Crazy

Esta canción es genial. El video igual. La letra ufff :) Me encanta cómo inicia, con fuerza y todo, y también cada vez que el hombre grita "honey!" jajaja, lo es todo. Me encantaba y me encanta hasta ahora escuchar esta canción cuando estoy sola, (más si estoy) caminando o viajando, sobretodo luego de haber tomado decisiones. Decisiones. Hola Conservatorio de Formación Actoral. Ponle play. Ya la tenemos en el celular.

Say you're leavin' on a seven thirty train and that you're headin' out to Hollywood

Girl you been givin' me that line so many times it kinda gets like feelin' bad looks good

Come Here baby

You know you drive me up a wall the way you make good on all the nasty tricks you pull
Seems like we're makin' up more than we're makin' love
And it always seems you got somn' on your mind other than me
Girl, you got to change your crazy ways
You hear me

Say you're leavin' on a seven thirty train and that you're headin' out to Hollywood
Girl you been givin' me that line so many times it kinda gets like feelin' bad looks good


That kinda lovin'
Turns a man to a slave
That kinda lovin'
Sends a man right to his grave...

I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on
Then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
Crazy, crazy, crazy, for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue...

You're packin' up your stuff and talkin' like it's tough and tryin' to tell me that it's time to go
But I know you ain't wearin' nothin' underneath that overcoat
And it's all a show


That kind of lovin'
Makes me wanna pull
Down the shade, yeah
That kind of lovin'
Yeah now I'm never, never, never, never gonna be the same
I'm losin' my mind, girl
Cause I'm goin' crazy


I need your love, honey
I need your love
Crazy, crazy, crazy, I go crazy
You turn it on
Then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
Crazy, crazy, crazy, for you baby
I'm losin' my mind, girl
ÔCause I'm goin' crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
You turn it on, then your gone
Yeah you drive me

-Aerosmith

Vivir así es morir de amor

Hay canciones antiguas (sólo algunas) que no me gustarían si no fueran por versiones más movidas :)

Esta canción me hace recordar el domingo; con esta canción acabó la última obra (¡foto!), y yo la cantaba desde atrás, esperando salir a las despedidas correspondientes :)

Enredos amorosos.

Siempre me traiciona la razón y me domina el corazón, no sé luchar contra el amor

Siempre que me voy a enamorar de quien de mi no se enamora, y es por eso que mi alma llora

Y ya no puedo más, ya no puedo más, siempre se repite esta misma historia

y ya no puedo más, ya no puedo más, estoy harto de rodar como una noria

Vivir así es morir de amor, por amor tengo el alma herida,

por amor, no quiero más vida que su vida, melancolía

Vivir así es morir de amor, soy mendigo de sus besos,

soy su amigo y yo quiero ser algo más que eso, melancolía

Siempre se apodera de mi ser mi serenidad se vuelve locura, y me llena de amargura

Siempre que me voy a enamorar de quien de mi no se enamora, y es por eso que mi alma llora

Y ya no puedo más, ya no puedo más, siempre se repite esta misma historia

y ya no puedo más, ya no puedo más, estoy harto de rodar como una noria

-El canto del loco

She's electric

Es como si hubiera tomado 10 tazas de café (con Coca Cola) + 15 puchos.

Es genial sentir una vez más los nervios pre-función! (Además, hoy también da inicios Noviembre!)

Extrañaba actuar :)

She is electric

She’s in a family full of eccentrics

She’ve done things that I never expected

And I need more time

She’s got a sister

And god only knows how I’ve missed her

And on the palm of her hand is a blister

And I need more time

And I want you to know

I’ve got my mind made up now

But I need more time

And I want you to say

Do you know what I’m saying?

But I need more...

Cos I’ll be you and you’ll be me

There’s lots and lots for us to say

Lots and lots for us to do

If she is electric

Can I be electric too?

She’s got a brother

We don’t get on with one another

But I quite fancy her mother

And I think that she likes me

She’s got a cousin

In fact she’s got ‘bout a dozens

he’s got one in the oven

But it’s nothing to do with me

And I want you to know

I’ve got my mind made up now

But I need more time

And I want you to say

Do you know what I’m saying?

But I need more...

Cos I’ll be you and you’ll be me

There’s lots and lots for us to say

Lots and lots for us to doIf she is electric

Can I be electric too?

Can I be electric too?

Can I be electric too?

-Oasis

Add Your Light to Mine, Baby

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Semana de energía. Como bailes, saltos y juegos de teatro.

Ir con la cartera rosada de tortuga a la facultad sin trabajos que entregar.

Torneo de "cuatro en raya" mientras esperamos Teoría Sociológica.

Ganar :)

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Inicar octavo puede estar bien.

Lucky soul como La casa azul en inglés.

Add your light to mine, baby!

♥

Add your light to mine, baby Add your light to mine. Add your light to mine, baby Together we could shine. I’ve seen you dancing like no one was looking Beneath the fullest moon. Oh some day soon I’m gonna find all the things I’ve been yearning for, Are you coming too? Add your light to mine, baby Add your light to mine. Add your light to mine, baby Together we could shine. All the rubbish that ever surrounds us Could make a stone wall cry. But someday I’m, Going to leap out of this hole and you can too, If you’re by my side. Add your light to mine, baby Add your light to mine. Add your light to mine, baby Together we could shine. Baby you’re so fine, Together we could shine, Add your light to mine. . -Lucky soul

Better together

yaaaaa. Volver al teatro es genial. Hoy fui la hija de un difunto, una cajera de Metro y una lesbiana celosa. Y cuando jugabamos al asesino, sonó esta canción, y grite un poco (¿?) Y yo era la asesina, así que doble genial! Mataba escuchando a Jack Johnson. En Granby-Colorado (fotofotofoto, allá me volví un poco fan de él) la escuchaba camino a la chamba, cuando a mi mp3 se le ocurría sorprenderme. Y ahora la escucho mientras mi papá cumple años :) iiiii volveré a tomar fotos y a hacerlas chafa con mi tecnología misia! chau ••••••• There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard. And no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart Our dreams, and they are made out of real things, like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-tone loving. Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart. Why are we here and where do we go? And how come it's so hard? It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving. I'll tell you one thing, It's always better when we're together. ••• Mmm, it's always better when we're together. Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together. Well, it's always better when we're together. Yeah, it's always better when we're together. ••• And all of these moments just might find a way into my dreams tonight But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings Or brings new things for tomorrow night, you see, That they'll be gone too, too many things I have to do. But if all of these dreams might find their way into my day-to-day scene, I'd be under the impression I was somewhere in between With only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do Or places we got to be, we'll sit beneath the mango tree now. ••• Yeah, it's always better when we're together. Mmm, we're somewhere in between together. Well, it's always better when we're together. Yeah, it's always better when we're together. ••• I believe in memories, they look so, so pretty when I sleep And when I wake up, you look so pretty sleeping next to me. But there is not enough time And there is no, no song I could sing, And there is no combination of words I could say But I will still tell you one thing: We're better together.

-Jack Johnson