Hello Goodbye

You say yes, I say no.
You say stop and I say go go go, oh no.
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello

I say high, you say low
You say why and I say I don’t know, oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello
(Hello Goodbye Hello Goodbye) hello hello
(Hello Goodbye) I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello
(Hello Goodbye Hello Goodbye) hello hello
(Hello Goodbye) I don’t know why you say goodbye
(Hello Goodbye) I say hello

Why why why why why why do you say goodbye goodbye, oh no?

You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello

You say yes (I say “yes”) I say no (but I may mean no.)
You say stop (I can stay) and I say go go go (till it’s time to go ), oh no no
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello hello
Hellooooo

Hela hey helloa
Hela hey helloa Cha Cha Cha
Hela hey helloa Whooo
Hela hey helloa Hela
Hela hey helloa Cha Cha Cha
Hela hey helloa Whooo
Hela hey helloa Cha Cha
Hela hey helloa

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Stereo Love

Stereo Love – Edward Maya

When you gonna stop breaking my heart
I don’t wanna be another one
Paying for the things I never done
Don’t let go
Don’t let go
… to my love

Can I get to your soul
Can you get to my thoughts
Can you promise we won’t let go
All the things that I need
All the things that you need
You can make it feel so real

Cause you can’t deny
You’ve blown my mind
When I touch your body
I feel I’m loosing control

Cause you can’t deny
You’ve blown my mind
When I see you baby
I just don’t wanna let go

When you gonna stop breaking my heart
I don’t wanna be another one
Paying for the things I never done
Don’t let go
Don’t let go
… to my love

I hate to see you cry
Your smile is a beautiful lie

I hate to see you cry
My love is dying inside

I hate to see you cry
Your smile is a beautiful lie

I hate to see you cry
My love is dying inside

I can fix all those lies
But baby, baby I run, but I’m running to you
You won’t see me cry, I’m hiding inside
My heart is in pain but I’m smiling for you
Oh baby I’ll try to make the things right
I need you more than air when I’m not with you
Please don’t ask me why, just kiss me this time
My only dream is about you and I

Can I get to your soul
Can you get to my thoughts
Can you promise we won’t let go
All the things that I need
All the things that you need
You can make it feel so real

Cause you can’t deny
You’ve blown my mind
When I touch your body
I feel I’m loosing control

Cause you can’t deny
You’ve blown my mind
When I see you baby
I just don’t wanna let go

When you gonna stop breaking my heart
I don’t wanna be another one
Paying for the things I never done
Don’t let go
Don’t let go
… to my love

I hate to see you cry
Your smile is a beautiful lie

I hate to see you cry
My love is dying inside

I can fix all those lies
But baby, baby I run, but I’m running to you
You won’t see me cry, I’m hiding inside
My heart is in pain but I’m smiling for you
Oh baby I’ll try to make the things right
I need you more than air when I’m not with you
Please don’t ask me why, just kiss me this time
My only dream is about you and i

Wear sunscreen

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They’re your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair or by the time you’re 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen

Mary Schmich’s “Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young”

5000

The nicest thing

The nicest thing -Kate Nash

All I know is that you’re so nice
You’re the nicest thing I’ve seen
I wish that we could give it a go
See if we could be something

I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style

I wish you couldn’t figure me out
But you’d always wanna know what I was about
I wish you’d hold my hand
When I was upset
I wish you’d never forget
The look on my face when we first met

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot
That you loved secretly
‘Cause it was on a hidden bit
That nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars,
Actually I meant three

I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you’d be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn’t eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that you’re the nicest thing I’ve ever seen
And I wish that we could see if we could be something
Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something

 

Dickhead

Dickhead-Kate Nash

Why are you being a dickhead for
Stop being a dickhead
Why are you being a dickhead for
You’re just fucking up situations

Why are you being a dickhead for
Stop being a dickhead
Why are you being a dickhead for
You’re just fucking up situations

Shiny floor, slippery feet
Lights are dim, my eyes can’t meet
The reflection that turns my images
Upside down so I can’t see

Think you know everything
You really don’t know nothing
I wish that you were more intelligent
So you could see that what you are doing
Is so shitty, to me

Thirty five
People couldn’t count
On two hands the amount of times you made me stop
Stop and think why are you being such a dickhead for

Stop being a dickhead,
Why are you being a dickhead for
You’re just fucking up situations
Why are you being a dickhead for
Stop being a dickhead,
Why you being a dickhead for
You’re just fucking up situations

Stop, now don’t show
Just have a think before you
Will you, stop, now don’t show
Just have a think before you

Will you stop, no don’t show
Just have a think before you
Will you stop, don’t show
Will you just have a think before you

My brain and my bones don’t want to take, this anymore
No my brain and my bones don’t want to take, this anymore
No my brain and my bones don’t want to take with this anymore
No my brain and my bones don’t want to take, this anymore, so

Why are you being a dickhead for
Stop being a dickhead
Why are you being a dickhead for
You’re just fucking up situations

Why are you being a dickhead for
Stop being a dickhead
Why you being a dickhead for
You’re just fucking up situations

How can you Andrea did stand next to the truth for such a long time and not see it? Just in denial. I can not believe you if the truth just appears in so many ways. You don’t miss me. You didn’t love me. EVER.  That’s what hurts the most, I thought we were honest to each other. I was the only one being honest. How can I believe you in any human possible way if you already are playing your games (those I know very well and somehow I end up noticing)…? No no  no darling… This doll, has change her ways. And please… Stop being a dickhead (at least with me)

Que Nadie

Que Nadie- Manuel Carrasco

Empezaron los problemas
se engancho a la pena
se aferro a la soledad
ya no mira las estrellas
mira sus ojeras
cansada de pelear.

Olvidandose de todo
busca algun modo
de encontrar su libertad
el cerrojo que le aprieta
le pone cadenas
y nunca descansa en paz
y tu dignidad se a quedado esperando a que vuelvas

Que nadie calle tu verdad
que nadie te ahogue el corazon
que nadie te haga mas llorar
hundiendote en silencio
que nadie te obligue a morir
cortando tu alas al volar
que vuelvan tus ganas de vivir

En el tunel del espanto
todo se hace largo
cuando se iluminara
amarrado a su destino
va sin ser testigo
de tu lento caminar

Tienen hambre sus latidos
pero son sumisos
y suenan a su compas
la alegria traicionera
le cierra la puerta
o se sienta en su sofa
y tu dignidad se a quedado esperando a que vuelva

Que nadie calle tu verdad
que nadie te ahogue el corazon
que nadie te haga mas llorar
mintiendote en silencio
que nadie te obligue a morir
cortando tus alas al volar
que vuelvan tus ganas de vivir

Que nadie calle tu verdad
que nadie te ahogue el corazon
que nadie te haga mas llorar
hundiendote en silencio
que nadie te obligue a morir
cortando tus alas al volar
que vuelvan tus ganas de vivir…

Gracias al amigo que me regaló esta canción.

Sos un pendejo igual que yo.

Voy a extrañarte en puta cuando te vayás otra vez  para Cuba.

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