La vida es un carnaval

odo aquel
que piensa que la vida es desigual
tiene que saber que no es así
Que la vida es una hemosura
Hay que vivirla.
Todo aquel
que piensa que esta solo
y que esta mal
tiene que saber que no es así
que en la vida no hay nadie solo
siempre hay alguien
Hay por que llorar
que la vida es un carnaval
y es mas bello vivir cantando hooo ooo
que la vida es un carnaval
y la penas se van cantando o o o o o
Todo aquelque piensa que la vida
siempre es cruel
tiene que saber que no es así
que tan solo hay momentos malos
y todo pasa
Todo aquel que piense
que esto nunca va a cambiar
tiene que saber que no es asi
que al mal tiempo buena cara
y todo cambia.
Hay por que llorar....rep.
Hay, no hay que llorar....rep.
Hay, por que llorar....rep.
Coro: Carnaval
Eh puede reir
coro: No hay que llorar
Para gozar
Coro: Carnaval
Para disfrutar
Coro: Hay que vivir cantando
Coro: Carnaval
La vida es un carnaval
Coro: No hay que llorar (bis)
Todos podemos cantar
Coro: Carnaval

Celia Cruz

if i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one would surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seem to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
(repeat)
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you

Peter, Bjorn & John

The house of rising sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

------ organ solo ------

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

The Animals

La Fiesta!!

Seguiré caminando
Seguiré esperando
aunque me duela amor
Algo que hacer alguien a quien amar
con quien contar y algo de esperanza
seguiré caminando
Seguiré sonando
aunque me duela

La fiesta que tengo,
la llevo aqui
la tengo
la llevo

Soy una llamita
quisiera ser hoguera
pà decirle al mundo,
legalicen la yerba
prohibido en los bares y en la calle
satelite marcando
lo que la gente hace

La mota del gordò en la calle Juarez
nos sube voland, làs luces del valle
arriba y abajo
la yoli y el Marco
Somos los lapina vamos avanzando

Para las mujeres sensibles
no hay mision imposible
prohibido instalarse
prohibido aparcarse
prohibido abusar

AMPARANOIA