Styx-"Come sail away"

"...I'm sailing away. Set an open course for the virgin sea, 'cause I've got to be free, free to face the life that's ahead of me. On board I'm the captain, so climb aboard. We'll search for tomorrow on every shore. And I'll try, oh Lord I'll try, to carry on. I look to the sea. Reflections in the waves spark my memory. Some happy, some sad. I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had. We lived happily forever, so the story goes, but somehow we missed out on the pot of gold. But we'll try best that we can to carry on..."

Del álbum "The grand illusion"

Porretas-"Y aún arde Madrid"

"...no es suficiente una canción para recordar aquellos años cuando Madrid era un descontrol, cuando el rock and roll no era un engaño. Recuerdo los buenos tiempos, recuerdo buenas historias y aún arde Madrid en mi memoria..."

Del álbum "Hortaleza"

Gotthard-"Break away"

"...how many times have I lied just to settle my soul? How many times have I lied to escape this black hole? Night after night, always darkness, I long for the light as I dive in an ocean of hope with no island in sight. [...] There is a story inside me waiting to unfold. An urge within to come out of this terrible cold. As I stop this illusion, a world of confusion inside. Venus release me, 'cos I'm on the verge to collide. [...] And all those voices around me, keep telling me: "No, there's no better place you can be than the one that you already know". But it's not in my nature, nor part of my plan, 'cos I'm born a gambler, I'll roll the dice straight out of my hand. Time to break away, face another day, find the courage to pull down the wall that's built around me. Time to break away and let come what may, drop the chains of that dull indecision and go all the way. This time I'll break away..."

Del álbum "Need to believe".

Andrés Calamaro-"Horizontes"

"...voy a buscar un horizonte por las ventanas rotas. Voy a buscarlo todos los días un poco. Voy a buscar mi horizonte. Tal vez no lo encuentre nunca. Sé que el horizonte es la distancia donde se pierde la mirada. Soy un anciano sin reencarnaciones para ir buscando horizontes. Un horizonte es para mirar y olvidar todos los males. Entre los vidrios rotos voy a seguir buscando. Entre los días tristes voy a seguir esperando encontrar el horizonte. Alrededor del final del paisaje, del final del mar, del final del campo, se puede ver el horizonte perfectamente..."

Del álbum "El salmón"