24.590-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spandau Ballet'/><title type='text'>Through the barricades...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/52/165597014_96354c090b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/52/165597014_96354c090b.jpg?v=0" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 205px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 136px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spandau Ballet - Through The Barricades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mother doesn't know where love has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She says it must be youth that keeps us feeling strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see it in her face that's turned to ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when she smiles she shows the lines of sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now I know what they're saying as our sun begins to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Father made my history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He thought for what he thought would set us somehow free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They taught me what to say in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I learned it off my heart but now that's torn in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now I know what they're saying in the music of the parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Born on different sides of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We feel the same and feel all of this strife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So come to me when I'm asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We'll cross the lines and dance upon the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now I know what they're saying as the drums begin to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh turn around and I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's a scar right through my heart but I'll bear it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh I thought we were the human race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But we were just another borderline case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the stars reach down and tell us there's always one escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know where love has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And in this troubled land desperation keeps us strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fridays child is full of soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With nothing left to lose there's everything to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now I know what they're saying it's a terrible beauty we made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So we make our love on wasteland and through the barricades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And now I know what they're saying as our hearts go to their graves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we made our love on wasteland and through the barricades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6714508475105773193?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6714508475105773193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6714508475105773193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6714508475105773193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6714508475105773193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/sin-nada-que-perderpuedo-hacer-lo-que.html' title='Through the barricades...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-4087234626387752161</id><published>2008-09-12T22:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:18:46.850-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Parsons'/><title type='text'>If I navigate the river...would you take me to your island...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SMspxIJgCwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eLJDHv_uHDM/s1600-h/sirena18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245332114980735746" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SMspxIJgCwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eLJDHv_uHDM/s400/sirena18.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 205px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 224px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan Parsons - Siren Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Days go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Adrift upon a rolling sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The miracles escape my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I still hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Time, regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is this as good as life can get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's only when the spirit sets me free I cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I seek in every corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I search in every doorway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When the water turns to wine will I believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I navigate the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would you take me to your island?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sing the siren song so I can never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Long and wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Eternity from side to side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lead me through the rapids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guide me to the shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's far beyond this time and space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When each of us comes face to face with something more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I open up the channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would you send me information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you tune me to your station I'll receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I navigate the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would you take me to your island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sing the siren song so I can never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Plans can fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But only fail to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The pyramid will turn to sand and I'll be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be here&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-4087234626387752161?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4087234626387752161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=4087234626387752161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4087234626387752161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4087234626387752161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/si-navego-el-rome-llevaras-tu-isla.html' title='If I navigate the river...would you take me to your island...?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SMspxIJgCwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eLJDHv_uHDM/s72-c/sirena18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-4614686608016389990</id><published>2008-07-28T23:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:20:16.842-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Bublé'/><title type='text'>And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SI6MDPRO0FI/AAAAAAAAARE/taO5DApH_c4/s1600-h/gray+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228270204690026578" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SI6MDPRO0FI/AAAAAAAAARE/taO5DApH_c4/s400/gray+beach.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 137px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 183px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Bublé - Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another summer day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Has come and gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;May be surrounded by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A million people I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“I’m fine baby, how are you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another aeroplane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another sunny place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m lucky, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mmmm, I’ve got to go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m just too far from where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna come home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s like I just stepped outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When everything was going right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I know just why you could not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come along with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause this was not your dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But you always believed in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another winter day has come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In even Paris and Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’m surrounded by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A million people I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, let me go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’ve had my run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby, I’m done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I gotta go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It will all be all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’ll be home tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m coming back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-4614686608016389990?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4614686608016389990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=4614686608016389990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4614686608016389990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/4614686608016389990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/y-siento-como-si-estuviera-viviendo-la.html' title='And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SI6MDPRO0FI/AAAAAAAAARE/taO5DApH_c4/s72-c/gray+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-898314176466785813</id><published>2008-07-28T23:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:20:46.541-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art Garfunkel'/><title type='text'>Please be there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SI6JWZF9gNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kWlmQT5ZJJ4/s1600-h/telephone+poles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228267235209740498" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SI6JWZF9gNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kWlmQT5ZJJ4/s400/telephone+poles.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 196px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 126px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Art Garfunkel - 99 Miles From L.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Keeping my eyes on the road, I see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Keeping my hands on the wheel, I hold you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;99 Miles From L.A., I kiss you, I miss you, please be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Passing the white sandy beach, we're sailing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turning the radio on, we're dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;99 Miles From L.A., I want you, I need you, please be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The windshield is covered with rain, I'm cryin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pressing my foot on the gas, I'm flyin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Counting the telephone poles, I phone you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Reading the signs on the road, I write you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;99 Miles From L.A., we're laughing, we're loving, please be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-898314176466785813?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/898314176466785813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=898314176466785813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/898314176466785813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/898314176466785813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/recuerdos-de-un-largo-viaje.html' title='Please be there...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SI6JWZF9gNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kWlmQT5ZJJ4/s72-c/telephone+poles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5671197861598720225</id><published>2008-07-19T01:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:20:54.520-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alejandro Lerner'/><title type='text'>No hace falta decir que me quiero morir a tu lado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SIGCl68PZsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QYLfpaeEfng/s1600-h/2480675286_e4714cb885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224600630715180738" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SIGCl68PZsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QYLfpaeEfng/s400/2480675286_e4714cb885.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 133px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 198px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alejandro Lerner - No Hace Falta Que Lo Digas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que me mires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que lo digas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que me expliques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuando lloras o te ríes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta decir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que me quiero morir a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te amo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que te quedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que te insista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que te llore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si nos veremos arriba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta decir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que me quiero morir a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te amo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que soñemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que es mentira que no existe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La muerte cuando hay amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Esta misma historia continúa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sólo cambia el escenario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En la escena del amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que te mienta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que lo pidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que me extrañes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si te encontraré algún día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta decir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que me quiero morir a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te amo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que soñemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que es mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que no existe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La muerte cuando hay amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Esta misma historia continúa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sólo cambia el escenario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En la escena del amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que te insista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta que te llore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si nos veremos arriba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No hace falta decir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que me quiero morir a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te amo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5671197861598720225?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5671197861598720225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5671197861598720225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5671197861598720225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5671197861598720225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-hace-falta-decir-que-me-quiero-morir.html' title='No hace falta decir que me quiero morir a tu lado...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SIGCl68PZsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QYLfpaeEfng/s72-c/2480675286_e4714cb885.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2885493571590932976</id><published>2008-07-16T23:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:21:33.298-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camila Meza'/><title type='text'>Is there a meadow in the mist where someone's waiting to be kissed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SH7LdzT5c8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/lsZTJD2cU8c/s1600-h/88031821.DR0c0I02._DSC9037v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223836330646664130" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SH7LdzT5c8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/lsZTJD2cU8c/s400/88031821.DR0c0I02._DSC9037v2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 237px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 171px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camila Meza - Skylark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Skylark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you anything to say to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you tell me where my love can be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there a meadow in the mist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where someone's waiting to be kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh skylark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you seen a valley green with spring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where my heart can go a journeying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Over the shadows and the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To a blossom covered lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And in your lonely flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haven't you heard the music in the night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wonderful music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Faint as a will o' the wisp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Crazy as a loon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh skylark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know if you can find these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But my heart is riding on your wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So if you see them anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you lead me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2885493571590932976?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2885493571590932976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2885493571590932976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2885493571590932976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2885493571590932976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/hay-un-prado-en-la-niebla-donde-alguien.html' title='Is there a meadow in the mist where someone&apos;s waiting to be kissed?'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SH7LdzT5c8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/lsZTJD2cU8c/s72-c/88031821.DR0c0I02._DSC9037v2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-930876009270134762</id><published>2008-07-04T05:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:22:36.523-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camila Meza'/><title type='text'>With you forever...I got my girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/files/imagecache/photo_gallery_featured/files/images/honeymoon_hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.mylifetime.com/files/imagecache/photo_gallery_featured/files/images/honeymoon_hug.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 167px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 167px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camila Meza - I Loves You Porgy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I loves you Porgy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let him take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let him handle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And drive me mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you can keep me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to stay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'll be glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I loves you Porgy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let him take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let him handle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With his hard hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you can keep me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to stay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got my man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know someday he's coming back to call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He's gonna handle me and hold me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it's gonna be like dying, Porgy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When he calls me I know I have to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When he calls I have to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I loves you Porgy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let him take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let him handle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And drive me mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you can keep me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to stay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got my man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I loves you Porgy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let him take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't let him handle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And drive me mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you can keep me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to stay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got my man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-930876009270134762?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/930876009270134762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=930876009270134762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/930876009270134762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/930876009270134762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/recuerdos-de-una-noche-romntica.html' title='With you forever...I got my girl...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6048788010741596595</id><published>2008-07-03T01:36:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:23:27.504-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Coltrane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Hartman'/><title type='text'>The thing that's known as romance is wonderful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.3datadesign.com/gallery/images/wallpapaers1/love/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.3datadesign.com/gallery/images/wallpapaers1/love/14.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 134px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 179px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Coltrane &amp;amp; Johnny Hartman - They Say It's Wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that falling in love is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;So wonderful&lt;br /&gt;So they say&lt;br /&gt;The thing that's known as romance is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;So wonderful&lt;br /&gt;So they tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall who said it&lt;br /&gt;I know I never read it&lt;br /&gt;I only know they tell me that love is grand&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a moon up above&lt;br /&gt;It's wonderful, wonderful&lt;br /&gt;In every way&lt;br /&gt;So they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You leave your house one morning&lt;br /&gt;And without any warning&lt;br /&gt;You'll find yourself shouting that love is grand&lt;br /&gt;To hold your girl in your arms is wonderful, wonderful&lt;br /&gt;In every way&lt;br /&gt;So they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6048788010741596595?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6048788010741596595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6048788010741596595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6048788010741596595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6048788010741596595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/john-coltrane-johnny-hartman-they-say.html' title='The thing that&apos;s known as romance is wonderful...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2779888371004979031</id><published>2008-06-15T23:19:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:23:50.543-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher Cross'/><title type='text'>And if the wind is right, you can find the joy of innocence again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cardsunlimited.com/largeimage/SailingSunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.cardsunlimited.com/largeimage/SailingSunset.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 185px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 185px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christopher Cross - Sailing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, it's not far down to paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At least it's not for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And if the wind is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can sail away and find tranquility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, the canvas can do miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just you wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's not far to never-never land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No reason to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And if the wind is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can find the joy of innocence again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, the canvas can do miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just you wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sailing takes me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To where I've always heard it could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a dream and the wind to carry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And soon I will be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fantasy, it gets the best of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I'm sailing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All caught up in the reverie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every word is a symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sailing takes me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To where I've always heard it could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a dream and the wind to carry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And soon I will be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well it's not far back to sanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At least it's not for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And if the wind is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you can sail away and find serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, the canvas can do miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just you wait and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sailing takes me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To where I've always heard it could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a dream and the wind to carry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And soon I will be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2779888371004979031?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2779888371004979031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2779888371004979031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2779888371004979031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2779888371004979031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/y-si-el-viento-es-el-correcto-puedes.html' title='And if the wind is right, you can find the joy of innocence again...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2663852105425575445</id><published>2008-06-02T22:08:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:24:03.173-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Bennett'/><title type='text'>Just the way you look tonight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SESoEDFMLNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/n879cCNZn8E/s1600-h/morningglory2k5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207471856647154898" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SESoEDFMLNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/n879cCNZn8E/s320/morningglory2k5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 232px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 304px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tony Bennett - The Way You Look Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Someday when I'm awfully low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When the world is cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will feel a glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the way you look tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh but you're lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With your smile so warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And your cheeks so soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is nothing for me, but to love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just the way you look tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With each word, your tenderness grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tearing my fear apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And that laugh that wrinkles your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Touches my foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lovely never never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Keep that breathless change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Won't you please arrange it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause I, I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just the way you look tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just the way you look tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2663852105425575445?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2663852105425575445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2663852105425575445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2663852105425575445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2663852105425575445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/simplemente-la-forma-en-que-te-ves-esta.html' title='Just the way you look tonight...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SESoEDFMLNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/n879cCNZn8E/s72-c/morningglory2k5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2179151385212724466</id><published>2008-06-02T21:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:24:25.163-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Evans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Bennett'/><title type='text'>If you were mine I'd never let you go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogs.ya.com/mimetaeselcamino/files/beautiful_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://blogs.ya.com/mimetaeselcamino/files/beautiful_love.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 152px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 196px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tony Bennett &amp;amp; Bill Evans - But Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love is funny, or it's sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or it's quiet, or it's mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a good thing or it's bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Beautiful to take a chance and if you fall you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'm thinking I wouldn't mind at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love is tearful, or it's gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a problem or it's play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a heartache either way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I'm thinking if you were mine I'd never let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And that would be but beautiful I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2179151385212724466?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2179151385212724466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2179151385212724466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2179151385212724466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2179151385212724466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/si-fueras-ma-nunca-te-dejara-ir.html' title='If you were mine I&apos;d never let you go...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2319964373209500218</id><published>2008-05-26T01:13:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:25:03.000-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mathis'/><title type='text'>My love is a prelude that never dies...a prelude to a kiss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper853/stills/7p879375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper853/stills/7p879375.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 188px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 283px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Mathis - Prelude To A Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you hear a song in blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like a flower crying for the dew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That was my heart serenading you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My prelude to a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you hear a song that grows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From my tender sentimental woes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That was my heart trying to compose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A prelude to a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though it's just a simple melody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With nothing fancy, nothing much;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You could turn it to a symphony...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A Shubert tune, with a Gershwin touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh how my love song gently cries,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For the tenderness within your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My love is a prelude that never dies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A prelude to a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2319964373209500218?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2319964373209500218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2319964373209500218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2319964373209500218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2319964373209500218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/preludio-un-beso.html' title='My love is a prelude that never dies...a prelude to a kiss...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5859155851828834220</id><published>2008-05-23T02:52:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:25:38.202-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mathis'/><title type='text'>And a thousand violins begin to play...or it might be the sound of your hello...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/84/31/23113184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/84/31/23113184.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 169px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 169px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Mathis - Misty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I get misty just holding your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walk my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And a thousand violins begin to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or it might be the sound of your hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That music I hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I get misty the moment you're near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can say that you're leading me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it's just what I want you to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's why I'm following you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would I wander through this wonderland alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never knowing my right foot from my left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My hat from my glove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm too misty, and too much in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would I wander through this wonderland alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never knowing my right foot from my left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My hat from my glove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm too misty, and too much in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5859155851828834220?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5859155851828834220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5859155851828834220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5859155851828834220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5859155851828834220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/y-miles-de-violines-comienzan-tocaro.html' title='And a thousand violins begin to play...or it might be the sound of your hello...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-428410091830866687</id><published>2008-05-07T23:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:25:51.100-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incognito'/><title type='text'>Smiling faces :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SCJuPmOs3OI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DHlqW8DYXCg/s1600-h/ws_Yellow_emoticon_1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197838134178274530" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SCJuPmOs3OI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DHlqW8DYXCg/s320/ws_Yellow_emoticon_1600x1200.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 207px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 276px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incognito - Smiling Faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everybody that you meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Going places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Music in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Smiling faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-428410091830866687?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/428410091830866687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=428410091830866687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/428410091830866687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/428410091830866687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/caritas-sonrientes.html' title='Smiling faces :)'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/SCJuPmOs3OI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DHlqW8DYXCg/s72-c/ws_Yellow_emoticon_1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-3179139350525948314</id><published>2008-04-27T23:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:27:38.581-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Sedaka'/><title type='text'>How I love the rainy days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zvIpXCWgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/GozNCpDzcm8/s1600-h/71619-11-first-taste-of-rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434981782149814786" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zvIpXCWgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/GozNCpDzcm8/s400/71619-11-first-taste-of-rain.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 260px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil Sedaka - Laughter In The Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Strolling along country roads with my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It starts to rain, it begins to pour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Without an umbrella we're soaked to the skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel a shiver run up my spine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel the warmth of her hand in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oo, I hear laughter in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walking hand in hand with the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oo, how I love the rainy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the happy way I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After a while we run under a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I turn to her and she kisses me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There with the beat of the rain on the leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Softly she breathes and I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sharing our love under stormy skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oo, I hear laughter in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walking hand in hand with the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oo, how I love the rainy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the happy way I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel the warmth of her hand in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oo, I hear laughter in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walking hand in hand with the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oo, how I love the rainy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the happy way I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oo, I hear laughter in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walking hand in hand with the one I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oo, how I love the rainy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the happy way I feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-3179139350525948314?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3179139350525948314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=3179139350525948314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3179139350525948314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/3179139350525948314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/que-mejor-descripcin-de-este-da.html' title='How I love the rainy days...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zvIpXCWgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/GozNCpDzcm8/s72-c/71619-11-first-taste-of-rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1647056971306991446</id><published>2008-04-27T02:58:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:27:44.949-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvatore Adamo'/><title type='text'>Yo te ofrezco el gris de un pasado sin ti...Nada más yo querré que soñar junto a ti...vivir junto a ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/417/princesa6xf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/417/princesa6xf.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 187px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 152px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salvatore Adamo - Yo Te Ofrezco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es mi corazón que se llegó a cansar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De tanta soledad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y amante de una flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sólo quiere implorar la emoción &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de un amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y por eso vine a ti, mi vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;te ofrecí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo te ofrezco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mi mundo, mi sol y mi noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yo te ofrezco el gris de un pasado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Pero te ofreceré una eternidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si un día yo sé que seré tu esposo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yo te ofrezco el resto de mi juventud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Los collares y afanes que trenzaste tú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En mis sueños de amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;donde siempre te di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aquel dulce país donde tú eras princesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cosas te ofreceré que no llegan jamás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Primavera en su flor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en el mes de diciembre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y también nadie da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cuando mayo vendrá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y te ofrezco el azul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que hay en mi ventanal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De ti he de tener &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tu mano y su temblor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cautiva la pondré aquí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nada más yo querré &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que soñar junto a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nada más, nada más &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que vivir junto a ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ti...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-8575051053806898114</id><published>2008-04-24T22:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:26:52.401-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balance'/><title type='text'>I want you to care for me...over and over and over again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/60/164151879_02b3544a8d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/60/164151879_02b3544a8d.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 116px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 175px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balance - Falling In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Crazy as it may seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I keep on having this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe it's just not our time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I don't want to leave it behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even while you're away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think of you day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And there's nothing I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't ever wanna see you upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cause I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To take the next step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Falling in love, I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You could leave me on a cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd be walking on air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't mind if I think out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want you to care for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Over and over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-8575051053806898114?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8575051053806898114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=8575051053806898114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8575051053806898114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/8575051053806898114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/quiero-que-te-preocupes-por-miuna-otra.html' title='I want you to care for me...over and over and over again...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/60/164151879_02b3544a8d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-9018255061024241973</id><published>2008-04-20T22:49:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:29:13.069-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antônio Carlos Jobim'/><title type='text'>How can I tell her I love her...? When she passes, I smile, but she doesn't see...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2z0wZYG6BI/AAAAAAAAAq0/LEhtgehAB80/s1600-h/white-sand-beach_9629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434987962612246546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2z0wZYG6BI/AAAAAAAAAq0/LEhtgehAB80/s400/white-sand-beach_9629.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 186px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 297px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank Sinatra - The Girl From Ipanema (Duet With Antônio Carlos Jobim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Sinatra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tall and tan and young and lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The girl from Ipanema goes walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When she walks, she's like a samba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That swings so cool and sways so gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How can I tell her I love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes I would give my heart gladly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But each day, when she walks to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She looks straight ahead, not at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The girl from Ipanema goes walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Tom Jobim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia de graça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É ela menina que vem e que passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Num doce balanço a caminho do mar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Moça do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O seu balançado parece um poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Sinatra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Tom Jobim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Ahh) porque tudo é tão triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Sinatra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes I would give my heart gladly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Both)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But each day, when she walks to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She looks straight ahead, not at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Sinatra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The girl from Ipanema goes walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Tom Jobim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por causa do Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Sinatra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She just doesn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Tom Jobim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nem olha para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Sinatra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She never sees me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Tom Jobim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por causa do Amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;João &amp;amp; Astrud Gilberto - Garota de Ipanema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha que coisa mais linda,&lt;br /&gt;Mais cheia de graça&lt;br /&gt;É ela menina&lt;br /&gt;Que vem que passa&lt;br /&gt;Num doce balanço&lt;br /&gt;Caminho do mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moça do corpo dourado&lt;br /&gt;Do sol de Ipanema&lt;br /&gt;O seu balançado&lt;br /&gt;É mais que um poema&lt;br /&gt;É a coisa mais linda&lt;br /&gt;Que eu já vi passar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, porque estou tão sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Ah, porque tudo é tão triste&lt;br /&gt;Ah, a beleza que existe&lt;br /&gt;A beleza que não&lt;br /&gt;É só minha&lt;br /&gt;Que também passa sozinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, se ela soubesse&lt;br /&gt;que quando ela passa&lt;br /&gt;O mundo sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;Se enche de graça&lt;br /&gt;E fica mais lindo&lt;br /&gt;Por causa do amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-9018255061024241973?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9018255061024241973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=9018255061024241973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/9018255061024241973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/9018255061024241973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/cmo-puedo-decirle-que-la-amo-cuando.html' title='How can I tell her I love her...? When she passes, I smile, but she doesn&apos;t see...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2z0wZYG6BI/AAAAAAAAAq0/LEhtgehAB80/s72-c/white-sand-beach_9629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1921440984973723767</id><published>2008-04-03T23:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:29:23.272-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Miguel'/><title type='text'>Y hasta la vida diera por vencer el miedo de besarla a usted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wisebread.com/files/fruganomics/wisebread_imce/its-a-wonderful-life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.wisebread.com/files/fruganomics/wisebread_imce/its-a-wonderful-life.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 169px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 211px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luis Miguel - Usted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Usted es la culpable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De todas mis angustias y todos mis quebrantos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Usted llenó mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De dulces inquietudes y amargos desencantos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Su amor es como un grito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que llevo aquí en mi alma y aquí en mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y soy aunque no quiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Esclavo de sus ojos, juguete de su amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No juegue con mis penas, ni con mis sentimientos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que es lo único que tengo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Usted es mi esperanza, mi última esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Comprenda de una vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Usted me desespera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me mata, me enloquece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y hasta la vida diera por vencer el miedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De besarla a usted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1921440984973723767?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1921440984973723767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1921440984973723767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1921440984973723767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1921440984973723767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/y-hasta-la-vida-diera-por-vencer-el.html' title='Y hasta la vida diera por vencer el miedo de besarla a usted...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-9086498713687577648</id><published>2008-04-03T23:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:29:32.241-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Miguel'/><title type='text'>Bésame, con un beso enamorado, como nadie me ha besado desde el día en que nací...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hai-kai.blogger.com.br/caricia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.hai-kai.blogger.com.br/caricia.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 170px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 118px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luis Miguel - Júrame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Júrame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que aunque pase mucho tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nunca olvidaré el momento en que yo te conocí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mírame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pues no hay nada más profundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ni más grande en este mundo que el cariño que te di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bésame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Con un beso enamorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como nadie me ha besado desde el día en que nací&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiéreme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiéreme hasta la locura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y así sabrás la amargura que estoy sufriendo por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Todos dicen que es mentira que te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque nunca me habían visto enamorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yo te juro que yo mismo no comprendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El porqué tu mirar me ha cautivado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuando estoy cerca de ti ya estoy contento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No quisiera que de nadie te acordaras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tengo celos hasta del pensamiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que pueda recordarte a otra persona amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Júrame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que aunque pase mucho tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nunca olvidaré el momento en que yo te conocí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mírame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pues no hay nada más profundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ni más grande en este mundo que el cariño que te di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bésame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Con un beso enamorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como nadie me ha besado desde el día en que nací&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiéreme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiéreme hasta la locura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y así sabrás la amargura que estoy sufriendo por ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-9086498713687577648?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9086498713687577648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=9086498713687577648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/9086498713687577648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/9086498713687577648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/bsame-con-un-beso-enamorado-como-nadie.html' title='Bésame, con un beso enamorado, como nadie me ha besado desde el día en que nací...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5590271394790957316</id><published>2008-04-02T14:30:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:30:27.135-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen Latifah'/><title type='text'>I thought for a while that your poignant smile was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me...Ah yes! I was wrong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mediainspiration.com/contents/artist_gallery/gallery_images/largeimages/photography_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.mediainspiration.com/contents/artist_gallery/gallery_images/largeimages/photography_2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 170px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 105px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Latifah - Lush Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I used to visit all the very gay places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Those come what may places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To get the feel of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From jazz and cocktails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With distant gay traces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That used to be there you could see where they'd been washed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;By too many through the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Twelve o'clock tales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then you came along with your siren of song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To tempt me to madness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought for a while that your poignant smile was tinged with the sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of a great love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ah yes! I was wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Life is lonely again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And only last year everything seemed so sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now life is awful again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A throughful of hearts could only be a bore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A week in Paris will ease the bite of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All I care is to smile in spite of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll forget you, I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While yet you are still burning inside my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Romance is mush,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stifling those who strive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll live a lush life in some small dive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And there I'll be, while I rot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With the rest of those whose lives are lonely, too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5590271394790957316?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5590271394790957316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5590271394790957316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5590271394790957316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5590271394790957316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/pens-por-un-momento-que-tu-profunda.html' title='I thought for a while that your poignant smile was tinged with the sadness of a great love for me...Ah yes! I was wrong...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-6198933140532350509</id><published>2008-04-01T21:52:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:31:00.249-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dooley Wilson'/><title type='text'>A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://skyjude.users.btopenworld.com/Images/casablanca05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://skyjude.users.btopenworld.com/Images/casablanca05.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 168px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 224px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dooley Wilson - As Time Goes By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You must remember this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The fundamental things apply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And when two lovers woo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They still say "I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On that you can rely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No matter what the future brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Moonlight and love songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never out of date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hearts full of passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jealousy and hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woman need man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And man must have his mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That no one can deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's still the same old story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A fight for love and glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A case of do or die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The world will always welcome lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-6198933140532350509?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6198933140532350509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=6198933140532350509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6198933140532350509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/6198933140532350509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/un-beso-es-slo-un-beso-un-suspiro-es.html' title='A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-7918450954769725813</id><published>2008-04-01T21:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:31:09.175-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcos Llunas'/><title type='text'>Soy feliz en tus manos de buena mujer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2z0_Co93fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/BCRL1dx0OPM/s1600-h/sentir1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434988214206979570" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2z0_Co93fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/BCRL1dx0OPM/s400/sentir1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 191px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 238px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcos Llunas - Sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentir, ¿quién define sentir con palabras exactas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Quién conoce el mensaje del alma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Variedad de emociones, de brisa y de calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De risas y llantos de intensa pasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentir, tú me hiciste sentir con la magia que encanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Es lo mismo si estás o me faltas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ya no busco razones, contigo me basta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si llenas mis ansias de mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentir así, no lo cambio por nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El día que llegaste a mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saciaste mi sed, a la vida no le pido nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu me vales por tres, soy feliz con tus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De buena mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentir así, no le temo a más nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te has dado sin reservas a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En un pacto de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A la vida no le pido nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu me vales por tres, soy feliz en tus manos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De buena mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Seré tu amigo estés donde estés,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Seré tu fuerza cuando pierdas la fe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En el momento en que el defecto aparezca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No le demos más vueltas, abrázame a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentir, ¿quién define sentir con palabras exactas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentir así, no lo cambio por nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El día que llegaste a mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saciaste mi sed, a la vida no le pido nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu me vales por tres, soy feliz con tus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De buena mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentir así, no le temo a más nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te has dado sin reservas a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En un pacto de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A la vida no le pido nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tu me vales por tres, soy feliz en tus manos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De buena mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-7918450954769725813?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7918450954769725813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=7918450954769725813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7918450954769725813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7918450954769725813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/soy-feliz-en-tus-manos-de-buena-mujer.html' title='Soy feliz en tus manos de buena mujer...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2z0_Co93fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/BCRL1dx0OPM/s72-c/sentir1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-5078507406840831365</id><published>2008-03-28T01:33:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:31:35.767-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ella Fitzgerald'/><title type='text'>To my joy and delight, it's a new kind of love at first sight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hotref.com/category/22/contemporary-design-heart-place-card-holders_2230_r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.hotref.com/category/22/contemporary-design-heart-place-card-holders_2230_r.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 136px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 113px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella Fitzgerald - With A Song In My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though I know that we meet ev'ry night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we couldn't have changed since the last time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To my joy and delight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a new kind of love at first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though it's you and it's I all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ev'ry meeting's a marvelous pastime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're increasingly sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So whenever we happen to meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I greet you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With a song in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I behold your adorable face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a song at the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it soon is a hymn to your grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When the music swells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm touching your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It tells me you're standing near, and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At the sound of your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heaven opens its portals to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can I help but rejoice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That a song such as ours came to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I always knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would live life through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With a song in my heart for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-5078507406840831365?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5078507406840831365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=5078507406840831365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5078507406840831365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/5078507406840831365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/03/para-mi-alegra-y-deleite-es-un-nuevo.html' title='To my joy and delight, it&apos;s a new kind of love at first sight...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-9105340105635493386</id><published>2008-03-28T01:16:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:31:57.192-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy Meets Girl'/><title type='text'>Trying to catch your heart is like trying to catch a star...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zxp4OKwjI/AAAAAAAAAqs/iYMavao__U8/s1600-h/catch-the-stars2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434984552098087474" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zxp4OKwjI/AAAAAAAAAqs/iYMavao__U8/s400/catch-the-stars2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 180px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 180px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy Meets Girl - Waiting For A Star To Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hear your name whispered on the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s a sound that makes me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hear a song blow again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Through my mind and I don’t know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish I didn’t feel so strong about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like happiness and love revolve around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Trying to catch your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is like trying to catch a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So many people love you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That must be what you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Waiting for a star to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And carry your heart into my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That’s where you belong, in my arms baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Waiting for a star to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And carry your heart into my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That’s where you belong, in my arms baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’ve learn to feel what I cannot see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But with you I lose that vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don’t know how to dream your dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I’m all caught up in superstition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to reach out and pull you to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who says I should let a wild one go free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Trying to catch your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is like trying to catch a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I can’t love you this much baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And love you from this far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Waiting for a star to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And carry your heart into my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That’s where you belong, in my arms baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Waiting for a star to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And carry your heart into my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That’s where you belong, in my arms baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Waiting, however long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don’t like waiting, I’ll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s so hard waiting, don’t be too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Seems like waiting, makes me love you even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-9105340105635493386?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9105340105635493386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=9105340105635493386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/9105340105635493386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/9105340105635493386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/03/tratar-de-atrapar-tu-corazn-es-como.html' title='Trying to catch your heart is like trying to catch a star...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/S2zxp4OKwjI/AAAAAAAAAqs/iYMavao__U8/s72-c/catch-the-stars2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-7592202819681780420</id><published>2008-03-27T01:11:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:32:02.900-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Miguel'/><title type='text'>Entonces yo daré la media vuelta, y me iré con el sol cuando muera la tarde...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/R-sge8M8OTI/AAAAAAAAANg/nLn5Z0DSZGk/s1600-h/DSC06020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182271512148457778" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/R-sge8M8OTI/AAAAAAAAANg/nLn5Z0DSZGk/s320/DSC06020.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 115px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 87px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luis Miguel - La Media Vuelta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te vas porque yo quiero que te vayas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A la hora que yo quiera te detengo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yo sé que mi cariño te hace falta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque quieras o no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yo soy tu dueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yo quiero que te vayas por el mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y quiero que conozcas mucha gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yo quiero que te besen otros labios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Para que me compares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoy, como siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si encuentras un amor que te comprenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y sientas que te quiera más que nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Entonces yo daré la media vuelta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y me iré con el sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuando muera la tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te vas porque yo quiero que te vayas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-7592202819681780420?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7592202819681780420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=7592202819681780420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7592202819681780420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/7592202819681780420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/03/entonces-yo-dar-la-media-vuelta-y-me-ir.html' title='Entonces yo daré la media vuelta, y me iré con el sol cuando muera la tarde...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/R-sge8M8OTI/AAAAAAAAANg/nLn5Z0DSZGk/s72-c/DSC06020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-1350563146092605651</id><published>2008-03-24T23:33:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:32:24.528-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rod Stewart'/><title type='text'>Isn't it romantic? Music in the night, a dream that can be heard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/olmedia/images/_39379_tan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/olmedia/images/_39379_tan2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 129px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 129px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rod Stewart - Isn't It Romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've never met you, yet never doubt dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought you have, dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know your profile and I know the way you kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just the thing I miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On a night like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If dreams are made of imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not afraid of my own creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With all my heart my heart is here for you to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why should I quake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Moving shadows write the oldest magic word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hear the breezes playing in the trees above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While all the world is saying you were meant for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Merely to be young on such a night as this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweet symbols in the moonlight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you mean that I will fall in love per chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hear the breezes playing in the trees above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While all the world is saying you were meant for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Merely to be young on such a night as this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweet symbols in the moonlight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you mean that I will fall in love per chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isn't it romance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-1350563146092605651?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1350563146092605651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=1350563146092605651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1350563146092605651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/1350563146092605651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-es-romntico-msica-en-la-noche-un.html' title='Isn&apos;t it romantic? Music in the night, a dream that can be heard...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2107147630226361582</id><published>2008-03-23T22:14:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:33:50.938-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Cullum'/><title type='text'>When I look back on my ordinary life, I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.inmagine.com/168nwm/brandxpictures/x320/bxp156931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://images.inmagine.com/168nwm/brandxpictures/x320/bxp156931.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 115px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 116px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie Cullum - Photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Her name was written on the photograph,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;right next to her red, sunburnt face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it all had happened in that long tall grass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;about a mile from her old place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't remember how it started and if it lasted that day in the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We said that we were going to study hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;we held our books instead of hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;she held a blanket over cans of beer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't deny I was so full of fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's just another story caught up in another photograph I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and it seems like another person lived that life a great many years ago from now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;when I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And there's the first time that I tried that stuff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I look a little green,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember throwing up behind a bush,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I found it hard to use my feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and who's that easily led little boy who's really off his head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was the same night that I kissed that girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the tall one with the auburn hair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember laughing coz to kiss me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;she had to sit down on a chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;she tasted like the schnapps she'd drunk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and the cigarette she'd stolen from her mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it's just another story caught up in another photograph I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7405310178552419423-2107147630226361582?l=songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2107147630226361582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7405310178552419423&amp;postID=2107147630226361582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2107147630226361582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7405310178552419423/posts/default/2107147630226361582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsfromthesoul.blogspot.com/2008/03/cuando-miro-hacia-atrs-en-mi-ordinaria.html' title='When I look back on my ordinary life, I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time...'/><author><name>Jose Luis</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ciDUlXdt22g/TFj8VKBc-KI/AAAAAAAAAto/_aba1-mzCe8/S220/avatar7.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7405310178552419423.post-2301696990956595593</id><published>2008-03-23T21:28:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T02:34:19.268-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie Cullum'/><title type='text'>And I’ll find her...'cause it’s about time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3888191/2/istockphoto_3888191_open_door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3888191/2/istockphoto_3888191_open_door.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 134px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie Cullum - It's About Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Walking down to the water's edge, where I have been before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I don’t find my love sometime, I’m walking out that door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some may come and some may go, but no one seems to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The person I’ve been searching for, the one who’s meant for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Biding my time, trying to find the heart that’s lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looking for her, my love, my one and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe I’ll dream, tonight about the girl, who’ll be coming my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I’ll take this chance and celebrate the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I’m making my way through an open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got some love and so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’m ready, to make someone mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Making my way through an open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got some love and so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’ll find her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause it’s about time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tried too hard and it feels just like you’re running on thin air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why does love happen by surprise, if you don’t really care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The past is gone; the flames are out from fires that have burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;New ideals and different thoughts from lessons I have learnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Biding my time, trying to find the heart that’s lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looking for her, my love, my one and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe I’ll dream, tonight about the girl, who’ll be coming my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I take this chance and celebrate the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I’m making my way through an open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got some love and so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’m ready, to make someone mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Making my way through an open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got some love and so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’ll find her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Cause it’s about time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got the feeling this could take a pretty long while, to find that smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’ll put my faith in another piece of good advice, well I tried that twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Waiting for a little something more, to inspire, take me higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’m ready to make someone mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m making my way through an open door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got some love and so much
