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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 4, 2006 16:59:37 GMT -5
Gasp!!
*sings 'Torre De Babel'* I know you probably don't speak Spanish, shelly, but it's a Reggeaton remix. It's definately party music.
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Post by thistledown on Nov 5, 2006 15:55:49 GMT -5
*munches on tacos*
Whee! Good job shelly!
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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 5, 2006 17:52:11 GMT -5
Are you still writing these? Because if you are, I have another song for you.
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Post by Tigerclaw can drive a car :B on Nov 5, 2006 20:13:51 GMT -5
i can translate that song ( a little) if you want. (spanish family)
Tacos!!! WOOT!!!
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Post by Shelly on Nov 5, 2006 21:11:22 GMT -5
You rock! *throws a cookie and blue ribbon* (Oh, and the cigarette box, on the table, they just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin) I am so honoured to recieve these! (Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? I've never looked better and you can't stand it.) You rule the Quagmire-Baudelaire World, shelly. And I think you might be converting me to Quiglet-ness. Oh, thank you so much! And I really appreciate all the support you guys have given me. You guys ROCK!
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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 6, 2006 15:40:40 GMT -5
Could you do one to "Teenagers" by MCR? Or "The End" by MCR? Tigerclaw, I would give you a link to the lyrics to "Torre De Babel" but I can't find them. The song is by David Bisbal, he's really popular in Spain. He's hott, too. Google him.
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Post by Tigerclaw can drive a car :B on Nov 6, 2006 21:56:54 GMT -5
Translation:
way around, and perhaps there is not one second time, in order to watch the red roses of the Edén.
Affluent sight, that opens the ground under our feet, and you will fall does not matter where you are, on the ruins of the Tower of Babel.
Of our treatment no longer it is left nothing, we have not given what your you hoped you, broken the heart, now bleeds of pain.
By you I immolated a group of invidentes, that they have been cayado in this sea of people, nothing matters already, nothing has its place.
It is possible to be breathed, as much desolation, of tears to the wind, and it is being born the world of the possession.
Affluent sight, everything goes bad and everything is the other way around, and perhaps there is not one second time, in order to watch the red roses of the Edén.
Affluent sight, that opens the ground under our feet, and you will fall does not matter where you are, on the ruins of the Tower of Babel.
Old stupid and indifferent, masses manufacturing of rich and indigentes, grass to cut, that does not know where goes.
We are cards of a sinister chess, in order to bet our bodies in the heat of, game of being able, to seed fire everywhere.
Two men of reason, species in extinction, the conscience has died, and single it is left the echo of the deception.
I knew that finishes the time to me, it is on the awares before the abyss, that it gives the same, your suffering, because you are prisoner of your egoismo.
NonDES the back to the weeping of people that it is what kills to be indifferent, nonDES the return to the storm, because in the end you will be the one who pays the account
I want, transparent sky, throughout the world.
Affluent sight, everything goes bad and everything is the other way around, and perhaps there is not one second time, in order to watch the red roses of the Edén.
Affluent sight, that opens the ground under our feet, And you will fall does not matter where you are, on the ruins of the Tower of Babel
((you know you luv me ;D Oh and incase you want to do one of those depressing ones. Here's a good song: "Hurt" by Christina Aguilera))
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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 6, 2006 22:19:55 GMT -5
Can you give me the lyrics in Spanish?
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Post by Tigerclaw can drive a car :B on Nov 6, 2006 22:24:02 GMT -5
Here we are!
Mira bien, todo va mal y todo está al revés, y tal vez no haya una segunda vez, para mirar las rosas rojas del Edén.
Mira bien, que se abre el suelo bajo nuestros pies, y caerás no importa donde estés, sobre las ruinas de la Torre de Babel.
De nuestro trato ya no queda nada, no te hemos dado lo que tu esperabas, roto el corazón, ahora sangra de dolor.
Por ti inmolé un grupo de invidentes, que se han cayado en este mar de gentes, nada importa ya, nada tiene su lugar.
Se puede respirar, tanta desolación, de lagrimas al viento, y va naciendo el mundo de la posesión.
Mira bien, todo va mal y todo está al revés, y tal vez no haya una segunda vez , para mirar las rosas rojas del Edén.
Mira bien, que se abre el suelo bajo nuestros pies, y caerás no importa donde estés, sobre las ruinas de la Torre de Babel.
Viejos estúpidos e indiferentes, masas fabril de ricos e indigentes, pasto de cortar, que no sabe a donde va.
Somos fichas de un ajedrez siniestro, para apostar en pleno nuestros cuerpos, juego de poder, sembrar fuego por doquier.
Dos hombres de razón, especie en extinción, ha muerto la conciencia, y solo queda el eco de la decepción.
Yo supe que se me acaba el tiempo, abre los ojos antes del abismo, que da lo mismo, tu sufrimiento, porque eres prisionero de tu egoismo.
No des la espalda al llanto de la gente que es lo que mata ser indiferente, no des la vuelta a la tormenta, porque al final serás quien pague la cuenta
Quiero, cielo transparente, en el mundo entero.
Mira bien, todo va mal y todo está al revés, y tal vez no haya una segunda vez, para mirar las rosas rojas del Edén.
Mira bien, que se abre el suelo bajo nuestros pies, Y caerás no importa donde estés, sobre las ruinas de la Torre de Babel
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Post by Semesther, the Dolphin Vampire on Nov 6, 2006 22:35:48 GMT -5
*sill parting from the last one* Go girl!
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Post by Amy Lee ALOE Aunt Jo on Nov 7, 2006 14:09:11 GMT -5
I officially love the crap out of Tigerclaw.
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You, too, shelly.
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Post by Tigerclaw can drive a car :B on Nov 7, 2006 18:23:55 GMT -5
XD
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Post by Shelly on Nov 7, 2006 19:07:05 GMT -5
Ah, thanks. And I'll be happy to do both. Here's "Teenagers" by My Chemical Romance. It's Sunny's point of view from "Call Me When You're Sober". Sunny/Quigley and Violet/Quigley. * * * They're gonna clean up your looks With all the lies in the books To make a citizen out of you Because they sleep with a gun And keep an eye on you, son So they can watch all the things you do"No, Sunny." They broke apart, Quigley's face covered in kiss marks. "This isn't a good idea. What if Violet finds out?" Because the drugs never work They're gonna give you a smirk 'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean They're gonna rip up your heads, Your aspirations to shreds Another cog in the murder machine"Oh, stuff Violet. She practically has salsa for brains." They said all teenagers scare the living salsa out of me They could care less as long as someone'll bleed So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not meThey kissed, but Quigley broke away again. "No," he repeated. "She's already suspicious." The boys and girls in the clique The awful names that they stick You're never gonna fit in much, kid But if you're troubled and hurt What you got under your shirt Will make them pay for the things that they did"I'd better go," he breathed, and turned away. Sunny giggled. "Wouldn't it be funny if she found out and killed you?"
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Post by Tigerclaw can drive a car :B on Nov 7, 2006 19:12:23 GMT -5
how ironic
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Post by Shelly on Nov 7, 2006 19:12:45 GMT -5
Here's "The End" by MCR. It continues from "I Stand Alone". * * * Now come one come all to this tragic affair Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot You might wake up and notice you're someone you're notViolet hurried away and saw the stream. She gave a sob and jogged toward it. If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cryShe stood at the edge of it. She wanted to join Quigley so badly. Another contusion, my funeral jag Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag You've got front row seats to the penitence ball When I grow up I want to be nothing at all! She jumped in, convincing herself that she was a heavy rock, to never come to the surface. * * * C'mon I said Get me the hell out of here Too young to die and my dear If you can hear me just walk awayThe police found her body ten minutes later.
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