Archivo para abril, 2008

My sweet lord, GEORGE HARRISON

Posted in Música on 20 abril, 2008 by franka amalia silvana

My sweet lord

George Harrison

My sweet lord

Hm, my lord

Hm, my lord

I really want to see you

Really want to be with you

Really want to see you lord

But it takes so long, my lord

My sweet lord

Hm, my lord

Hm, my lord

I really want to know you

Really want to go with you

Really want to show you lord

That it wont take long, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)

I really want to see you

Really want to see you

Really want to see you, lord

Really want to see you, lord

But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hallelujah)

My, my, my lord (hallelujah)

I really want to know you (hallelujah)

Really want to go with you (hallelujah)

Really want to show you lord (aaah)

That it wont take long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hmm (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)

My, my, lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hare krishna)

My, my, my lord (hare krishna)

Oh hm, my sweet lord (krishna, krishna)

Oh-uuh-uh (hare hare)

Now, I really want to see you (hare rama)

Really want to be with you (hare rama)

Really want to see you lord (aaah)

But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hallelujah)

My, my, my lord (hare krishna)

My sweet lord (hare krishna)

My sweet lord (krishna krishna)

My lord (hare hare)

Hm, hm (gurur brahma)

Hm, hm (gurur vishnu)

Hm, hm (gurur devo)

Hm, hm (maheshwara)

My sweet lord (gurur sakshaat)

My sweet lord (parabrahma)

My, my, my lord (tasmayi shree)

My, my, my, my lord (guruve namah)

My sweet lord (hare rama)

[fade:]

(hare krishna)

My sweet lord (hare krishna)

My sweet lord (krishna krishna)

My lord (hare hare)

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna

Krishna Krishna Hare Hare

Hare Rama Hare Rama

Rama Rama Hare Hare

Solamente

Posted in Libros on 20 abril, 2008 by franka amalia silvana

SOLAMENTE LAS GRANDES ALMAS PUEDEN Y SABEN AMAR

Would you remarry? jijiji

Posted in Entretenimiento on 19 abril, 2008 by franka amalia silvana

Would you remarry? 

> A husband and wife are sitting quietly in bed reading when the
> Wife looks over at him and asks the question….
>
> WIFE:
‘What would you do if I died? Would you get married
> Again?’
>
> HUSBAND:
‘Definitely not!’
>
> WIFE:!
‘Why not? Don’t you like being married?’
>
> HUSBAND:
‘Of course I do..’
>
> WIFE:
‘Then why wouldn’t you remarry?’
>
> HUSBAND:
‘Okay, okay, I’d get married again.’
>
> WIFE:
‘You would?’ (with a hurt look)
>
> HUSBAND:
(makes audible groan)
>
> WIFE:
‘Would you live in our house?’
>
> HUSBAND:
‘Sure, it’s a great house.’
>
> WIFE:
‘Would you sleep with her in our bed?’
>
> HUSBAND:
‘Where else would we sleep?’
>
> WIFE:
‘Would you let her drive my car?’
>
> HUSB AND: ‘Probably, it is almost new.’
>
> WIFE:
‘Would you replace my pictures with hers?’
>
> HUSBAND:
‘That would seem like the proper thing to do.’
>
> WIFE:
‘Would you give her my jewelry?’
>
> HUSBAND:
‘No, I’m sure she’d want her own.’
>
> WIFE:
‘Would you take her golfing with you?
>
> HUSBAND:
‘Yes, those are always good times.’
>
> WIFE:
‘Would she use my clubs?
>
> HUSBAND:
‘No, she’s left-handed.’
>
> WIFE:
— silence —
>
> HUSBAND:
‘shit.’ 

NO DEJES IR LA VIDA EN COSAS INÚTILES

Posted in Libros on 16 abril, 2008 by franka amalia silvana

NO DEJES IR LA VIDA EN COSAS INÚTILES.

 
Reserva tiempo para REIR,
es la música del alma.
Reserva tiempo para LEER,
es la base de la sabiduría.
Reserva tiempo para PENSAR,
es la fuente del poder.
Reserva tiempo para TRABAJAR,
es el precio del éxito.
Reserva tiempo para DIVERTIRTE,
es el secreto de la juventud eterna.
Reserva tiempo para SER AMIGO,
es el camino de la felicidad.
Reserva tiempo para SOÑAR,
es el medio de encontrar tus objetivos.
Reserva tiempo para AMAR Y SER AMADO,
es el privilegio de los hijos de Dios.
Reserva tiempo para SER ÚTIL A LOS OTROS,
esta vida es demasiado corta para que seamos egoistas.
Nosotros no perdemos tiempo en la vida;
lo que se pierde es la vida, al perder el tiempo .
(Proverbio arabe)

When a girl is…

Posted in Books on 15 abril, 2008 by franka amalia silvana

When a GIRL is quiet … millions of things are running in her mind.

When a GIRL is not arguing … she is thinking deeply.

When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions … she is wondering how long you will be around.

When a GIRL answers ” I’m fine ” after a few seconds … she is not at all fine.

When a GIRL stares at you … she is wondering why you are lying.

When a GIRL lays on your chest … she is wishing for you to be hers forever.

When a GIRL wants to see you everyday… she wants to be pampered.

When a GIRL says ” I love you ” … she means it.

When a GIRL says ” I miss you ” … no one in this world can miss you more than that.

Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person …. Find a guy … who calls you beautiful instead of hot.

Who calls you back when you hang up on him. who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who … kisses your forehead.

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

Who holds your hand in front of his friends.

Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

Who turns to his friends and says, That’s her!! ”

No sabes inglés ?, usa el traductor de google

Posted in Entretenimiento on 13 abril, 2008 by franka amalia silvana

The sharing of marriage…

The old man placed order for one hamburger, French fries and a drink.

He unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half, placing one half in front of his wife.

He then carefully counted out the French fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife.

He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and then set the cup down between them . As he began to eat his few bites of hamburger, the people around them were looking over and whispering.

Obviously they were thinking, ‘That poor old couple – all they can afford is one meal for the two of them.’

As the man began to eat his fries a young man came to the table and politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple. The old man said, they were just fine – they were used to sharing everything.

People closer to the table noticed the little old lady hadn’t eaten a bite. She sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink.

Again, the young man came over and begged them to let him buy another meal for them. This time the old woman said ‘No, thank you, we are used to sharing everything.’

Finally, as the old man finished and was wiping his face neatly with the napkin, the young man again came over to the little old lady who had yet to eat a single bite of food and asked ‘What is it you are waiting for?’

She answered

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‘THE TEETH.’

Por amarte asi, CRISTIAN CASTRO

Posted in Música on 12 abril, 2008 by franka amalia silvana

Por Amarte Así

Cristian Castro

lyrics

Siempre serás la niña que me llene el alma,

Como un mar inquieto, como un mar en calma,

Siempre tan lejana como el horizonte.

Gritando en el silencio tú nombre en mis labios.

Solo queda el eco de mi desengaño,

Sigo aquí en mi sueño de seguirte amando.

Será, será como tú quieras pero así será,

Si aún tengo que esperarte siete vidas más,

Me quedaré colgado de este sentimiento.

Por amarte así,

Es esa mi fortuna es ese mi castigo,

Será que tanto amor acaso esta prohibido,

Y sigo aquí muriendo por estar contigo.

Por amarte así

A un paso de tu boca y sin poder besarla,

Tan cerca de tu piel y sin poder tocarla,

Ardiendo de deseos con cada mirada.

Por amarte así,

Por amarte así,

Por Amarte

Así voy caminando en esta cuerda floja,

Por ir tras de tu huella convertida en sombra,

De eso del amor que me negaste un día.

Contando los segundos que pasan por verte,

Haciéndote culpable de mi propia suerte,

Soñando hasta despierto con hacerte mía.

Será, será como tú quieras pero así será,

Si aún tengo que esperarte siete vidas más,

Me quedaré colgado de este sentimiento.

Por amarte así

Es esa mi fortuna es ese mi castigo,

Será que tanto amor acaso está prohibido,

Y sigo aquí muriendo por estar contigo.

Por amarte así

A un paso de tu boca y sin poder besarla,

Tan cerca de tu piel y sin poder tocarla,

Ardiendo de deseos con cada mirada

Por amarte así,

Por amarte así,

Por Amarte