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Pena Penita
Yo vi llorar, yo vi llorar un gitano,
Un gitano yo vi llorar de tristeza
Por ti no me la hace hombre
Que se ame, por ti llorar de tristeza
Va tirando por la calle
Como un pobre vagabundo
Que pena me da ese hombre
Que se ame, por ti llorar de tristeza
Pena penita, pena penita, pena penita
Que yo lo siento yo
Pena penita, pena penita,
Pena penita que yo lo siento yo
Yo vi llorar, yo vi llorar un gitano,
Un gitano yo vi llorar de tristeza
Por ti no me la hace hombre
Que se ame, por ti llorar de tristeza
Pena penita, pena penita, pena penita
Que yo lo siento yo
Pena penita que lo siento yo
Pena penita que lo siento yo
Pena penita que lo siento yo
Pena penita que lo siento yo
Pena penita, pena penita, pena penita
Que yo lo siento yo
Pena penita que lo siento yo
Pena penita que lo siento yo
Pena penita que lo siento yo
Pena penita que lo siento yo
Pena penita, pena penita, pena penita
Que yo lo siento yo
I've Got No Strings
La bailarin siente igual
Yo siento amor para vivir
Yo estoy felis aqui a tu lado
No se tan mal vivir
Perdonare vivir sin ti
Dejamos ya
Es todo igua
Queremos aqui
No pensara
Queremos el vivir
Se de que te estoy cantando
De la vida llorara
Caminandose para ya vivir
Ser feliz, ser feliz, y a junto a ti
Para vivir yo sere feliz
Tambien, tambien seras de mi
No tenga no perdonare
Ya otra vez igual
Te buscare, el premio amor
No diga na si la verdad
No diga na sera mi amor
No diga na de mi
Se que ya vive cantando
Y tan rica la alegria
Nunca de querer
La ablamos ya
Pensara, pensara y otra mas
I've got no strings, so i am free
I'm not make up to anyone
Who i love
My liberty,
There are no strings on me
Yo se mi amor
Te buscare para bailar
Muy, muy, muy bien
Que a ti sera
La cantare
Siente igual
bailara!
A Tu Vera
A tu vera
A tu vera siempre la verita tuya
A tu vera siempre la verita tuya
Ai que no muera la pena
A tu vera
A tu vera siempre la verita tuya
A tu vera siempre la verita tuya
Ai me enamore ai me enamore
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li a
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li a...
Ai que ya acaba de ser te
Ai que yo me voy comprendo
Ai que acaba de ser te
Ai me enamore ai me enamore
Ai que yo me voy que parecerte
Que yo me voy echando tanta mia
Ai me enamore ai me enamore
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li a
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li a...
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li a
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li
A li ai li ai liai li ai li a...
A Tu Vera...
February. Well now. That month went by pretty Faust...if you know what I mean. I've had enough of winter. Time to...Spring into action. Stay tuned Sunday for more ISML Predictions.
Djobi, Djoba...
Interesting dream. I was with my business partners, and they were talking about the fact that my belly was shrinking, and that the fat had gone instead to my chin. I was in a hotel in Vegas, when I found out this was the hotel were the Gipsy Kings would be the main event for a celebration of flamenco music. I passed my murals and photos of the performers, and even passed by a tribute to the band. I saw the band pass by, all of the Reyes and Baliardo brethrer, and was able to travel with them to the third floor, but in the nick of time, because I slipped on the surface, and I had to jam my arm to open the door.
When we got to the third floor, the band passed by some security. I thought they were preparing for the concert later tonight (they had 5 to 6 hours before the show began), but one of my colleague explained that they would be having lunch in Wyoming first, then come back to do the show. He also pointed out that my dress was a bit less professional, since I was wearing khakis instead of black slacks. I told him my slacks are 3 hours away in my house in North Las Vegas. I had to get them back.
And then I woke up, finding out I slept for nearly 12 hours, at 2 p.m. in the afternoon and waking up at 1:00 a.m. in the morning. Ironically, I saw an article on Diego Maradona overeating and getting hospitalized.
Could you believe that?
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