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Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-5915082735306718000</id><published>2010-05-05T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T13:34:30.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listen to the questions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/6772549/preguntas%20b%C3%A1sico.mp3"&gt;http://dl.dropbox.com/u/6772549/preguntas%20b%C3%A1sico.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-5915082735306718000?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-5978797278229064979</id><published>2009-06-14T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:12:20.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENGLISH SONGS AND LANGUAGE PRACTICE</title><content type='html'>Some webs containing songs with listening practice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saberingles.com.ar/songs/index.html"&gt;http://www.saberingles.com.ar/songs/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-5978797278229064979?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5978797278229064979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=5978797278229064979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/5978797278229064979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/5978797278229064979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2009/06/english-songs-and-language-practice.html' title='ENGLISH SONGS AND LANGUAGE PRACTICE'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-405079626704258699</id><published>2009-01-23T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:47:19.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The lady in red (Chris the Birgh)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font style=line-height:26px;font-size:12px&gt;The Lady In Red - &lt;a href=http://www.musica.com style=line-height:26px;font-size:12px;text-decoration:underline&gt;MUSICA.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;iframe src=http://www.musica.com/webmasters/embed.asp?video=1141 frameborder=0 scrolling=no width=425 height=506&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight &lt;br /&gt;I've never seen you shine so bright &lt;br /&gt;I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance &lt;br /&gt;They're looking for a little romance &lt;br /&gt;Given half a chance &lt;br /&gt;And I've never seen that dress you're wearing &lt;br /&gt;Or that highlights in your hair &lt;br /&gt;That catch your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I have been blind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady in red is dancing with me &lt;br /&gt;Cheek to cheek &lt;br /&gt;There's nobody here &lt;br /&gt;It's just you and me &lt;br /&gt;It's where I wanna be &lt;br /&gt;But I hardly know this beauty by my side &lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget the way you look tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight &lt;br /&gt;I've never seen you shine so bright you were amazing &lt;br /&gt;I've never seen so many people want to be there by your side &lt;br /&gt;And when you turned to me and smiled it took my breath away &lt;br /&gt;And I have never had such a feeling such a feeling &lt;br /&gt;Of complete and utter love, as I do tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS I never will forget the way you look tonight &lt;br /&gt;The lady in red &lt;br /&gt;My lady in red&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-405079626704258699?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/405079626704258699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=405079626704258699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/405079626704258699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/405079626704258699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/lady-in-red-chris-birgh.html' title='The lady in red (Chris the Birgh)'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-3479998188498137722</id><published>2009-01-23T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:37:38.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you (Chris the Burgh)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bb6iX4FwQUY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bb6iX4FwQUY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris de Burgh Missing you Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing you . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the roses, I've got the wine,&lt;br /&gt;With a little luck she will bee here on time,&lt;br /&gt;This is the place we used to go,&lt;br /&gt;With romantic music and the lights down low,&lt;br /&gt;And as you stand there amazed at the door,&lt;br /&gt;And you're wondering what all this is for,&lt;br /&gt;It's just a simple thing from me to you,&lt;br /&gt;The lady that I adore, 'cos there's something&lt;br /&gt;That you should know, it's that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing you, more than words can say,&lt;br /&gt;And that I've been thinking about it every day,&lt;br /&gt;And the time we had just dancing nice and slow,&lt;br /&gt;And I said now I've found you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm never letting go;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason to the things that we do,&lt;br /&gt;You can break a heart with just a word or two,&lt;br /&gt;And take a lifetime to apologise,&lt;br /&gt;When the one you love's in front of your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And I will fall to my knees like a fool,&lt;br /&gt;If it's the only way of getting through,&lt;br /&gt;You see if think you are beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Someone else is going to feel it too,&lt;br /&gt;So there's only one thing to do, tell you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing you, more than words can say,&lt;br /&gt;And that I've been thinking about it every day,&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight's our night for dancing nice an slow,&lt;br /&gt;Because now I've found you, I'm never letting go,&lt;br /&gt;No, now I've found you, I'm never letting go;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing you . . . I've been missing you . . .&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing you . . . I've been&lt;br /&gt;missing you, darling . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-3479998188498137722?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3479998188498137722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=3479998188498137722' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3479998188498137722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3479998188498137722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/missing-you-chris-burgh.html' title='Missing you (Chris the Burgh)'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-4069076773061013226</id><published>2009-01-23T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:33:25.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you now (Michael Bolton)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDHafsrbDcc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDHafsrbDcc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk to you but its not the same as touchin you&lt;br /&gt;And every time you whisper my name, I wanna run to you&lt;br /&gt;Well be together, it wont be long, it wont be long&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like forever, and its hard to be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Baby cause Im missing you now&lt;br /&gt;And its drivin me crazy&lt;br /&gt;How Im needin you baby&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you now&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait till Im alone with you&lt;br /&gt;To show you how Im missing you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishin you were here by my side is all that I can do&lt;br /&gt;Got my arms around my pillow at night, they should be&lt;br /&gt;Holdin you&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was stronger, how could I know, how could&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;I cant take this much longer, its so hard on my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I just cant wait, till I see your face&lt;br /&gt;Chase away this loneliness inside&lt;br /&gt;When youre close to my heart, right here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Then and only then, will I be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you now&lt;br /&gt;Well be together, it wont be long, it wont be long&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like forever, and its hard to be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-4069076773061013226?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4069076773061013226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=4069076773061013226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/4069076773061013226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/4069076773061013226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/missing-you-now-michael-bolton.html' title='Missing you now (Michael Bolton)'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-5049571106231005967</id><published>2009-01-23T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:30:23.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OgK_keIJq-4&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OgK_keIJq-4&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no time for us.&lt;br /&gt;There's no place for us.&lt;br /&gt;What is this thing that builds our dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Yet slips away from us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to live forever?&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to live forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no chance for us.&lt;br /&gt;It's all decided for us.&lt;br /&gt;This world has only one sweet moment&lt;br /&gt;Set aside for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to live forever?&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to live forever?&lt;br /&gt;Who dares to love forever,&lt;br /&gt;When love must die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, touch my tears with your lips.&lt;br /&gt;Touch my world with your fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;And we can have forever.&lt;br /&gt;And we can love forever.&lt;br /&gt;Forever is our today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to live forever?&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to live forever?&lt;br /&gt;Forever is our today.&lt;br /&gt;Who waits forever anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-5049571106231005967?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5049571106231005967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=5049571106231005967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/5049571106231005967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/5049571106231005967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/theres-no-time-for-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-2912352908130928916</id><published>2009-01-23T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:26:29.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ayvFjwzFuHw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ayvFjwzFuHw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYJmzYsGhGI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYJmzYsGhGI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Back to the corner where I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move&lt;br /&gt;Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand&lt;br /&gt;saying, “if you see this girl can you tell her where I am”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people try to hand me money, they don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;I’m not broke I’m just a broken hearted man&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense but what else can I do&lt;br /&gt;How can I move on when I’m still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[estribillo]&lt;br /&gt;Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me&lt;br /&gt;and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I’m not moving, I’m not moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says, “son you can’t stay here”&lt;br /&gt;I said, “there’s someone I’m waiting for If it’s a day, a month, a year”&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows&lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[estribillo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy that’s waiting on a girl&lt;br /&gt;There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i’ll get famous as the man who can’t be moved&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you wont mean to but you’ll see me on the news&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll come running to the corner&lt;br /&gt;cause you’ll know it’s just for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m the man who can’t be moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[estribillo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Back to the corner where I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-2912352908130928916?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2912352908130928916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=2912352908130928916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/2912352908130928916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/2912352908130928916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-back-to-corner-where-i-first-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-3657398070787032978</id><published>2009-01-23T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:11:33.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were a boy (Beyonce)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object name="iLyROoafYDVX" id="iLyROoafYDVX" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.kewego.com/swf/p3/epix.swf" width="400" height="300"&gt;  &lt;param name="flashVars" value="language_code=es&amp;playerKey=c0e6506a5a6b&amp;skinKey=a4762def08e1&amp;sig=iLyROoafYDVX&amp;autostart=false&amp;advertise=1" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.kewego.com/swf/p3/epix.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://videos.ocio.orange.es/video/iLyROoafYDVX.html"&gt;'If I were a boy'- Beyoncé - Ocio&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Este es el nuevo clip de Beyoncé, la diva del R&amp;amp;B. En este vídeo dirigido por Jake Nava, la artista de Houston aparece vestida con el uniforme de la policía de Nueva York. Su nuevo álbum, 'I Am'... (Columbia/Sony BMG), se pondrá a la venta en todo el mundo el 18 de noviembre.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Palabras clave:&lt;a href="http://videos.ocio.orange.es/search/?q=beyoncé"&gt;beyoncé&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://videos.ocio.orange.es/search/?q=were"&gt;were&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://videos.ocio.orange.es/search/?q=boy"&gt;boy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://videos.ocio.orange.es/search/?q=videoclip"&gt;videoclip&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://videos.ocio.orange.es/video/iLyROoafYDVX.html"&gt;Vídeo&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href="http://videos.ocio.orange.es/search/?q=user:rosenvinge"&gt;rosenvinge&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=8c0wqoj3lEM"&gt;http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=8c0wqoj3lEM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xfactor.itv.com/videos/video-detail/item_200632.htm"&gt;http://xfactor.itv.com/videos/video-detail/item_200632.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEYONCE - “IF I WERE A BOY”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I’d roll outta bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted then go&lt;br /&gt;Drink beer with the guys&lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;I’d kick it with who I wated&lt;br /&gt;And I’d never get confronted for it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they’d stick up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’d be a better man.&lt;br /&gt;I’d listen to her&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I would turn off my phone&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone it’s broken&lt;br /&gt;So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone&lt;br /&gt;I’d put myself first&lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I know that she’d be faithful&lt;br /&gt;Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say its just a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Think I’d forgive you like that&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;br /&gt;You thought it wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;br /&gt;You don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl someday&lt;br /&gt;You wish you were a better man&lt;br /&gt;You don’t listen to her&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’ve taken her for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you have got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;But you’re jus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-3657398070787032978?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3657398070787032978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=3657398070787032978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3657398070787032978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3657398070787032978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-were-boy-beyonce.html' title='If I were a boy (Beyonce)'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-4377194279769245968</id><published>2008-06-10T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:12:26.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW DOUBT- DON'T SPEAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/welnlg3svTw&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/welnlg3svTw&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me &lt;br /&gt;We used to be together &lt;br /&gt;Everyday together always &lt;br /&gt;I really feel &lt;br /&gt;That I'm losing my best friend &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end &lt;br /&gt;It looks as though you're letting go &lt;br /&gt;And if it's real &lt;br /&gt;Well I don't want to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our memories &lt;br /&gt;Well, they can be inviting &lt;br /&gt;But some are altogether &lt;br /&gt;Mighty frightening &lt;br /&gt;As we die, both you and I &lt;br /&gt;With my head in my hands &lt;br /&gt;I sit and cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) &lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all ending &lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop pretending who we are... &lt;br /&gt;You and me I can see us dying...are we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) &lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts! &lt;br /&gt;I know what you're saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak,&lt;br /&gt;don't speak, &lt;br /&gt;don't speak, &lt;br /&gt;oh I know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;I know you're good, &lt;br /&gt;I know you're good, &lt;br /&gt;I know you're real good &lt;br /&gt;Oh, la la la la la la La la la la la la &lt;br /&gt;Don't, Don't, uh-huh Hush, hush darlin' &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush &lt;br /&gt;don't tell me tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush darlin' &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush don't tell me tell me cause it hurts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-4377194279769245968?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4377194279769245968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=4377194279769245968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/4377194279769245968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/4377194279769245968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-doubt-dont-speak.html' title='NEW DOUBT- DON&apos;T SPEAK'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-6798706648974794223</id><published>2008-06-09T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:08:36.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EAGLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noolmusic.com/dailymotion_videos/eagles_hotel_california1994_music.php"&gt;Eagles Hotel California1994 Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a dark desert highway cool wind in my hair&lt;br /&gt;Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air&lt;br /&gt;Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light&lt;br /&gt;My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she stood in the doorway;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the mission bell&lt;br /&gt;And I was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'&lt;br /&gt;Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way&lt;br /&gt;There were voices down the corridor,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I heard them say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Hotel California&lt;br /&gt;Such a lovely place&lt;br /&gt;Such a lovely face&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of room at the Hotel California&lt;br /&gt;Any time of year, you can find it here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends&lt;br /&gt;She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends&lt;br /&gt;How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.&lt;br /&gt;Some dance to remember, some dance to forget&lt;br /&gt;[ Hotel California lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called up the Captain,&lt;br /&gt;'Please bring me my wine'&lt;br /&gt;He said,'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'&lt;br /&gt;And still those voices are calling from far away,&lt;br /&gt;Wake you up in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear them say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Hotel California&lt;br /&gt;Such a lovely place&lt;br /&gt;Such a lovely face&lt;br /&gt;They livin' it up at the Hotel California&lt;br /&gt;What a nice surprise, bring your alibis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors on the ceiling,&lt;br /&gt;The pink champagne on ice&lt;br /&gt;And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'&lt;br /&gt;And in the master's chambers,&lt;br /&gt;They gathered for the feast&lt;br /&gt;The stab it with their steely knives,&lt;br /&gt;But they just can't kill the beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing I remember, I was&lt;br /&gt;Running for the door&lt;br /&gt;I had to find the passage back&lt;br /&gt;To the place I was before&lt;br /&gt;'Relax,'said the night man,&lt;br /&gt;We are programmed to receive.&lt;br /&gt;You can checkout any time you like,&lt;br /&gt;But you can never leave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-6798706648974794223?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6798706648974794223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=6798706648974794223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/6798706648974794223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/6798706648974794223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/eagles.html' title='EAGLES'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-7980623315083955070</id><published>2008-06-09T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:00:05.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_bvT-DGcWw&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_bvT-DGcWw&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need no education &lt;br /&gt;We don't need no thought control &lt;br /&gt;No dark sarcasm in the classroom &lt;br /&gt;Teachers leave the kids alone &lt;br /&gt;Hey teacher leave us kids alone &lt;br /&gt;All in all it's just another brick in the wall &lt;br /&gt;All in all you're just another brick in the wall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus at end by pupils from the Fourth Form Music Class Islington Green School, London) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need no education &lt;br /&gt;We don't need no thought control &lt;br /&gt;No dark sarcasm in the classroom &lt;br /&gt;Teachers leave the kids alone &lt;br /&gt;Hey teacher leave us kids alone &lt;br /&gt;All in all you're just another brick in the wall &lt;br /&gt;All in all you're just another brick in the wall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-7980623315083955070?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7980623315083955070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=7980623315083955070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/7980623315083955070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/7980623315083955070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/wall.html' title='THE WALL'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-2970183202552790443</id><published>2008-06-09T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:37:45.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE THE WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmxT21uFRwM&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmxT21uFRwM&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time &lt;br /&gt;When we head a certain call &lt;br /&gt;When the world must come together as one &lt;br /&gt;There are people dying &lt;br /&gt;And it's time to lend a hand to life &lt;br /&gt;The greatest gift of all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't go on &lt;br /&gt;Pretneding day by day &lt;br /&gt;That someone, somewhere will soon make a change &lt;br /&gt;We are all a part of &lt;br /&gt;God's great big family &lt;br /&gt;And the truth, you know love is all we need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;br /&gt;We are the world &lt;br /&gt;We are the children &lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day &lt;br /&gt;So let's start giving &lt;br /&gt;There's a choice we're making &lt;br /&gt;We're saving our own lives &lt;br /&gt;It's true we'll make a better day &lt;br /&gt;Just you and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send them your heart &lt;br /&gt;So they'll know that someone cares &lt;br /&gt;And their lives will be stronger and free &lt;br /&gt;As God has shown us by turning stone to bread &lt;br /&gt;So we all must lend a helping hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;br /&gt;We are the world &lt;br /&gt;We are the children &lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day &lt;br /&gt;So let's start giving &lt;br /&gt;There's a choice we're making &lt;br /&gt;We're saving our own lives &lt;br /&gt;It's true we'll make a better day &lt;br /&gt;Just you and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down and out &lt;br /&gt;There seems no hope at all &lt;br /&gt;But if you just believe &lt;br /&gt;There's no way we can fall &lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well, well, let us realize &lt;br /&gt;That a change will only come &lt;br /&gt;When we stand together as one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;br /&gt;We are the world &lt;br /&gt;We are the children &lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day &lt;br /&gt;So let's start giving &lt;br /&gt;There's a choice we're making &lt;br /&gt;We're saving our own lives &lt;br /&gt;It's true we'll make a better day &lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-2970183202552790443?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2970183202552790443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=2970183202552790443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/2970183202552790443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/2970183202552790443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-are-world.html' title='WE ARE THE WORLD'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-3463762911925998542</id><published>2008-06-09T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:34:20.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let. intermedio'/><title type='text'>HEY JUDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXG83p2nkHw&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXG83p2nkHw&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't make it bad&lt;br /&gt;Take a sad song and make it better&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Then you can start to make it better&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;You were made to go out and get her&lt;br /&gt;The minute you let her under your skin&lt;br /&gt;Then you begin to make it better&lt;br /&gt;And anytime you feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, refrain&lt;br /&gt;Don't carry the world upon your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;For well you know that it's a fool&lt;br /&gt;Who plays it cool&lt;br /&gt;By making his world a little colder&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;You have found her, now go and get her&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Then you can start to make it better&lt;br /&gt;So let it out and let it in&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, begin&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone to perform with&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know that it's just you&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, you'll do&lt;br /&gt;The movement you need is on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude, don't make it bad&lt;br /&gt;Take a sad song and make it better&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her under your skin&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll begin to make it better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-3463762911925998542?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3463762911925998542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=3463762911925998542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3463762911925998542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3463762911925998542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-jude.html' title='HEY JUDE'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-9147061508981972137</id><published>2008-06-09T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:31:22.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMAGINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jEOkxRLzBf0&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jEOkxRLzBf0&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there's no Heaven &lt;br /&gt;It's easy if you try &lt;br /&gt;No hell below us &lt;br /&gt;Above us only sky &lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people &lt;br /&gt;Living for today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there's no countries &lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to do &lt;br /&gt;Nothing to kill or die for &lt;br /&gt;And no religion too &lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people &lt;br /&gt;Living life in peace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say that I'm a dreamer &lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one &lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us &lt;br /&gt;And the world will be as one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine no possessions &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can &lt;br /&gt;No need for greed or hunger &lt;br /&gt;A brotherhood of man &lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people &lt;br /&gt;Sharing all the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say that I'm a dreamer &lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one &lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us &lt;br /&gt;And the world will live as one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-9147061508981972137?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9147061508981972137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=9147061508981972137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/9147061508981972137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/9147061508981972137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/imagine.html' title='IMAGINE'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-3918231483638223459</id><published>2008-06-09T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:28:14.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-21QK9F1NWc&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-21QK9F1NWc&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Angie, angie, when will those clouds all disappear? &lt;br /&gt;Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here? &lt;br /&gt;With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats&lt;br /&gt;You cant say were satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But angie, angie, you cant say we never tried&lt;br /&gt;Angie, youre beautiful, but aint it time we said good-bye? &lt;br /&gt;Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried? &lt;br /&gt;All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke&lt;br /&gt;Let me whisper in your ear:&lt;br /&gt;Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here? &lt;br /&gt;Oh, angie, dont you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet&lt;br /&gt;I hate that sadness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But angie, angie, aint it time we said good-bye? &lt;br /&gt;With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats&lt;br /&gt;You cant say were satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But angie, I still love you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Evrywhere I look I see your eyes&lt;br /&gt;There aint a woman that comes close to you&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, dry your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But angie, angie, aint it good to be alive? &lt;br /&gt;Angie, angie, they cant say we never tried&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-3918231483638223459?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3918231483638223459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=3918231483638223459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3918231483638223459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3918231483638223459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/angie.html' title='ANGIE'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-2788781046308165106</id><published>2008-06-09T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:25:09.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intermediate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advanced'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make'/><title type='text'>MONEY MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkRIbUT6u7Q&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkRIbUT6u7Q&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Money makes the world go around&lt;br /&gt;The world go around&lt;br /&gt;The world go around&lt;br /&gt;Money makes the world go around&lt;br /&gt;It makes the world go 'round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mark, a yen, a buck, or a pound&lt;br /&gt;A buck or a pound&lt;br /&gt;A buck or a pound&lt;br /&gt;Is all that makes the world go around,&lt;br /&gt;That clinking clanking sound&lt;br /&gt;Can make the world go 'round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money money money money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money money money money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money money money money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;If you happen&lt;br /&gt;To be rich,&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;.......Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like a &lt;br /&gt;Night's enetertainment,&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;...Money &lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;You can pay for a &lt;br /&gt;Gay escapade.&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to &lt;br /&gt;To be rich,&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;.......Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;And alone, and you&lt;br /&gt;Need a companion&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;...Money&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;You can ring-ting-&lt;br /&gt;A-ling for the maid.&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;If you happen &lt;br /&gt;To be rich&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;.....Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;And you find you are&lt;br /&gt;Left by your lover,&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;...Money&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Though you moan &lt;br /&gt;And you groan&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot,&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;You can take it&lt;br /&gt;On the chin,&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;.....Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Call a cab, &lt;br /&gt;And begin&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;...Money&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;To recover&lt;br /&gt;On your fourteen-&lt;br /&gt;Carat yacht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Money makes the world go around,&lt;br /&gt;The world go around,&lt;br /&gt;The world go around,&lt;br /&gt;Money makes the world go around,&lt;br /&gt;Of that we can be sure.&lt;br /&gt;(....) on being poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ALL]&lt;br /&gt;Money money money- &lt;br /&gt;money money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money money- &lt;br /&gt;money money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money money money money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money money money money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money money money money money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DANCE BREAK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE AND GIRLS (In Canon)]&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't any coal in the stove&lt;br /&gt;And you freeze in the winter&lt;br /&gt;And you curse on the wind&lt;br /&gt;At your fate&lt;br /&gt;When you haven't any shoes&lt;br /&gt;On your feet&lt;br /&gt;And your coat's thin as paper&lt;br /&gt;And you look thirty pounds&lt;br /&gt;Underweight.&lt;br /&gt;When you go to get a word of advice&lt;br /&gt;From the fat little pastor&lt;br /&gt;He will tell you to love evermore.&lt;br /&gt;But when hunger comes a rap,&lt;br /&gt;Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat at the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;At the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE (spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS (spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;Hunger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, hunger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how love flies out the door...&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Money makes&lt;br /&gt;The world...&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;...Go around&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;The world...&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;...Go around&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;The world...&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;...Go around&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Money makes the&lt;br /&gt;.... Go around&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS] &lt;br /&gt;...Go around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That clinking &lt;br /&gt;Clanking sound of&lt;br /&gt;Money money money money money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money money money money money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Get a little,&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Get a little,&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Mark, a yen, a buck&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Get a little&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Or a pound&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Get a little&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;That clinking clanking&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Get a little&lt;br /&gt;Get a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Clinking sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EMCEE]&lt;br /&gt;Is all that makes&lt;br /&gt;The world go 'round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;Money money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes the world go round!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-2788781046308165106?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2788781046308165106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=2788781046308165106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/2788781046308165106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/2788781046308165106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/money-makes-world-go-round.html' title='MONEY MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-7049334225799734190</id><published>2008-05-01T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:49:40.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me feel like a natural woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtNXjfaCWEc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out on the morning rain&lt;br /&gt;I used to feel uninspired&lt;br /&gt; And when I knew I had to face another day&lt;br /&gt;Lord, it made me feel so tired&lt;br /&gt;Before the day I met you, life was so unkind&lt;br /&gt;But your love was the key to peace my mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause you make me feel, you make me feel, you make me feel like&lt;br /&gt;A natural woman&lt;br /&gt;When my soul was in the lost-and-found&lt;br /&gt;You came along to claim it&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know just what was wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;Till your kiss helped me name it&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm no longer doubtful of what  I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I make you happy I don't need no more&lt;br /&gt;Cause you make me feel, you make me feel, you make me feel like&lt;br /&gt;A natural woman&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, what you've done to me&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so good inside&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to be close to you&lt;br /&gt;You make me fell so alive&lt;br /&gt;Cause you make me feel, you make me feel, you make me feel like&lt;br /&gt;A natural woman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-7049334225799734190?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7049334225799734190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=7049334225799734190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/7049334225799734190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/7049334225799734190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/looking-out-on-morning-rain-i-used-to.html' title='You make me feel like a natural woman'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-3449303928478696614</id><published>2008-04-09T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T11:52:17.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B1 B2 C1 women&apos;s'/><title type='text'>WITHOUT YOU- MARIAH CAREY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOR_jq9M53c&amp;amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOR_jq9M53c&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, I can’t forget this evening&lt;br /&gt;Or your face as you were leaving&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that’s just the way this story goes,&lt;br /&gt;You always smile....But in you eyes your sorrow shows&lt;br /&gt;Yes it shows&lt;br /&gt;No I can’t forget tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;When I think of all my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;When I had you there but then I let you go&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s only fair that I should let you know&lt;br /&gt;What you should know&lt;br /&gt;I cant live If living is without you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live I can’t give anymore&lt;br /&gt;Can’t live If living is without you can’t give,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t give anymore&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can’t forget this evening&lt;br /&gt;Or your face as you were leaving&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that’s just the way this story goes,&lt;br /&gt;You always smile&lt;br /&gt;But in you eyes your sorrow shows&lt;br /&gt;Yes it showscan’t live&lt;br /&gt;If living is without you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live I can’t give anymore&lt;br /&gt;Can’t live If living is without you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t give anymore&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh(No can’t live)&lt;br /&gt;No no no (No I can’t live)&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live (No can’t live)&lt;br /&gt;If living is without (No I can’t live)&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live (No can’t live)&lt;br /&gt;I can’t give anymore (No I can’t live) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-3449303928478696614?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3449303928478696614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=3449303928478696614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3449303928478696614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/3449303928478696614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/without-you-maria-carey.html' title='WITHOUT YOU- MARIAH CAREY'/><author><name>Angeles Hernández</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14018328662086806223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_V11xzqzOobU/SCijkRQ6H3I/AAAAAAAAADM/KJ-TKfZpCsw/S220/angeles.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191557035279599702.post-1403327758481117636</id><published>2008-04-09T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T11:34:04.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C1'/><title type='text'>THE SMILE ON YOUR FACE- ALISON KRAUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GT0QFM78fpo&amp;amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GT0QFM78fpo&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without saying a word you can light up the dark&lt;br /&gt;Try as I may I could never explain&lt;br /&gt;What I hear when you don't say a thing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The smile on your face Lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes Saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your handSays you'll catch me if ever I fall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You say it best When you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;All day long I can hear people talking aloud&lt;br /&gt;But when you hold me nearyou drown out the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Old Mr. Webster could never define&lt;br /&gt;What's being said between your heart and mine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The smile on your face Lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes Saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your handSays you'll catch me if ever I fall&lt;br /&gt;You say it best When you say nothing at all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face Lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes Saying you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your handSays you'll catch me if ever I fall&lt;br /&gt;You say it best When you say nothing at all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191557035279599702-1403327758481117636?l=englissongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://englissongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1403327758481117636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191557035279599702&amp;postID=1403327758481117636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191557035279599702/posts/default/1403327758481117636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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