<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1121319625840528980</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:44:47.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Una luz cariñosa... !!</title><subtitle type='html'>la cual me brinda su calor...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enimik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1121319625840528980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enimik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Enayad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934962993544350935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1121319625840528980.post-5768049217999787994</id><published>2007-04-28T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:18:57.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenata encatada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjQcPUOV8WI/AAAAAAAAACE/mNl_7poEHhs/s1600-h/Travel_to_the_stars_p1_3_by_ketchup_suicide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjQcPUOV8WI/AAAAAAAAACE/mNl_7poEHhs/s320/Travel_to_the_stars_p1_3_by_ketchup_suicide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058699330896392546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Las constelaciones en el cielo brillan serenamente sobre mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Pero el recuerdo de aquel momento sigue regresando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;creo que esta noche no podré dormirme fácilmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;* Todo esto es demasiado repentino... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;¿Cómo puedo enfrentar todos estos nuevos sentimientos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ellos me hacen reír, ellos me hacen llorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;No puedo entenderlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Y todos mis sentimientos no pueden concentrarse en una sola persona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Me obligo a retenerlos con fuerza a mi corazón hasta que me duerma... *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sólo recordar las épocas de felicidad ilumina mi corazón de la nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Miro hacia arriba, a las estrellas, tratando de nombrar las que veo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;y mientras tanto me pregunto que estarás soñando esta noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;No me sorprende que no pueda dormir… Y aún ahora pienso que es verdad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;No me presiones desde el comienzo, no dejes que se desmorone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Todo esto es muy precioso para mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Las cosas de las que no estaban seguras.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;los sentimie&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ntos que descubrí y de los que no podía hablar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que estaré lista para hablar de ellos honestamente&lt;br /&gt;cuando llegue la mañana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1121319625840528980-5768049217999787994?l=enimik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enimik.blogspot.com/feeds/5768049217999787994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1121319625840528980&amp;postID=5768049217999787994' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1121319625840528980/posts/default/5768049217999787994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1121319625840528980/posts/default/5768049217999787994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enimik.blogspot.com/2007/04/serenata-encatada.html' title='Serenata encatada'/><author><name>Enayad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934962993544350935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjQcPUOV8WI/AAAAAAAAACE/mNl_7poEHhs/s72-c/Travel_to_the_stars_p1_3_by_ketchup_suicide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1121319625840528980.post-320420726051241399</id><published>2007-04-28T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:23:42.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♪ 30 seconds to mars ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjQdTUOV8YI/AAAAAAAAACU/YK5_bR1f3KM/s1600-h/40061409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjQdTUOV8YI/AAAAAAAAACU/YK5_bR1f3KM/s200/40061409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058700499127497090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♪ " From yesterday " ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;He's a stranger to some&lt;br /&gt;And a vision to none&lt;br /&gt;He can never get enough,&lt;br /&gt;Get enough of the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a fortune he'd quit&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard to admit&lt;br /&gt;How it ends and begins&lt;br /&gt;On his face is a map of the world, a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;On his face is a map of the world, a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday, it's coming!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday, no fear!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday, it calls him&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't want to write the message&lt;br /&gt;On a mountain, he sits,&lt;br /&gt;Not of gold but of shit&lt;br /&gt;Through the blood he can look,&lt;br /&gt;See the lives that he took&lt;br /&gt;From the count to the one&lt;br /&gt;Inside when he's done with the innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his face is a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;(A map of the world)&lt;br /&gt;On his face is a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;(A map of the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday, it's coming!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday, no fear!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday, it calls him&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't want to write the message (4x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his face is a map of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday,it's coming!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday, no fear!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday,it calls him!&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't want to write the message&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday,no fear!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't want to write the message! (3x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1121319625840528980-320420726051241399?l=enimik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enimik.blogspot.com/feeds/320420726051241399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1121319625840528980&amp;postID=320420726051241399' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1121319625840528980/posts/default/320420726051241399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1121319625840528980/posts/default/320420726051241399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enimik.blogspot.com/2007/04/30-seconds-to-mars.html' title='♪ 30 seconds to mars ♪'/><author><name>Enayad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934962993544350935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjQdTUOV8YI/AAAAAAAAACU/YK5_bR1f3KM/s72-c/40061409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1121319625840528980.post-8162118695845839799</id><published>2007-04-27T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:24:45.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♪ Afi ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjKcJUOV8MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_cA2U7uw4vA/s1600-h/info3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjKcJUOV8MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_cA2U7uw4vA/s200/info3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058277015352111298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;♪ " Love Like Winter " ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Warn your warmth to turn away,&lt;br /&gt;Here it's december,&lt;br /&gt;Everyday. [ small girlish echo: i love you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press your lips to the sculptures,&lt;br /&gt;And surely you'll stay. [distant: love like winter]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For of sugar and ice,&lt;br /&gt;I am made, i am made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the blood,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;I met my love before i was born.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted love,&lt;br /&gt;I taste of blood.&lt;br /&gt;He bit my lip, and drank my war,&lt;br /&gt;From years before, from years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She exhales vanilla lace*&lt;br /&gt;I barely dreamt her, yesterday.(echo: yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;Read the lines in the mirror through&lt;br /&gt;The lipstick trace: ('por siempre')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said: 'it seems you're somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;Far away, to his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the blood,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;I met my love before i was born.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted love,&lt;br /&gt;I taste of blood.&lt;br /&gt;She bit my lip, and drank my war,&lt;br /&gt;From years before, from years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love like winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love like winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the blood,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;I met my love before i was born.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted love,&lt;br /&gt;I taste of blood.&lt;br /&gt;He bit my lip, and drank my war,&lt;br /&gt;From years before, from years before.&lt;br /&gt;From years before.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1121319625840528980-8162118695845839799?l=enimik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enimik.blogspot.com/feeds/8162118695845839799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1121319625840528980&amp;postID=8162118695845839799' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1121319625840528980/posts/default/8162118695845839799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1121319625840528980/posts/default/8162118695845839799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enimik.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-like-winter.html' title='♪ Afi ♪'/><author><name>Enayad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03934962993544350935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Let0t7PjrG0/RjKcJUOV8MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_cA2U7uw4vA/s72-c/info3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
