<?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-3932341409410694149</id><updated>2011-09-22T18:53:18.591-04:00</updated><category term='de mi charly garcia'/><category term='tiempo'/><category term='mas alla'/><category term='espera'/><title type='text'>Nicole Tracy Layana Zamora</title><subtitle type='html'>it's my life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-5045986783208676932</id><published>2009-11-02T12:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:15:28.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Su8gbTcrPyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cvFqodCehb0/s1600-h/Intratables+en+el+Huevo,+abril++20096+007+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Su8gbTcrPyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cvFqodCehb0/s400/Intratables+en+el+Huevo,+abril++20096+007+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399570131689619234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inspiraciones remotas en un absurdo juego del no querer, y así seguimos cantando...&lt;br /&gt;canción que me encantaba y hace poco supe quien la cantaba xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"Fake It"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's to know if your soul will fade at all&lt;br /&gt;The one you sold to fool the world&lt;br /&gt;You lost your self-esteem along the way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good god you're coming up with reasons&lt;br /&gt;Good god you're dragging it out&lt;br /&gt;Good god it's the changing of the seasons&lt;br /&gt;I feel so raped&lt;br /&gt;So follow me down&lt;br /&gt;And just fake it if you're out of direction&lt;br /&gt;Fake it if you don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;Fake it if you feel like affection&lt;br /&gt;Woah you're such a fucking hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you should know that the lies won't hide your flaws&lt;br /&gt;No sense in hiding all of yours&lt;br /&gt;You gave up on your dreams along the way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoah&lt;br /&gt;Whoah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fake with the best of anyone&lt;br /&gt;I can fake with the best of em all&lt;br /&gt;I can fake with the best of anyone&lt;br /&gt;I can fake it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's to know if your soul will fade at all&lt;br /&gt;The one you sold to fool the world&lt;br /&gt;You lost your self-esteem along the way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake it if you're out of direction&lt;br /&gt;Fake it if you don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;Fake it if you feel like infection&lt;br /&gt;Woah you're such a fucking hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-5045986783208676932?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/5045986783208676932/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=5045986783208676932' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/5045986783208676932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SsvZInbRCII/AAAAAAAAAFI/8EttCEUQdfo/s1600-h/Intratables+en+el+Huevo,+abril++20096+014+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389640121124456578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SsvZInbRCII/AAAAAAAAAFI/8EttCEUQdfo/s400/Intratables+en+el+Huevo,+abril++20096+014+copia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin música en mis oídos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solo tarareos perdidos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;algo se aproxima en lo lejano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero solo veo cosas escondidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que pronto dejaré de lado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-2869675577524217763?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SsvZInbRCII/AAAAAAAAAFI/8EttCEUQdfo/s72-c/Intratables+en+el+Huevo,+abril++20096+014+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-5068102245649415498</id><published>2009-06-26T09:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:02:13.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson (RIP)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You Are Not Alone&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Another day has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m still all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How could this be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re not here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You never said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you have to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And leave my world so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How did love slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though you’re far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though we’re far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;’lone, ’lone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why, ’lone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just the other night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought I heard you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Asking me to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And hold you in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can hear your prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your burdens I will bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But first I need your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then forever can begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How did love slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though you’re far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though we’re far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whisper three words and I’ll come runnin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And girl you know that I’ll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though you’re far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though we’re far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though you’re far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For you are not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though we’re far apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For you are not alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PtxZ3ZfXe_c"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PtxZ3ZfXe_c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-5068102245649415498?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/5068102245649415498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=5068102245649415498' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/5068102245649415498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Sj_m2zW_DvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_CcmTMxHHt8/s1600-h/Eventos+196%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Sj_m2zW_DvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_CcmTMxHHt8/s400/Eventos+196%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350248711513378546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" class="page"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Documento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" class="page"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" class="page"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sin firmar un documento&lt;br /&gt;sin mediar un previo aviso&lt;br /&gt;sin hacer un juramento&lt;br /&gt;hemos hecho un compromiso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin palabras nos marchamos&lt;br /&gt;ni me obligas&lt;br /&gt;ni te obligo&lt;br /&gt;porque al fin se que soñamos&lt;br /&gt;yo contigo, tu conmigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu destino es como el mio&lt;br /&gt;si eres barco yo soy vela&lt;br /&gt;si eres cauce yo soy rio&lt;br /&gt;si eres yaga yo lamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadie hablo de enamorarnos&lt;br /&gt;pero Dios asi lo quiso&lt;br /&gt;y sin hacer un juramento&lt;br /&gt;hemos hecho un compromiso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu destino es como el mio&lt;br /&gt;si eres barco yo soy vela&lt;br /&gt;si eres cauce yo soy rio&lt;br /&gt;si eres yaga yo lamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadie hablo de enamorarnos&lt;br /&gt;pero Dios asi lo quiso&lt;br /&gt;y sin hacer un juramento&lt;br /&gt;hemos hecho un compromiso&lt;br /&gt;uuuoooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-2807132792369180580?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/2807132792369180580/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=2807132792369180580' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/2807132792369180580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/2807132792369180580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SjKMSgtmZvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5eCVWMEVtLU/s1600-h/nico+ventana+pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SjKMSgtmZvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5eCVWMEVtLU/s400/nico+ventana+pa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346489957288929010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Piensa en Mi...&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si tienes un hondo penar, piensa en mi&lt;br /&gt;Si tienes ganas de llorar, piensa en mi&lt;br /&gt;Ya ves que venero tu imagen divina&lt;br /&gt;Tu parvula boca, que siendo tan niña&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñó a pecar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piensa en mi cuando sufras,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llores, también piensa en mi,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando quieras quitarme la vida&lt;br /&gt;No la quiero, para nada&lt;br /&gt;Para nada me sirve sin ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piensa en mi cuando sufras&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llores, también piensa en mi,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando quieras quitarme la vida&lt;br /&gt;No la quiero, para nada,&lt;br /&gt;Para nada me sirve sin ti.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-6445553292110160856?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/6445553292110160856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=6445553292110160856' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/6445553292110160856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/6445553292110160856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2009/06/piensa-en-mi.html' title='Piensa en Mi...'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SjKMSgtmZvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5eCVWMEVtLU/s72-c/nico+ventana+pa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-7921514851329344024</id><published>2009-06-08T11:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:47:05.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mujer Amante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Si0w9zGxp9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/lGbdAV8YVf0/s1600-h/n540969929_1289331_7247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Si0w9zGxp9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/lGbdAV8YVf0/s400/n540969929_1289331_7247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344982171007428562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;Siento el calor de toda tu piel&lt;br /&gt;En mi cuerpo otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Estrella fugaz, enciende mi sed&lt;br /&gt;Misteriosa mujer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con tu amor sensual, cuánto me das&lt;br /&gt;Haz que mi sueño sea una verdad&lt;br /&gt;Dame tu alma hoy, haz el ritual&lt;br /&gt;Llevame al mundo donde pueda soñar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Uhh...! debo saber si en verdad&lt;br /&gt;En algún lado estás&lt;br /&gt;Voy a buscar una señal, una canción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Uhh...! debo saber si en verdad&lt;br /&gt;En algún lado estás&lt;br /&gt;Solo el amor que tú me das, me ayudará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al amanecer tu imagen se va&lt;br /&gt;Misteriosa mujer&lt;br /&gt;Dejaste en mí lujuria total&lt;br /&gt;Hermosa y sensual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corazón sin Dios, dame un lugar&lt;br /&gt;En ese mundo tibio, casi irreal&lt;br /&gt;Deberé buscar una señal&lt;br /&gt;En aquél camino por el que vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Uhh...! debo saber si en verdad&lt;br /&gt;En algún lado estás&lt;br /&gt;Voy a buscar una señal, una canción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Uhh...! debo saber si en verdad&lt;br /&gt;En algún lado estás&lt;br /&gt;Solo el amor que tu me das, me ayudará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu presencia marcó en mi vida el amor... lo sé&lt;br /&gt;Es difícil pensar en vivir ya sin vos&lt;br /&gt;Corazón sin Dios, dame un lugar&lt;br /&gt;En ese mundo tibio, casi irreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Uhh...! debo saber si en verdad&lt;br /&gt;En algún lado estás&lt;br /&gt;Voy a buscar una señal, una canción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Uhh...! debo saber si en verdad&lt;br /&gt;En algún lado estás&lt;br /&gt;Solo el amor que tu me das, me ayudará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-7921514851329344024?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/7921514851329344024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=7921514851329344024' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/7921514851329344024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/7921514851329344024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2009/06/mujer-amante.html' title='Mujer Amante'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Si0w9zGxp9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/lGbdAV8YVf0/s72-c/n540969929_1289331_7247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-6550950819540931572</id><published>2009-02-28T01:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:07:39.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Words - Xtreme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SajT2jLJiuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DIYwUgpua-c/s1600-h/febrero+2009+141%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SajT2jLJiuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DIYwUgpua-c/s320/febrero+2009+141%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307725094964529890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Is not the words I want to hear from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;It's not that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Not to say, but, if you only knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;How easy, it would be to show me how you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;More than words, is all you have to do to make it real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say, that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;What would you do, if my heart was torn in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;What would you say, if I took those words away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;More than words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Now that I've tried to, talk to you and make you understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;All you have to do is close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;And just reach out your hands, and touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Hold me close don't ever let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;More than words, is all I ever needed you to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say, that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;More than words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-6550950819540931572?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/6550950819540931572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=6550950819540931572' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/6550950819540931572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/6550950819540931572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-than-words-xtreme.html' title='More Than Words - Xtreme'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SajT2jLJiuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DIYwUgpua-c/s72-c/febrero+2009+141%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-2465633839465912182</id><published>2009-02-20T02:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:11:53.390-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de mi charly garcia'/><title type='text'>DE MI - CHARLY GARCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SZ5JchdUAAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9NFo8H1QsGg/s1600-h/febrero+2009+191%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SZ5JchdUAAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9NFo8H1QsGg/s320/febrero+2009+191%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304758165455503362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Cuando estés mal, cuando estés solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Cuando ya estés cansado de llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; No te olvides de mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; porque sé que te puede estimular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Cuando me mires a los ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; y mi mirada esté en otro lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; no te acerques a mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; porque sé que te puedo lastimar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; No pienses que estoy loco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Es sólo una manera de actuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; No pienses que estoy solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; estoy comunicado con todo lo demas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Por eso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; cuando estés mal, cuando estés sola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; cuando ya estés cansada de llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; no te olvides de mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; porque sé que te puedo estimular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-2465633839465912182?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/2465633839465912182/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=2465633839465912182' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/2465633839465912182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/2465633839465912182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-mi-charly-garcia.html' title='DE MI - CHARLY GARCIA'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SZ5JchdUAAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9NFo8H1QsGg/s72-c/febrero+2009+191%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-3060960418139896044</id><published>2009-02-19T13:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:27:17.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aún Te Amo (Coda)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SZ2QTAPcuKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MK--iJIg4b0/s1600-h/febrero+2009+188%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SZ2QTAPcuKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MK--iJIg4b0/s320/febrero+2009+188%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304554592269023394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;O&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;tra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;camino sin dirección&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;acompañado por la inmensidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;de una noche fria y gris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Y la luna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;que llena el crepúsculo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;me baña en matices de nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;al reflejar tu rostro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;me siento tan triste amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;tan infeliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;tan lleno de ansiedad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;no sé qué nos separo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;y como negarle a mi corazón...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;...que aún te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;que aún te extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;los días sin ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;son como morir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;aún...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;...te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Donde estás?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;no quiero perderte...no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;no se si piensas en mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;como yo en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;oh me haces tanta falta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;que vale el orgullo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;si me siento así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;si eres gran parte de mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;dónde supones que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;debo ocultar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;el dolor que llevo de ti?....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Si aun te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;si aun te extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;los días sin ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;son como morir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;aun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;...te extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;(solo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;No se que nos separo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;y que puede hacer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;este abismo entre los dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;no quiero esta soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;te quiero a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;te quiero solo a ti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Aun te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;aun te extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;los dias sin ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;son como morir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Aun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;...te amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-3060960418139896044?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/3060960418139896044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=3060960418139896044' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/3060960418139896044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/3060960418139896044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2009/02/aun-te-amo-coda.html' title='Aún Te Amo (Coda)'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SZ2QTAPcuKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MK--iJIg4b0/s72-c/febrero+2009+188%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-8220318039342588231</id><published>2009-02-17T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:19:56.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girls Don't Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SZrHcYEARhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vBXsVu69S6w/s1600-h/Lippi+out+door+023%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SZrHcYEARhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vBXsVu69S6w/s320/Lippi+out+door+023%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303770801491691026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of your skin lingers on me now&lt;br /&gt;You're probably on your flight back to your home town&lt;br /&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection, baby&lt;br /&gt;To be with myself and center&lt;br /&gt;Clarity, peace, serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;br /&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;br /&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path that I'm walkin', I must go alone&lt;br /&gt;I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown&lt;br /&gt;Fairy tales don't always have a happy ending, do they?&lt;br /&gt;And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That this has nothing to with you&lt;br /&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;br /&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the little school mate in the school yard&lt;br /&gt;We'll play jacks and Uno cards&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your best friend and you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you can hold my hand if you want to&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want to hold yours too&lt;br /&gt;We'll be playmates and lovers&lt;br /&gt;And share our secret worlds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's time for me to go home&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late, dark outside&lt;br /&gt;I need to be with myself, and center&lt;br /&gt;Clarity, peace, serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;br /&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;br /&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-8220318039342588231?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/8220318039342588231/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=8220318039342588231' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/8220318039342588231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SWThojYF7eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nnfAYk0KUL8/s1600-h/New+Sesion+Air,+Diciembre+2008+010%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SWThojYF7eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nnfAYk0KUL8/s320/New+Sesion+Air,+Diciembre+2008+010%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288599949247114722" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi soy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-9113665750878538007?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/9113665750878538007/comments/default' title='Enviar 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bob+marley/" title="Bob Marley lyrics"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bob+marley/no+woman+no+cry_20021714.html" title="No Woman No Cry lyrics"&gt;No Woman No Cry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said - said - said: I remember when we used to sit&lt;br /&gt;In the government yard in trenchtown,&lt;br /&gt;Oba - obaserving the ypocrites&lt;br /&gt;As they would mingle with the good people we meet.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends we have, oh, good friends weve lost&lt;br /&gt;Along the way.&lt;br /&gt;In this great future, you cant forget your past;&lt;br /&gt;So dry your tears, I seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ere, little darlin, dont shed no tears:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said - said - said: I remember when-a we used to sit&lt;br /&gt;In the government yard in trenchtown.&lt;br /&gt;And then georgie would make the fire lights,&lt;br /&gt;As it was logwood burnin through the nights.&lt;br /&gt;Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,&lt;br /&gt;Of which Ill share with you;&lt;br /&gt;My feet is my only carriage,&lt;br /&gt;So Ive got to push on through.&lt;br /&gt;But while Im gone, I mean:&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;I said, everythings gonna be all right-a!&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be all right, now!&lt;br /&gt;Everythings gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, woman, no cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No - no, woman - woman, no cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woman, little sister, dont shed no tears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we used to sit&lt;br /&gt;In the government yard in trenchtown.&lt;br /&gt;And then georgie would make the fire lights,&lt;br /&gt;As it was logwood burnin through the nights.&lt;br /&gt;Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,&lt;br /&gt;Of which Ill share with you;&lt;br /&gt;My feet is my only carriage,&lt;br /&gt;So Ive got to push on through.&lt;br /&gt;But while Im gone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woman, little darlin, say dont shed no tears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh! (little darlin, dont shed no tears!&lt;br /&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;br /&gt;Little sister, dont shed no tears!&lt;br /&gt;No, woman, no cry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-6742098377222199453?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/6742098377222199453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=6742098377222199453' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/6742098377222199453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/6742098377222199453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2009/01/bob-marley-no-woman-no-cry-no-woman-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SWAdH5b997I/AAAAAAAAADw/rIOFYFnSEr4/s72-c/New+Sesion+Air,+Diciembre+2008+062+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-2177000906219340220</id><published>2008-10-27T15:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:50:30.466-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mas alla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espera'/><title type='text'>Más Allá...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SQYaleSEAUI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZMVsxg4DCyQ/s1600-h/Untitled-1xc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SQYaleSEAUI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZMVsxg4DCyQ/s320/Untitled-1xc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261922445715308866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Tengo ganas de gritar&lt;br /&gt;y mi boca esta cerrada&lt;br /&gt;no tenía nada que ocultar&lt;br /&gt;y nadie me ocultaba nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay algo más o algo menos&lt;br /&gt;me da igual lo mal o bueno&lt;br /&gt;dejar morir, dejar vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy hundiéndome en la oscuridad del mar&lt;br /&gt;aqui no hay aire pero al fin podré llegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más Allá&lt;br /&gt;espero un sol que me llevará&lt;br /&gt;sin temer volar&lt;br /&gt;donde un sueño es realidad&lt;br /&gt;Más Allá&lt;br /&gt;podré decirle a mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;sin tener razón&lt;br /&gt;Más allá no miente la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo ganas de brillar&lt;br /&gt;y mi luz esta apagada&lt;br /&gt;no tenáa a nadie a quien culpar&lt;br /&gt;y nadie culpabilizaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay algo más o algo menos&lt;br /&gt;me da igual lo mal o bueno&lt;br /&gt;dejar morir, dejar vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy hundiéndome en la oscuridad del mar&lt;br /&gt;aquí no hay aire pero al fin podré llegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más Allá&lt;br /&gt;espero un sol que me llevará&lt;br /&gt;sin temer volar&lt;br /&gt;donde un sueño es realidad&lt;br /&gt;Más Allá&lt;br /&gt;podré mentirle a mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;sin tener razón&lt;br /&gt;Más allá no miente la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermanos del viento comparten la razón&lt;br /&gt;en cada momento que el tiempo diseño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viento desde el más allá&lt;br /&gt;despierta el sol que me llevará&lt;br /&gt;sin temer volar&lt;br /&gt;donde un sueño es realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más Allá&lt;br /&gt;podré decirle a mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;sin tener razón&lt;br /&gt;Más allá no miente la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-2177000906219340220?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/2177000906219340220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=2177000906219340220' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/2177000906219340220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/2177000906219340220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2008/10/ms-all.html' title='Más Allá...'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SQYaleSEAUI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZMVsxg4DCyQ/s72-c/Untitled-1xc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-5172539179144576652</id><published>2008-04-16T09:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:41:07.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Algo está cambiando</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SAYB2j7CLaI/AAAAAAAAABw/H24Ig4q7ATs/s1600-h/in+my+windows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189837657458486690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SAYB2j7CLaI/AAAAAAAAABw/H24Ig4q7ATs/s320/in+my+windows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SAYBGz7CLZI/AAAAAAAAABo/_ptAoFJifgs/s1600-h/in+my+windows.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Julieta Venegas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hablas, preguntas si nos podemos ver después&lt;br /&gt;razones me sobran pero aunque quiera no lo sé&lt;br /&gt;siempre hay algo más, que a simple vista no se ve&lt;br /&gt;será que hay algo más, que a simple vista no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te asusta la idea de lo que puede suceder,&lt;br /&gt;decirte quisiera algo que te haga sentir bien,&lt;br /&gt;pero es que hay algo más que a simple vista no se ve&lt;br /&gt;será que hay algo más, que a simple vista no se ve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero siento que hay en mí algo que está cambiandono se ve...&lt;br /&gt;pero siento que hay en mí algo que está cambiando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pienses que olvido lo que me ha dado tu querer&lt;br /&gt;lo llevo conmigo, así me puedo sentir bien&lt;br /&gt;pero es que hay algo más, que a simple vista no se ve&lt;br /&gt;será que hay algo más, que a simple vista no se ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero siento que hay en mí algo que está cambiando&lt;br /&gt;no se ve...pero siento que hay en mí algo que está cambiando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que más quisiera yo, que ser feliz y darte amor, amor&lt;br /&gt;que más quisiera yo, vivir feliz y darte amor, amor&lt;br /&gt;Siempre hay algo mas, que a simple vista no se ve&lt;br /&gt;Pero siento que hay en mí algo que está cambiando&lt;br /&gt;no se ve...pero siento que hay en mí algo que está cambiando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-5172539179144576652?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/5172539179144576652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=5172539179144576652' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/5172539179144576652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/5172539179144576652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2008/04/algo-est-cambiando.html' title='Algo está cambiando'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SAYB2j7CLaI/AAAAAAAAABw/H24Ig4q7ATs/s72-c/in+my+windows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3932341409410694149.post-9014691832619335947</id><published>2008-04-13T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:08:49.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RE LOKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SAGIBz7CLUI/AAAAAAAAAAo/M876b0ZR9NI/s1600-h/falling+en+le+huevo+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188577810406583618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SAGIBz7CLUI/AAAAAAAAAAo/M876b0ZR9NI/s400/falling+en+le+huevo+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Es una de las nuevas fotos que me encantan, es como tan no se ! ojajoajoaoj xD este blogg ya es mucho ocio... que me falta tener!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Saludos a mi moro de mi amor... que gracias a él me lo hice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;visitenme en:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/nikky_shilenita"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/nikky_shilenita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/nicolelayana"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/nicolelayana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Saludos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3932341409410694149-9014691832619335947?l=nicole-layana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/feeds/9014691832619335947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3932341409410694149&amp;postID=9014691832619335947' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/9014691832619335947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3932341409410694149/posts/default/9014691832619335947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole-layana.blogspot.com/2008/04/re-loka.html' title='RE LOKA'/><author><name>Nicole Layana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07836010207677333993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/Syl1tLm4meI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3XhZL5ljjX0/S220/PLaya+23-10-2009+(11).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fa6scrEYPbY/SAGIBz7CLUI/AAAAAAAAAAo/M876b0ZR9NI/s72-c/falling+en+le+huevo+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
