<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-05-17_13.22/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2fchrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com%2fcategory%2fM%c3%basica%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>&lt;&gt; Craig Gilligan &lt;&gt;: Música</title><description /><link>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/?_c11_BlogPart_BlogPart=blogview&amp;_c=BlogPart&amp;partqs=catM%25C3%25BAsica</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 16:56:55 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 16:56:55 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><cf:parentRSS>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/blog/feed.rss</cf:parentRSS><live:type>blogcategory</live:type><live:identity><live:id>-4783249255123291231</live:id><live:alias>chrisredfield1984</live:alias></live:identity><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>Un lugar para mi cabeza</title><link>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!816.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;He visto como la&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Luna se sienta en el cielo / en la oscura noche&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Brillando con la luz del Sol&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;El Sol no le da / luz a la Luna pensando&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;que la Luna se la vaya a deber&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Esto me hace pensar en como actuas conmigo / Tu me haces&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Favores y rápidamente&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Te das la vuelta y empiezas a pedirme&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;cosas que quieres de mi&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esto harto de la tensión / harto de la rabia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de que actues como si te debiera algo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busca otro sitio / en el que alimentar tu avaricia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mientras yo busco un sitio para descansar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero estar en otro sitio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te odio cuando dices &amp;quot;no lo entiendes&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Verás que no es así)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero estar en la energia, no con el enemigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un lugar para mi cabeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Quizás algún día seré como tu / y&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Pisotearé a la gente como lo haces tu y / huiré&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;de la gente que yo creía que me conocía&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Recordaré entonces quien eres tu&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Tu solias ser calmado / solias ser fuerte&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Solías ser generoso / pero deberías haber sabido / que se te&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Gastaría tu amabilidad / ahora ves&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Que silencioso que es/ estar solo&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt; Y estoy tan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de la tensión / harto de la rabia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de que actues como si te debiera algo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busca otro sitio / en el que alimentar tu avaricia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mientras yo busco un sitio para descansar/ estoy tan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de la tensión / harto de la rabia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de que actues como si te debiera algo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busca otro sitio / en el que alimentar tu avaricia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mientras yo busco un sitio para descansar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero estar en otro sitio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te odio cuando dices &amp;quot;no lo entiendes&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Verás que no es así)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero estar en la energia, no con el enemigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un sitio para mi cabeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Tú intentas arrebatarme lo mejor de mi&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Vete&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero estar en otro sitio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te odio cuando dices &amp;quot;no lo entiendes&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Verás que no es así)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero estar en la energia, no con el enemigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un lugar para mi cabeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;CALLA!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estoy tan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de la tensión / harto de la rabia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de que actues como si te debiera algo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busca otro sitio / en el que alimentar tu avaricia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mientras yo busco un sitio para descansar / estoy tan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de la tensión / harto de la rabia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harto de que actues como si te debiera algo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busca otro sitio / en el que alimentar tu avaricia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mientras yo busco un sitio para descansar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;u&gt;A place for my head - Linkin Park &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Traducción Libre)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=left&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letra original:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=2&gt;I watch how the&lt;br&gt;Moon sits in the sky / in the dark night&lt;br&gt;Shining with the light from the sun&lt;br&gt;The sun doesn't give / light to the moon assuming&lt;br&gt;The moon’s going to owe it one&lt;br&gt;It makes me think of how you act to me / You do&lt;br&gt;Favors and then rapidly / You just&lt;br&gt;Turn around and start asking me / about&lt;br&gt;Things you want back from me&lt;br&gt;I’m sick of the tension / sick of the hunger&lt;br&gt;Sick of you acting like I owe you this&lt;br&gt;Find another place / to feed your greed -&lt;br&gt;While I find a place to rest&lt;br&gt;I want to be in another place&lt;br&gt;I hate when you say you don’t understand&lt;br&gt;(You’ll see it's not meant to be)&lt;br&gt;I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy&lt;br&gt;A place for my head&lt;br&gt;Maybe someday I’ll be just like you / and&lt;br&gt;Step on people like you do and / Run&lt;br&gt;Away the people I thought I knew&lt;br&gt;I remember back then who you were&lt;br&gt;You used to be calm / used to be strong&lt;br&gt;Used to be generous / but you should’ve known / That you’d&lt;br&gt;Wear out your welcome / now you see&lt;br&gt;How quiet it is / all alone / I’m so&lt;br&gt;Sick of the tension / sick of the hunger&lt;br&gt;Sick of you acting like I owe you this&lt;br&gt;Find another place / to feed your greed -&lt;br&gt;While / I find a place to rest / I’m so&lt;br&gt;Sick of the tension / sick of the hunger&lt;br&gt;Sick of you acting like I owe you this&lt;br&gt;Find another place / to feed your greed -&lt;br&gt;While / I find a place to rest&lt;br&gt;You try to take the best of me&lt;br&gt;Go away&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4783249255123291231&amp;page=RSS%3a+Un+lugar+para+mi+cabeza&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=chrisredfield1984"&gt;</description><comments>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!816.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!816.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2005 15:14:04 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!816/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!816.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2005-11-01T15:48:14Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Insensible</title><link>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!775.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Insensible&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Incapaz, tan perdida...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;No puedo encontrar mi camino.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;He estado buscando, pero nunca he visto&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;un retorno, un retorno desde el engaño.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Porque como un niño a las rosas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;traté de entender lo que yo sentía.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Pero no puedo entenderme nunca más&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;porque sigo sientiéndome sola.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Sintiéndome tan impía.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Porque como un niño a las rosas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;traté de entender lo que yo sentía.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Y esta soledad&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;no me deja sola, oh no.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Estoy engañando a alguien,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;un camino desleal por el que vagar.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Engañando para respirar esto en secreto.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Silencio, este silencio que no puedo llevar&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Porque como un niño a las rosas,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;traté de entender lo que yo sentía.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Y esta soledad&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;no me deja sola, no.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Y esta soledad&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;no me deja sola, no.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Una mujer de guerra.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;Una mujer de guerra.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Traducción (bastante libre) de &amp;quot;Numb&amp;quot; de Portishead. Aquí abajo, la canción en la versión original:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif" size=1&gt;Unable so lost,&lt;br&gt;I can't find my way,&lt;br&gt;Been searching, but I have never seen,&lt;br&gt;A turning, a turning from deceit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;‘Cause the child roses like,&lt;br&gt;Try to reveal what I could feel,&lt;br&gt;I can't understand myself anymore,&lt;br&gt;‘Cause I'm still feeling lonely, &lt;br&gt;Feeling so unholy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;‘Cause the child roses like,&lt;br&gt;Try to reveal what I could feel,&lt;br&gt;And this loneliness,&lt;br&gt;It just won't leave me alone, oh no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm fooling somebody,&lt;br&gt;A faithless path to roam,&lt;br&gt;Deceiving to breath this secretly,&lt;br&gt;A silence, this silence I can't bear.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;‘Cause a child roses light,&lt;br&gt;Try to reveal what I could feel,&lt;br&gt;And this loneliness,&lt;br&gt;It just won't leave me alone, oh no,&lt;br&gt;And this loneliness,&lt;br&gt;It just won't leave me alone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A lady of war,&lt;br&gt;A lady of war.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4783249255123291231&amp;page=RSS%3a+Insensible&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=chrisredfield1984"&gt;</description><comments>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!775.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!775.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 18:35:21 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>7</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!775/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!775.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2005-10-17T18:37:52Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Harder To Breath - Maroon 5</title><link>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!594.entry</link><description>&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;font face=Verdana&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable&lt;br&gt;So condescending unnecessarily critical&lt;br&gt;I have the tendency of getting very physical&lt;br&gt;So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here&lt;br&gt;This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear&lt;br&gt;You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone&lt;br&gt;Not fit to funkin' tread the ground that I'm walking on&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;br&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;br&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;br&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams&lt;br&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head&lt;br&gt;You should know better you never listened to what I've said&lt;br&gt;Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat&lt;br&gt;Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;br&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;br&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;br&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams&lt;br&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does it kill&lt;br&gt;Does it burn&lt;br&gt;Is it painful to learn&lt;br&gt;That it's me that has all the control&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does it thrill&lt;br&gt;Does it sting&lt;br&gt;When you feel what I bring&lt;br&gt;And you wish that you had me to hold&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;br&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;br&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;br&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams&lt;br&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br&gt;is there anyone out there cuz its gettin harder and harder to breathe
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height=0 loop=infinite dynsrc="http://www.thailyrics.com/midi-lib/english/Maroon5_Harder-to-breathe.mid" width=0 border=0&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4783249255123291231&amp;page=RSS%3a+Harder+To+Breath+-+Maroon+5&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=chrisredfield1984"&gt;</description><comments>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!594.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!594.entry</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2005 18:48:52 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>11</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!594/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!594.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2005-07-28T18:48:52Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>La Fama Cuesta</title><link>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!544.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;Tengo k admitirlo... ¡¡me he enganxado a OT!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Me se de algunos (mejor dixo, alguna) k me va a decir &amp;quot;ya te vale&amp;quot;, pero no he podido evitarlo XD. Ya me gustaron las dos primeras ediciones y si a eso le sumas el tiempo libre k tengo ahora y k en Tele5 todo es más espectacular (y con más morbo de por medio), pos ale, ya esta todo hecho.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Y encima tb está él... Guillermo Martín... juas juas. Vale, si, es un creido, un pijo y parece k está todo el dia en la parra... lo se, pero eske es tan mono... Y como voz tb me gusta bastante...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Victor tb me cae muy bien, además de k el xaval este vale para estar encima de un escenario. Y de xica, pues hay varias k me gustan... como voz, Soraya. Como xica en si, Edurne. Y, sorprendentemente, me cae bien Monica (anke es iwal k Ainoa de OT2 :S:S:S).&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Y, como estaba hablando con Koo hace un rato, creo k este concurso se debe tomar como lo que es... un reality. No como una academia donde se valoran las voces a la hora de decidir kien es el ganador. Si no pusieran caras bonitas pasaria como en OT3, k seria un fracaso. Si kieres oir grandes voces, grandes canciones y grandes interpretaciones, este no es tu programa. Ahora, si kieres ver espectaculo, morbo, musica pegadiza y xicos y xicas majos... entonces si. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Aquí os dejo unas imagenes  de mi favorito XD&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://guillermo.ot.true-enough.org/foro/viewforum.php?f=8&amp;amp;sid=5b3da2a9c4e10275591f4cf3d918b346"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portalmix.com/triunfo/"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=3&gt;OT en Portal Mix&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=3&gt; &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ot.telecinco.es/"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=3&gt;OT en Telecinco&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=3&gt; 
&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://guillermo.ot.true-enough.org/foro/viewforum.php?f=8&amp;amp;sid=5b3da2a9c4e10275591f4cf3d918b346"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=3&gt;Foro de Guillermo Martín&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" size=3&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4783249255123291231&amp;page=RSS%3a+La+Fama+Cuesta&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=chrisredfield1984"&gt;</description><comments>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!544.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!544.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2005 20:29:44 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!544/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!544.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2005-07-18T20:42:40Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>With or Without You</title><link>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!418.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;(Si quereis escuchar la canción, solo esperad a que se cargue la página con el mp3 incluido ;) Si le dais a comentarios no saldrá) &lt;p&gt;See the stone set in your eyes&lt;br&gt;See the thorn twist in your side&lt;br&gt;I wait for you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sleight of hand and twist of fate&lt;br&gt;On a bed of nails she makes me wait&lt;br&gt;And I wait without you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Through the storm we reach the shore&lt;br&gt;You give it all but I want more&lt;br&gt;And I'm waiting for you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;I can't live&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br&gt;And you give&lt;br&gt;And you give&lt;br&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My hands are tied&lt;br&gt;My body bruised, she's got me with&lt;br&gt;Nothing to win and&lt;br&gt;Nothing left to lose&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br&gt;And you give&lt;br&gt;And you give&lt;br&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;I can't live&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;I can't live&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt;With or without you&lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;U2 &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width:10px;height:10px" height=10 dynsrc="http://onyx.yonsei.ac.kr/~n0n/music/U2-With Or Without You.mp3" width=10&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4783249255123291231&amp;page=RSS%3a+With+or+Without+You&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=chrisredfield1984"&gt;</description><comments>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!418.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!418.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2005 18:02:38 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>7</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!418/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!418.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2005-06-11T18:14:10Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Sunday Bloody Sunday</title><link>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!378.entry</link><description>&lt;div style="color:#525252"&gt;Yes...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can’t believe the news today&lt;br&gt;Oh, I can’t close my eyes and make it go away&lt;br&gt;How long...&lt;br&gt;How long must we sing this song? &lt;br&gt;How long? how long...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;’cause tonight...we can be as one&lt;br&gt;Tonight...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Broken bottles under children’s feet&lt;br&gt;Bodies strewn across the dead end street&lt;br&gt;But I won’t heed the battle call&lt;br&gt;It puts my back up&lt;br&gt;Puts my back up against the wall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday bloody sunday...)&lt;br&gt;(allright lets go!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the battle’s just begun&lt;br&gt;There’s many lost, but tell me who has won&lt;br&gt;The trench is dug within our hearts&lt;br&gt;And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How long...&lt;br&gt;How long must we sing this song? &lt;br&gt;How long? how long...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;’cause tonight...we can be as one&lt;br&gt;Tonight...&lt;br&gt;Tonight...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)&lt;br&gt;Tonight&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)&lt;br&gt;(come get some!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wipe the tears from your eyes&lt;br&gt;Wipe your tears away&lt;br&gt;Wipe your tears away&lt;br&gt;I wipe your tears away&lt;br&gt;(sunday, bloody sunday)&lt;br&gt;I wipe your blood shot eyes&lt;br&gt;(sunday, bloody sunday)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)&lt;br&gt;Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)&lt;br&gt;(here I come!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And it’s true we are immune&lt;br&gt;When fact is fiction and tv reality&lt;br&gt;And today the millions cry&lt;br&gt;We eat and drink while tomorrow they die&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The real battle yet begun (sunday, bloody sunday)&lt;br&gt;To claim the victory jesus won (sunday, bloody sunday)&lt;br&gt;On...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunday bloody sunday&lt;br&gt;Sunday bloody sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4783249255123291231&amp;page=RSS%3a+Sunday+Bloody+Sunday&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=chrisredfield1984"&gt;</description><comments>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!378.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!378.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2005 20:49:45 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>6</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!378/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://chrisredfield1984.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!BD9E7C252C3973A1!378.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2005-06-12T12:05:56Z</dcterms:modified></item></channel></rss>