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De que me sirve quererte y morirme por tu amor 
si yo no estoy en tus sueños mucho menos en tu corazón. 

Eres tan indiferente y no  te importa lo que siento 
yo, si nunca puedo tenerte olvidarte creo que es mejor... 

Que un momento de felicidad por muchos días de soledad 
de que me sirve un momento si yo te quiero 
para un tiempo eterno y cuando mas necesito de ti 
algo te tiene que alejar de mi, de que me sirve quererte 
si tu me dejas solo como siempre. 

Quisiera ser más valiente y arrancarte de mi corazón 
acostumbrarme a no verte encerrarme en mi mundo interior... 

De que me sirve quererte y morirme por tu amor 
si para ti hay tantas cosas mucho mas importantes que yo. 

Que un momento de felicidad por muchos días de soledad 
de que me sirve un momento si yo te quiero para un tiempo eterno 
y cuando mas necesito de ti algo te tiene que alejar de mi 
de que me sirve quererte si tu me dejas solo como siempre.

Que un momento de felicidad por muchos días de soledad 
de que me sirve un momento si yo te quiero para un tiempo eterno 
y cuando mas necesito de ti algo te tiene que alejar de mi 
de que me sirve quererte si tu me dejas solo como siempre.

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       Es un decir, no es literal pero quisiera hacerlo realidad. 
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       Mentía cuando te decía "quédate tranquila corazón", 
      nos separaremos en términos buenos vuelvo con mi vida, soy buen perdedor. 
      Y ahora te sigo a toda hora, tengo que saber con quién estas. 
      No es nada positivo, y se vuelve adictivo 
      Yo pensé que a mi no me podría pasar. (no, no me podría pasar) 
      Quiero tenerte conmigo otra vez y si te tengo sé que te dejaré. 
      Hay algo en ti que nunca aguantaré es eso mismo que me hace volver. 
      Quisiera verte y parar de pensar con quién estuviste la noche anterior.
       Ya tengo que poder disimular verte con otro y no tratarte peor. 
      Como lo ves, nada cambió desde ese día que nos separo.
       te seguiré, me humillaré, por el momento esperaré. 
      Mentía cuando te decía "quédate tranquila corazón", 
      nos separaremos en términos buenos vuelvo con mi vida, soy buen perdedor.
       Y ahora te sigo a toda hora, tengo que saber con quién estas. 
      No es nada positivo, y se vuelve adictivo 
      Yo pensé que a mi no me podría pasar (x2) 
      No es nada positivo, y se vuelve adictivo 
      Yo pensé que a mi no me podría pasar.
    • Guest Nicole
      By Guest Nicole
      Perdona si hago de cuenta que no te he perdido 
      me duele aceptar que ya no estas conmigo
       y no puedo dejar de pensar solo en ti 
      no se si algún día sabrás que te llevo conmigo
       la vida no tiene razón ni sentido
      y me puedo morir si no estas junto a mi 
      Tengo tanta sed de ti que me cuesta respirar
       o será que mi delirio te amo mas y mas
       Están lloviendo estrellas es nuestra habitación
       mojan de llanto mi corazón
       Están lloviendo estrellas alrededor de mi 
      y me preguntan que fue de ti, que fue, de ti 
      Quisiera llevarte muy dentro y llegado el momento
       entrar en el fondo de tus sentimientos
       y ver si te pasa lo mismo que a mi 
      si acaso al estar junto a el le dijeras mi nombre
       y estando en sus brazos mis besos escondes
       recuerdas las noches de amor que te di
       Tengo tanta sed de ti
      que me cuesta respirar o será que mi delirio te amo mas y mas
       Están lloviendo estrellas es nuestra habitación mojan de llanto mi corazón 
      Están lloviendo estrellas alrededor de mi
       y me preguntan que fue de ti, que fue, de ti 
      Están lloviendo estrellas es nuestra habitación 
      mojan de llanto mi corazón 
      Están lloviendo estrellas alrededor de mi y me preguntan que fue de ti, que fue, de ti
    • Guest Nicole
      By Guest Nicole
      Wouldn't it be nice if we were older?
      Then we wouldn't have to wait so long
      And wouldn't it be nice to live together
      In the kind of world where we belong
      You know it's gonna make it that much better
      When we can say goodnight and stay together
      Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up
      In the morning when the day is new?
      And after having spent the day together
      Hold each other close the whole night through
      Happy times together we've been spending
      I wish that every kiss was never ending
      Wouldn't it be nice?
      Maybe if we think, and wish, and hope, and pray, it might come true
      Baby, then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do
      We could be married
      And then we'd be happy
      (Sleep tight oh baby goodnight
       Ooh baby sleep tight oh baby)
      Wouldn't it be nice?
      You know it seems the more we talk about it
      It only makes it worse to live without it
      But let's talk about itWouldn't it be nice?
      Songwriters: WILSON, BRIAN DOUGLAS / LOVE, MIKE E. / ASHER, TONY
      Wouldn't It Be Nice lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
    • Guest Nicole
      By Guest Nicole
      Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
      But it's the only thing that I know
      When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
      It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
      We keep this love in a photograph
      We made these memories for ourselves
      Where our eyes are never closing
      Hearts are never broken
      And time's forever frozen still
      So you can keep me
      Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
      Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
      You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
      Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul
      And it's the only thing that I know, know
      I swear it will get easier,
      Remember that with every piece of you
      Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
      Hm, we keep this love in this photograph
      We made these memories for ourselves
      Where our eyes are never closing
      Hearts were never broken
      And time's forever frozen still
      So you can keep me
      Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
      Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
      You won't ever be alone
      And if you hurt me
      That's okay baby, only words bleed
      Inside these pages you just hold me
      And I won't ever let you go
      Wait for me to come home
      Wait for me to come home
      Wait for me to come home
      Wait for me to come home
      You can fit me
      Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
      Next to your heartbeat where I should be
      Keep it deep within your soul
      And if you hurt me
      Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
      Inside these pages you just hold me
      And I won't ever let you go
      When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
      Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
      Hearing you whisper through the phone,
      "Wait for me to come home."1


      Read more: Ed Sheeran - Photograph Lyrics | MetroLyrics 
    • Guest Nicole
      By Guest Nicole
      Aléjate de mí y hazlo pronto antes de que te mienta. 
      Tu cielo se hace gris , yo ya camino bajo la tormenta. 
      Aléjate de mí, escapa ve que ya no debo verte. 
      Entiende que aunque pida que te vayas, no quiero perderte. 

      La luz ya, no alcanza..... 
      No quieras caminar sobre el dolor descalza....... 
      Un Ángel te cuida....... 
      Y puso en mi boca la verdad para mostrarme la salida.... 

      Y aléjate de mi amor.... 
      Yo sé que aún estás a tiempo.... 
      No soy quien en verdad parezco.... 
      y perdón no soy quien crees 
      Yo no caí del cielo 

      Si aún no me lo crees amor............ 
      y quieres tú correr el riesgo 
      verás que soy realmente bueno 
      en engañar y hacer sufrir 
      a quien más quiero..(X2) 
      Aléjate de mí pues tu bien sabes que no te merezco 
      quisiera arrepentirme, ser el mismo y no decirte esto 
      Aléjate de mi, escapa, vete ya no debo verte 
      Entiende que aunque pida que te vayas no quiero perderte. 

      La luz ya, no alcanza..... 
      No quieras caminar sobre el dolor descalza....... 
      Un Ángel te cuida....... 
      Y puso en mi boca la verdad para mostrarme la salida.... 

      Y aléjate de mí, amor.... 
      Yo sé que aun estas a tiempo.... 
      No soy quien en verdad parezco.... 
      y perdón no soy quien crees 
      Yo no caí del cielo 
      Si aún no me lo crees amor............ 
      y quieres tú correr el riesgo 
      verás que soy realmente bueno 
      en engañar y hacer sufrir 
      y hacer llorar 
      a quien más quiero..
      Y aléjate de mí, amor.... 
      Yo sé que aun estas a tiempo.... 
      No soy quien en verdad parezco.... 
      y perdón no soy quien crees 
      Yo no caí del cielo 
      Si aún no me lo crees amor............ 
      y quieres tú correr el riesgo 
      verás que soy realmente bueno 
      en engañar y hacer sufrir 
      a quien más quiero..
    • Guest Nicole
      By Guest Nicole
      You, with your words like knives
      And swords and weapons that you use against me
      You have knocked me off my feet again
      Got me feeling like a nothing
      You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard
      Calling me out when I'm wounded
      You, picking on the weaker man

      Well you can take me down with just one single blow
      But you don't know, what you don't know...

      Someday I'll be living in a big ole city
      And all you're ever gonna be is mean
      Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
      And all you're ever gonna be is mean
      Why you gotta be so mean?

      You, with your switching sides
      And your wildfire lies and your humiliation
      You have pointed out my flaws again
      As if I don't already see them
      I walk with my head down
      Trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you
      I just wanna feel okay again

      I bet you got pushed around
      Somebody made you cold
      But the cycle ends right now
      'Cause you can't lead me down that road
      And you don't know, what you don't know...

      Someday I'll be living in a big ole city
      And all you're ever gonna be is mean
      Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
      And all you're ever gonna be is mean
      Why you gotta be so mean?

      And I can see you years from now in a bar
      Talking over a football game
      With that same big loud opinion
      But nobody's listening
      Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things
      Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing
      But all you are is mean

      All you are is mean
      And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life
      And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean

      But someday I'll be living in a big ole city
      And all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeah
      Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
      And all you're ever gonna be is mean
      Why you gotta be so?...

      Someday I'll be living in a big ole city (Why you gotta be so?...)
      And all you're ever gonna be is mean (Why you gotta be so?...)
      Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me (Why you gotta be so?...)
      And all you're ever gonna be is mean
      Why you gotta be so mean?
       




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      *** it-2 p. 7 Jehovah ***
      The Codex Leningrad B 19A, of the 11th century C.E., vowel points the Tetragrammaton to read Yehwahʹ, Yehwihʹ, and Yeho·wahʹ. Ginsburg’s edition of the Masoretic text vowel points the divine name to read Yeho·wahʹ. (Ge 3:14, ftn) Hebrew scholars generally favor “Yahweh” as the most likely pronunciation. They point out that the abbreviated form of the name is Yah (Jah in the Latinized form), as at Psalm 89:8 and in the expression Ha·lelu-Yahʹ (meaning “Praise Jah, you people!”). (Ps 104:35; 150:1, 6) Also, the forms Yehohʹ, Yoh, Yah, and Yaʹhu, found in the Hebrew spelling of the names Jehoshaphat, Joshaphat, Shephatiah, and others, can all be derived from Yahweh. Greek transliterations of the name by early Christian writers point in a somewhat similar direction with spellings such as I·a·beʹ and I·a·ou·eʹ, which, as pronounced in Greek, resemble Yahweh. Still, there is by no means unanimity among scholars on the subject, some favoring yet other pronunciations, such as “Yahuwa,” “Yahuah,” or “Yehuah.”
      Since certainty of pronunciation is not now attainable, there seems to be no reason for abandoning in English the well-known form “Jehovah” in favor of some other suggested pronunciation. If such a change were made, then, to be consistent, changes should be made in the spelling and pronunciation of a host of other names found in the Scriptures: Jeremiah would be changed to Yir·meyahʹ, Isaiah would become Yeshaʽ·yaʹhu, and Jesus would be either Yehoh·shuʹaʽ (as in Hebrew) or I·e·sousʹ (as in Greek). The purpose of words is to transmit thoughts; in English the name Jehovah identifies the true God, transmitting this thought more satisfactorily today than any of the suggested substitutes.
      *** it-2 p. 7 Jehovah ***
      The Codex Leningrad B 19A, of the 11th century C.E., vowel points the Tetragrammaton to read Yehwahʹ, Yehwihʹ, and Yeho·wahʹ. Ginsburg’s edition of the Masoretic text vowel points the divine name to read Yeho·wahʹ. (Ge 3:14, ftn) Hebrew scholars generally favor “Yahweh” as the most likely pronunciation. They point out that the abbreviated form of the name is Yah (Jah in the Latinized form), as at Psalm 89:8 and in the expression Ha·lelu-Yahʹ (meaning “Praise Jah, you people!”). (Ps 104:35; 150:1, 6) Also, the forms Yehohʹ, Yoh, Yah, and Yaʹhu, found in the Hebrew spelling of the names Jehoshaphat, Joshaphat, Shephatiah, and others, can all be derived from Yahweh. Greek transliterations of the name by early Christian writers point in a somewhat similar direction with spellings such as I·a·beʹ and I·a·ou·eʹ, which, as pronounced in Greek, resemble Yahweh. Still, there is by no means unanimity among scholars on the subject, some favoring yet other pronunciations, such as “Yahuwa,” “Yahuah,” or “Yehuah.”
      Since certainty of pronunciation is not now attainable, there seems to be no reason for abandoning in English the well-known form “Jehovah” in favor of some other suggested pronunciation. If such a change were made, then, to be consistent, changes should be made in the spelling and pronunciation of a host of other names found in the Scriptures: Jeremiah would be changed to Yir·meyahʹ, Isaiah would become Yeshaʽ·yaʹhu, and Jesus would be either Yehoh·shuʹaʽ (as in Hebrew) or I·e·sousʹ (as in Greek). The purpose of words is to transmit thoughts; in English the name Jehovah identifies the true God, transmitting this thought more satisfactorily today than any of the suggested substitutes.
       
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