Quijano

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Quijano or Manuel Quijano is one of the three musician brothers from Leon, Spain. The other two called Óscar and Raúl with Manuel were part of the band called Café Quijano during the years 1998-2007. The leading vocalist Manuel changed his carreer to solo artist in 2007 and he started to make his own music by releasing an album titled "Vidas y venidas" ("Lives and arrivals"). Following years were published the albums "Grandes éxitos" ("The grand successes") and Santa Mónica Boulevard" ("Saint Monica Boulevard").

Check also: "Mónica", "Solo te puedo decir"("I can say it only for you"), "Besos con versos"("Kisses with poems").

LA MAGDALENA

Llevas dos semanas
Encerrada en casa
Sin salir de la cama
Ya no tienes ni lágrimas
No paras de llorar
No comes, ni hablas
Ni te vistes, ni te lavas
Todo es una lástima

Lo que sobran son hombres
Como ése y mejores

Ése era un gandul
Que problema vas a tener tú
Déjate de decir
Que no quieres vivir
Que le quieres a él
Pero él no te quiere a tí

*Y hazme caso que no -

No no no no no vale la pena
Llorar como una magda magdalena
Por culpa de ese hombre culpable
Seguro que no va a valer la pena
Todos son iguales
Prometen haz de ramos, los rosales
Ellos nunca salen
Pero siempre tienen penas quincenales
No hay ni uno sólo
Ni uno sólo sólo que no falle
Si no es por una cosa es por otra
Pero siempre falla algún detalle
Si no es por una cosa es por otra
Pero siempre falla algún detalle *

Tienes que olvidarte
Distraerte, salír, cuidarte
Tu bendito mal lo cura el tiempo
Y ahora mismo tu estás ciega
Cada noche te envenenas
Yo sé bien lo que se siente
Y no te miento
Lo curioso de estas cosas
Esque luego te das cuenta
De que que es cierto
Lo que cuentan
Que una mancha limpia a otra
Que otros peces y mejores
En el mar....
Siempre se encuentran..

*Y hazme caso que no... * (2x)

THE MAGDALENA

You spend two weeks
Blocked in your apartment
Staying in bed
Even the tears are gone
You can't stop crying
You don't eat, you don't talk
You don't dress yourself, you don't wash up
Everything is miserable

And the men in addition
Like this one and the better ones
This one was a slacker
What troubles he caused to you
Stop saying
That you can't live
That you love him
But he doesn't love you

*And listen to me because it's not
not-not-not-not-not worth it
To cry like a Magda-Magdalena
For this guilty man
I'm sure there is no use to it
They are all the same
They promise, bring flowers, roses
They'll never leave
Their worries last always couple of weeks
There is no-one
No-one who wouldn't cheat
If it's not because of one thing then it's because of another
But always something goes wrong
If it's not because of one thing then it's because of another
But always something goes wrong *

You have to forget

Distract, leave, take care of yourself

Your blessing of evil will be fixed over time

And right now you are blind

Every night you poison yourself

I know very well how you feel

And I do not lie to you

The most odd thing in these cases is

That in the course of time you'll notice

What is certain

What matters

Is that stain will be cleaned by new one

That there are other fish and

Better ones you'll always find

In the sea...

*And listen to me... *

Simon & Garfunkel

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Simon & Garfunkel  is a succesful american  folk duo of Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel. The duo was born already at school though then it was called "Tom and Jerry". At 1970's the duo splitted up but they have performed afterwards few times aside their solo carreers.

Duo's most popular tracks are "Mrs. Robinson" and "Bridge over troubled water".

Most intresting I find  the storylike song in the early phase like "A most peculiar man" and the song that I picked for this time "Richard Cory".  Both are bit ironic songs and totally brilliant I find. If you think about the feeling of the tracks then the absolutely best songs are "Somewhere they can't find me" and "Sound of silence".

Check also: "I am a rock", "We've Got A Groovy Thing Goin'", "Bye bye love".

RICHARD CORY

They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town,

With political connections to spread his wealth around.

Born into society, a banker's only child,

He had everything a man could want: power, grace, and style.

But I work in his factory

And I curse the life I'm living

And I curse my poverty

And I wish that I could be,

Oh, I wish that I could be,

Oh, I wish that I could be

Richard Cory.

The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes:

Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.

And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht!

Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got.

*But I work in his factory … *

He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch,

And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much,

So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read:

"Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head."

*But I work in his factory .. . *

Olivia Ruiz

Olivia Ruiz, french singer, composer and lyricist born in Carcassonne to a musical family under the name Olivia Blanc. Later she took her grandmothers maden name Ruiz. Only 15-year-old Olivia founded a rock spirited band Les Five with her friends and later she sang in a duo calles Les Amants. 

2001 she signed in a Idols like competition called Star Academy. She was second while Jenifer Bartoli won.

She has released four albums between 2003 and 2009 and one live album in 2010 after a great tourné. 

Year 2011 is sacrificed for movie  "Un jour mon père viendra"  ("One day my dad comes") where Olivia Ruiz plays Chloé. The movie will come out 28.09.2011.

Thoug I myself don't like Idols and stuff like that I have to admit that those programms sometimes do creat something very good... 

Style of the music videos of Olivia Ruiz mixes costumes and plays with colours. It brings Christophe Maé into my mind and the coulours are bright as in the movie Amelie. You shoud also listen to the track "Les crêpes aux champignons". 

Check also: "Elle panique" ("She paniques"), "Les crêpes aux champignons"("Pancakes of mushrooms"), "Peur du noir" live ("Fear of dark"), "Les météores" ("Meteorites"), MySpace .

Peur de noir is a circus like track with choir musical stylish singing and feeling. I can imagine a twisted clown face bumpin from a box and the dark corners of the frightening room...

PEUR DU NOIR

(Olivia Ruiz / Olivia Ruiz, Mathias Malzieu)

Je voudrais demander la veilleuse à maman
La porte ouverte et la lumière du couloir
J'ai peur qu'il vienne se nourrir de mes tourments
J'ai peur qu'il se ramène, j'ai toujours peur du noir
Je le sais, je le sens, un fantôme m'attend

*Grouillez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre 
 Dansez, je m'ensommeille
 Et maman veille*

Je fais le nem dans ma couette mais d'un œil vif je guette
Et j'écoute, j'inspecte de l'air chaque mouvement
L'ombre d'un revenant m'attend
Tapie sous le tapis, je la sais, je la sens
Je la crains, je me tends, elle brûle les rêves des enfants

*Dansez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre
 Grouillez, je m'ensommeille 
 Dansez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre 
 Jouez, je m'ensommeille 
 Et maman veille *

Si je fermais les yeux, c'est à l'orée d'un bois
Que je serais coincée, paralysée par l'effroi
Je pleure de les garder écarquillés
Pour ne pas m'y risquer

*Dansez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre
 Grouillez, je m'ensommeille
 Dansez pépites de peur, dans mon ventre
 Jouez, je m'ensommeille 
 Dansez, pépites de peur, dans mon ventre
 Grouillez, je m'ensommeille*

FEAR OF THE DARK

I would like to ask for a night light from my mother

The door opens and lights are on in corridor

I fear that it will nurish my agony

I fear what it will bring, I have allways feared the dark

I know it, I feel it, the phantom is waiting for me

*They are teeming, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are dancing, I fall asleep

 And my mum stays awake.*

I wrap myself into the blancket but a watch for the vivid eye

And I listen to, I survey every movement

The shadow of a gohst is waiting for me

Lurking on the mat, I know it, I feel it

I'm afraid, I'm nervous, it burns the dreams of children

*They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are teeming, I fall asleep

 They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are playing, I fall asleep

 And my mum stays awake*

Closing eyes would be the border of the forrest

Where I'd stuck and be paralyzed by the dread

I cry for to keep my eyes wide open

For not to risk myself

*They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are teeming, I fall asleep

 They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are playing, I fall asleep

 They are dancing, the whits of fear, in my stomage

 They are teeming, I fall asleep*

 

I'm now working in Spain and this place doesn´t know the Cafes with internet connection - only WiFi...

Toše Proeski

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Toše Proeski a Macedonian singer and songwriter was once maybe the most popular singer in Macedonia. His first hit was (1998) Pusti me ("Let me go"). The musical genre is wide: pop, classic, opera, traditional, rock and even classical metal. 

Proeski performed in public first time at the age of twelve at the popular children's song festival Zlatno Slavejče but the real career started in 1996 at the teenage music festival Melfest. He released his first album at the age of 18.


Along with F.Y.R. Macedonia Proeski was very popular also elsewhere in Balkan. The whole Europe got to know him in Eurovision Song Contest in 2004 with his song Life (14th place). He also made a Macedonian version Angel si ti  ("You're an angel"). At the very same year he became a  UNICEF Goodwill Ambassador. Proeski is known for donating his concert incomings to orphanages.

Proeski sang normally in Macedonian or Serbian and later also in English and even in Italian.

Then came the dreadful day. Early morning on October 16th in 2007 - exactly three years ago -  Toše Proeski died in a car accident in Croatia. The car was hit by a truck and it drove into the median barrier. Sleeping Proeski got killed instantly in the front passinger seat. Next day - the 17th - was pronouced a national mourning day in Macedonia and the government titled him as "the Honorable citizen of Macedonia". 

Proeski's last album was published two years after his death in 2009. This post mortem album called The hardest thing was in English and it was prepared for foreign countries. But the expanding never happened. The cover of the last album is chosen by Proeski's fans and it's a sad remainder of his too short life.

Toše Proeski was definetly too young to die, too good to die. His warm and strong voice is one of the best I know. And his smile too. 

One example of his voice you'll find by cliking this and wind to 3:58 when he sings a moment without music. Or by listening Toše singing The hardest thing to a reporter. This song he never sang entirely in public for it was just made. And because I can't translate his songs I've decided to share one of his last songs which is already in English.

Check also:  Čija si ("To whom do you belong"), Kad varas ti ("When you are cheating"), Ako me pogledas u oci ("If you look me in the eyes"), Ljubena ("My beloved one"), Magija with Esma Redzepova ("Magic"), Na mesto zlocina ("At the crime scene"), Nikada with English translation("Never"), Hardest thing (post mortem), Don't hurt the ones you love, My little feat. Kristijan, Interwiev for the Eurovision,  News about the car accident.

GUILTY

I guess it's just another night
Another fight
That all familiar scene

You looking
At your watch again
Saying what's the time
And where the hell you've been

Even on the other side
Wondering why I even try at all
Look into my heart again
With your x-ray eyes
Tell me what you're trying to see
Can't stand the way you look at me

*I put my 

Hands up
I put my hands up
I guess I'm guilty
Hands up
I must have done whatever you accuse me of
I stand up to hear your judgement
It's always guilty
But I'm gonna make a break
Before you turn the key*

Maybe my life would be easier
Getting out of here
And trying to make it right

There's no matter what I do
I can't get through
I wanna just get by
You forget the liveness
We just exist as nothing left inside
Should I tell you what you wanna hear
And kill it with this lie

Show you what you wanna see
It seems to be that you need me to

*Put my hands up... *

When did we become these strangers
I don't even recognise us
There's nothing there to justify you
Feeling the way you do
But I guess all I can do is to

*Put my hands up... *

*I put my hands up
I guess I'm guilty
Hands up
I must return whatever you accused me of
I stand up to hear your judgement
It's always guilty
Girl I'm gonna make a break
Before you turn the key*

I guess it's just another night
Another fight
That all familiar scene 

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William Sheller

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William Sheller is a French pop/classical singer, composer and pianist. As a child he lived in America between years 1949 and 1953. Back in Paris in the age of eleven he decided to start piano playing and in the age of 16 he headed to musical career by quitting the school and dedicating to music. That was wise thing for his career has been succesful and his latest album of his 20 albums was published in 2008 under the name Avatars ("Incarnations"). Sheller has also made music for French films.

Check also: Le carnet á spirales ("Ticket to the spirals"), Les filles de l'aurore ("The girls of dawn"), Les miroirs dans la boue with Calogero ("The mirrors in the dirt").

UN HOMME HEUREUX

Pourquoi les gens qui s'aiment
Sont-ils toujours un peu les mêmes
Ils ont quand ils s'en viennent
Le même regard d'un seul désir pour deux
Ce sont des gens heureux
Pourquoi les gens qui s'aiment
Sont-ils toujours un peu les mêmes
Quand ils ont leurs problèmes
Ben y a rien dire, y a rien à faire pour eux
Ce sont des gens qui s'aiment

*Et moi j'te connais à peine
Mais ce serait une veine
Qu'on s'en aille un peu comme eux
On pourrait se faire sans que ça gène
De la place pour deux
Mais si ça ne vaut pas la peine
Que j'y revienne
Il faut me le dire au fond des yeux
Quelque soit le temps que ça prenne
Quelque soit l'enjeu
Je veux être un homme heureux*

Pourquoi les gens qui s'aiment
Sont-ils toujours un peu rebelles
Ils ont un monde à eux
Que rien oblige à ressembler à ceux
Qu'on nous donne en modèle
Pourquoi les gens qui s'aiment
Sont-ils toujours un peu cruels
Quand ils vous parlent d'eux
Y a quelque chose qui vous éloigne un peu
Ce sont des choses humaines

*Et moi j'te connais...*

A HAPPY MAN

Why the people in love with each others

Are always a bit the same

When they come thay have

the same look of only desire to each others

They are happy people

Why the people in love with each others

Are always a bit the same

When they have problems

Well nothing to say about it, and nothing to do for them

They are people who love each other

*And I hardly know you

But it was just luck

That we go away little like them

We could have done it without feeling awkward

In a place for two

But if it's not worth it

That I come back

You have to say it to me from the depht of your eyes

How much time ever it takes

How much wagers ever it needs

I want to be a happy man*

Why the people in love with each others

Are always a little rebell

They have their own world for them

Nothing obliges to remain those

Who give us an example

Why the people in love with each others

Are always a little cruel

When they talk to you about themselves

About things that makes you draw away a little

These are humain things

*And I hardly know you..*

Kyo

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Kyo is a pop rock band from France formed in 1994. Kyo consist of four members:(from the left)  brothers Fabien Dubos (drums) and Florian Dubos (backing vocals, guitar), Benoît Poher (vocals, guitar) and Nicolas Chassange (guitar). Their first major hit was Le chemin ("The road") featuring Dutch singer Sita. Their activity lamed before 2007 when they released their fourth and summing the Best of album. Poher has written songs for such artists as Emma Daumas, Thierry Amiel and Emmanuel Moire (more about him later).

And by the way the name Kyo comes from a King of Fighter video game character.

Though at some point Kyo feels like just another Westlife it's partly more rocking but still sweetlike boyish band. And in my opinion Benoît's and Florian's voices combine very beautifully.

Check also: Il est temps ("It's time"), Je n'veux pas oublier ("I don't wanna forget"), Comme le mond est grand ("As/For the world is grand"), Qui je suis ("Who I am"), L'enfer ("Hell"), Dernière danse ("The last danse"), Je saigne encore live, More about Kyo.


JE SAIGNE ENCORE

Il a le droit de poser ses mains sur ton corps
Il a le droit de respirer ton odeur
Il a même droit aux regards qui le rendent plus fort
Mets-moi la chaleur de ta voix dans le coeur

*Et ça fait mal, crois moi, une lame enfoncée loin dans mon âme
Regarde en toi, même pas l'ombre d'une larme
Et je saigne encore, je souris à la mort
Tout ce rouge sur mon corps
Je te blesse dans un dernier effort *

Il aime caresser ton visage quand tu t'endors
Et toi tu te permets de dire encore encore
Je sais que ce qui ne tue pas nous rend plus fort
Mais moi, mais moi je suis déjà mort

*Ca fait mal, crois moi... *

Mais je saigne encore, je souris à la mort
Mais je saigne encore,
Tout ce rouge sur mon corps (3x)

I STILL BLEED

He has the right to put his hands upon your body

He has the right to breathe your odour

He has even the right to those looks that make him stronger

Put the warmth of your voice into my heart

*And it hurts, believe me, a blade pushed far away from my soul

Look at you there is not even a shadow of a tear

And I still bleed, I smile to death

All that red on my body

With my last effort I hurt you *

He loves to caress your face when you're asleep

And you let you say once more - once more

I know that what doesn't kill makes us stronger

But I - but I am already dead

*It hurts, believe me... *

But I still bleed, I smile to death

But I still bleed

All that red on my body (3x)

Luis Fonsi

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Now to quite different music style. Luis Alfonso Rodríguez López-Cepero known as his artistical name Luis Fonsi is a Puerto Rican singer, musician, lyricist and composer. He also has acted in tv serie Corazones al limite ("Hearts to the limit") and got and won lots of awards and prizes.

The songs of Luis Fonsi are mostly Spanish pop ballads.

This song Llueve por dentro ("It rains inside") I heard once and I got caught. I don't know why for this song isn't so different to other pop ballads. But when I listen to this I'm sadly happy...

Check also: Estoy perdido ("I'm lost"), Aunque estes con el ("Though you're with him"), Lagrimas del mar ("Tears of sea"), La mentira ("Lie"), Me matas ("You kill me"), Vives en mi ("You live in me"), Quien te dijo eso ("Who said you that"), Album Review.

LLUEVE POR DENTRO

¿Que puedo hacer? 

Llueve por dentro
Y el corazon me duele y se deshace
Pienso en ti 

Quiero volar y remontar esta tristeza
Para escaparme 

Quiero vivir por siempre junto a ti
No importa nada 

Y olvida este silencio que se roba mis mañanas, 

Libera y acordala

*Hoy llueve por dentro de mí, en mí 

Atravieso el cielo por ti
Se inunda el corazon mientras te pienso
Cuando tú no estas llueve por dentro *

¿Que puedo hacer si tu mirada se clava en mí?

Luego me arranca el alma 

No hay adios
Solo hay entre tu y yo una distancia 

Que nos separa

Quiero reir como lo hicimos esa madrugada
Y poco a poco rescatar el sol de tus mañanas
Y el viento entre alas

*Hoy llueve por dentro...*

Me es imposible amarte de lejos, de lejos
Pero siento que muero si no te tengo

*Hoy llueve por dentro... *

IT RAINS INSIDE

What can I do?

It rains inside

And the heart hurts me and commands

I think about you

I want to fly and overcome this sadness

For to escape

I want to live forever with you

Nothing is important

And to forget this silence that steals my mornings

To free and to concur it

*Today it rains inside me, in me

I cross the sky for you

Heart inundates when i think about you

When you are not, it rains inside *

What can I do if your look nails me?

Later it pulls out my soul

There's no goodbye

Only a distance between me and you

That separates us

I want to laugh like we used to do in the dawn

And little by little rescue the sun of your mornings

And the wind between your wings

*Today it rains...*

It's impossible to love you from far, fom far

But I feel that I die without you

*Today it rains...*

I saw Luis Fonsi in Madrid in summer 2011

Rammstein

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Rammstein a German rock band was founded by Richard Z. Kruspe in 1994. There are six members: Till Lindemann (lead vocals), Paul H. Landers (backing vocals, guitar), Rickhard Z. Kruspe (backing vocals, lead guitar), Oliver "Ollie" Riedel (bass), Christian "Flake" Lorenz (keyboards) and Christoph "Doom" Schneider (percussion). They are known by their dark songs and way to perform with huge pyrotechnics. Mostly their songs are in German but also songs that are partially or entirely in English, Spanish, Russian and French. Their lyrics are partly shocking (let alone music videos!) and partly full of words of literaly style and very sophisticated.

Rammstein has got may awards and it's known all over the world and in November and December the band will perform around the South America.

The following song is agonizing and powerful and the whole idea of the song is terrible. But this song is so impressive.

Check also: Amerika English version("America"), Heirate mich with subtitles("Marry me"), Los ("Loose/Fate/-less/let's(go)"), Ich tu dir weh ("I hurt you"), Ohne dich ("Without you"), Ich will ("I want"), Links,2,3,4 ("Left,2,3,4"), Keine lust ("Not amused/No lust"), Seemann ("Seaman"), Stirb nicht vor mir ("Don't die before I do"), Moskau with tATu ("Moscow"), Amour.

STEIN UM STEIN

Ich habe Pläne große Pläne

Ich baue dir ein Haus

Jeder Stein ist eine Träne

Und du ziehst nie wieder aus

Ja ich baue ein Häuschen dir

Hat keine Fenster keine Tür

Innen wird es dunkel sein

Dringt überhaupt kein Licht hinein

Ja ich schaffe dir ein Heim

Und du sollst Teil des Ganzen sein

*Stein um Stein mauer ich dich ein

Stein um Stein

Ich werde immer bei dir sein *

Ohne Kleider ohne Schuh

Siehst du mir bei der Arbeit zu

Mit den Füßen im Zement

Verschönerst du das Fundament

Draußen wird ein Garten sein

Und niemand hört dich schreien

*Stein um Stein... *

Welch' ein Klopfen welch' ein Hämmern

Draußen fängt es an zu dämmern

Alle Nägel stehen stramm

Wenn ich sie in dein Leibholz Ramm –

*Stein um Stein... *

STONE BY STONE

I have plans, big plans

I'm gonna build you a house

Every stone is a tear

And you will never move out

Yes I build you a little house

With no windows, no door

There will be dark inside

No light will shine inside

I'll get you a home

And you shall be part of that all

*Stone by stone 

I mason you inside

Stone by stone

I will always be by your side *

Without clothes, without shoes

You watch me working

Feet in concrete

You make the foundation look beautiful

Outside there will be a garden

And no one will hear you screaming

*Stone by stone... *

What a knock, what a hammering

Outside it's getting dark

All nails standing in line

When I hammer them into your wooden body

*Stone by stone... *

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Pablo Moro

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Pablo Moro is a Spanish singer from Oviedo. In 2005 Moro's and his band's Chicos Listos' first album was released and in 2009 their third and latest album "Pequeños placeres domésticos" ("Little domestic pleasures") was published. Moro has won two AMAS awards (an annual asturian music award)in 2006 as best lyricist and in 2007 with the best album. In 2008 Moro started to conquire Latin America by publishing an album in Argentina and performing in Latinoamerican festivals.

Following song "Ganar o perder" ("To win or to loose") is exceptional song for the back chorus consist of different althletes(you can see them in the music video!): Rosa Fernández (mountaineer), Javi Villa (GP2 driver),  Santi Pérez (cyclist), Manolo López (handball player), Óscar Fernández (World champion of judo), Mejuto González (football referee) and Paul Folgueras (football player). The song is about solidary and it was made to celebrate la X Gala de la Solidaridad. More about the song you can find here(in Spanish).

Check also: Jólivuz ("Hollywood"), El último vals (The last walz"), Tic tac, Smoking Point, Vodka y caramelos ("Vodka and caramels").

GANAR O PERDER

El corazón a mil por hora,
empapado en sudor.
Aunque no pases a la historia
siempre serás un ganador.

Una conquista, un nuevo reto,
con los dientes apretados,
la medalla es el esfuerzo,
el simple hecho de haberlo intentado.

No es la meta lo que importa,
es el resto del trayecto.
El camino más rápido hacia la victoria,
Nunca es el camino recto.

*Da igual perder o ganar
si das todo lo que llevas dentro.
Da igual ganar o perder
triunfar es sólo una manera de ser.*

Vivir a un paso de la gloria,
apostar echando el resto,
sólo quedan en la memoria
los triunfos más honestos.

Aunque no siempre gane el mejor,
el mejor saldrá ganando.
No tiene siempre suerte el campeón,
pero vuelve a intentarlo.

*Da igual... *

TO WIN OR TO LOOSE

Heart beats thousend times in a moment

Drenched in sweat

Though you don't stay in history

Your'e always a winner

A conquest, a new ahallenge

With compressed teeth

The medal is an effort

A simple act to attempt

It's not the goal that matters

it's the rest of the route.

The fastest way towards the victory

Is never the right one

*To win or to loose it's the same

If you give all you got inside

To loose or to win it's all the same

To triumph is only one way to be *

 Live for a way to glory

To bet by leaving the rest

In memory stays only

The most honest triumphs

Though one doesn't always win the best

The best will profit

The champion isn't always lucky

But s/he will try

*To win or to loose...*