<?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-38746710</id><updated>2012-01-29T08:05:45.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>fragmentos de letras de canciones</title><subtitle type='html'>Aquí encontrarás algunas de las mejores (para mi gusto) frases que pertenecen a diferentes canciones.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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>728</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3096437976831980991</id><published>2012-01-29T08:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T08:05:45.069+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrés Calamaro-"Corazón en venta"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1g6vL0fl3g/TyTvw1E3FhI/AAAAAAAAB6k/bwm9n38B508/s1600/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bpalacio%2Bde%2Blas%2Bflores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1g6vL0fl3g/TyTvw1E3FhI/AAAAAAAAB6k/bwm9n38B508/s320/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bpalacio%2Bde%2Blas%2Bflores.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702946650318116370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...se dice de mí que nunca vuelvo y siempre me estoy yendo a ningún lugar, que tengo que parar de navegar. Ya me di cuenta, me lo dijo mi corazón en venta..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "El palacio de las flores"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3096437976831980991?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3096437976831980991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3096437976831980991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3096437976831980991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3096437976831980991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/andres-calamaro-corazon-en-venta.html' title='Andrés Calamaro-&quot;Corazón en venta&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-S1g6vL0fl3g/TyTvw1E3FhI/AAAAAAAAB6k/bwm9n38B508/s72-c/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bpalacio%2Bde%2Blas%2Bflores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6188280401039145270</id><published>2012-01-22T09:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:07:13.624+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stratovarius-"Against the wind"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I_aGCjOx2Kc/TxvDrFhUnBI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/RgUL9B4QlcY/s1600/Stratovarius-Fourth%2Bdimension.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I_aGCjOx2Kc/TxvDrFhUnBI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/RgUL9B4QlcY/s320/Stratovarius-Fourth%2Bdimension.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700364898351225874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...once again I try to make things work facing all the power of society. Searching all the answers of the life, I'll never make it on my own. Was I meant to fail everytime? Seems to me that's my destiny. Is this all that's left to me, confusion and bad memories? But now my time has come, no more running in the dark. I want much more than this, I really want it all. Against the wind we run to every place under the sun. We've got so much power inside, we will never give up. Against the wind we go towards the new shore. Together we'll forget the sorrow, it's forever gone..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Fourth dimension"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6188280401039145270?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6188280401039145270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6188280401039145270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6188280401039145270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6188280401039145270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/stratovarius-against-wind.html' title='Stratovarius-&quot;Against the wind&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I_aGCjOx2Kc/TxvDrFhUnBI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/RgUL9B4QlcY/s72-c/Stratovarius-Fourth%2Bdimension.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7224496387352004231</id><published>2012-01-09T09:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:35:48.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkin Park-"Somewhere I belong"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPZPZriSUH0/Twqm1Iiza9I/AAAAAAAAB6M/v-0rM2U3Ldg/s1600/Linkin%2BPark-Meteora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPZPZriSUH0/Twqm1Iiza9I/AAAAAAAAB6M/v-0rM2U3Ldg/s320/Linkin%2BPark-Meteora.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695548110520150994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real. I wanna let go the pain I've felt so long. Erase all the pain 'till it's gone. I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real. I wanna find something I wanted all along, somewhere I belong..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Meteora"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7224496387352004231?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7224496387352004231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7224496387352004231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7224496387352004231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7224496387352004231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/linkin-park-somewhere-i-belong.html' title='Linkin Park-&quot;Somewhere I belong&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPZPZriSUH0/Twqm1Iiza9I/AAAAAAAAB6M/v-0rM2U3Ldg/s72-c/Linkin%2BPark-Meteora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3109168271815355916</id><published>2012-01-02T09:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T09:23:40.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunbury-"Las consecuencias"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zo7W7F1rrB0/TwFphdpwNqI/AAAAAAAAB6A/BUyMvUWsz6M/s1600/Bunbury-Las%2Bconsecuencias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zo7W7F1rrB0/TwFphdpwNqI/AAAAAAAAB6A/BUyMvUWsz6M/s320/Bunbury-Las%2Bconsecuencias.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692947427589371554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...la fe es un grave sufrimiento, es como amar a un extraño en vano, que no se presenta por mucho que uno llame desesperado..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Las consecuencias"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3109168271815355916?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3109168271815355916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3109168271815355916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3109168271815355916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3109168271815355916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2012/01/bunbury-las-consecuencias.html' title='Bunbury-&quot;Las consecuencias&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-zo7W7F1rrB0/TwFphdpwNqI/AAAAAAAAB6A/BUyMvUWsz6M/s72-c/Bunbury-Las%2Bconsecuencias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8695493863860437370</id><published>2011-12-25T10:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T10:18:30.752+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saurom-"Nebulosa"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLWMHHqdyb0/TvbqIfHrHAI/AAAAAAAAB50/osrSFxgJhRQ/s1600/Saurom-Maryam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLWMHHqdyb0/TvbqIfHrHAI/AAAAAAAAB50/osrSFxgJhRQ/s320/Saurom-Maryam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689992610742737922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...ya no importa quién seas, ni importan mis deseos. Tu sino ha sido escrito a hierro y fuego sobre un manto de seda que todos debemos cruzar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Maryam"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8695493863860437370?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8695493863860437370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8695493863860437370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8695493863860437370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8695493863860437370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/saurom-nebulosa.html' title='Saurom-&quot;Nebulosa&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-eLWMHHqdyb0/TvbqIfHrHAI/AAAAAAAAB50/osrSFxgJhRQ/s72-c/Saurom-Maryam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4101046732171350850</id><published>2011-12-18T10:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T10:10:05.538+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantera-"Yesterday don't mean a shit"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rALqomLtcfE/Tu2t2dMFaCI/AAAAAAAAB5o/SfHoKZF_mTk/s1600/Pantera-Yesterday%2Bdon%2527t%2Bmean%2Ba%2Bshit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rALqomLtcfE/Tu2t2dMFaCI/AAAAAAAAB5o/SfHoKZF_mTk/s320/Pantera-Yesterday%2Bdon%2527t%2Bmean%2Ba%2Bshit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687393055498659874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...there's nothing special about it. It's either there when you're born or not, gifted with talent or no big deal. Welcome to the death of a century. 'Cause yesterday don't mean a shit, what's over is over and nothing between. Yesterday don't mean a shit because tomorrow's the day you have to face. There's no rewinding time..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Reinventing the steel"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4101046732171350850?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4101046732171350850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4101046732171350850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4101046732171350850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4101046732171350850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/pantera-yesterday-dont-mean-shit.html' title='Pantera-&quot;Yesterday don&apos;t mean a shit&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rALqomLtcfE/Tu2t2dMFaCI/AAAAAAAAB5o/SfHoKZF_mTk/s72-c/Pantera-Yesterday%2Bdon%2527t%2Bmean%2Ba%2Bshit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1429124984174525189</id><published>2011-12-04T09:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:06:24.877+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotthard-"Unspoken words"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpKD6NL8Mk0/Ttsp79f4T8I/AAAAAAAAB5c/KdaTbO9APos/s1600/Gotthard-Need%2Bto%2Bbelieve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpKD6NL8Mk0/Ttsp79f4T8I/AAAAAAAAB5c/KdaTbO9APos/s320/Gotthard-Need%2Bto%2Bbelieve.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682181464955310018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...tonight, unspoken words. Inside something still hurts. Tonight, unspoken words. Next time I won't make the same mistake twice. Looking back on endless broken glass, cracks with every step I take. Can't get rid of shadows of the past. Out in the rain, just me to blame..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Need to believe"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1429124984174525189?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1429124984174525189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1429124984174525189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1429124984174525189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1429124984174525189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/12/gotthard-unspoken-words.html' title='Gotthard-&quot;Unspoken words&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-BpKD6NL8Mk0/Ttsp79f4T8I/AAAAAAAAB5c/KdaTbO9APos/s72-c/Gotthard-Need%2Bto%2Bbelieve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8502887572925730475</id><published>2011-11-26T09:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T09:51:45.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rolling Stones-"Beast of burden"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WSioPs15C14/TtConLpOgbI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/vDc32C9Osk4/s1600/The%2BRolling%2BStones-Some%2Bgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WSioPs15C14/TtConLpOgbI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/vDc32C9Osk4/s320/The%2BRolling%2BStones-Some%2Bgirls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679224521208267186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Am I hard enough? Am I rough enough? Am I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. I'll never be your beast of burden..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Some girls"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8502887572925730475?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8502887572925730475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8502887572925730475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8502887572925730475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8502887572925730475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/rolling-stones-beast-of-burden.html' title='The Rolling Stones-&quot;Beast of burden&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-WSioPs15C14/TtConLpOgbI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/vDc32C9Osk4/s72-c/The%2BRolling%2BStones-Some%2Bgirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-853238869890590946</id><published>2011-11-19T09:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T09:31:16.327+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stravaganzza-"Desilusión"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4D4EWm78UXc/TsdpR4xludI/AAAAAAAAB5E/8Wv4ntt56zY/s1600/Stravaganzza-Sentimientos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4D4EWm78UXc/TsdpR4xludI/AAAAAAAAB5E/8Wv4ntt56zY/s320/Stravaganzza-Sentimientos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676621611342870994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...es tal el eco del dolor, es tan vacío su interior. Me arrastra y nubla la razón, quizá merezcas mi perdón y el daño cure alguna vez..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Sentimientos"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-853238869890590946?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/853238869890590946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=853238869890590946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/853238869890590946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/853238869890590946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/stravaganzza-desilusion.html' title='Stravaganzza-&quot;Desilusión&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4D4EWm78UXc/TsdpR4xludI/AAAAAAAAB5E/8Wv4ntt56zY/s72-c/Stravaganzza-Sentimientos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7077605585065577948</id><published>2011-11-13T09:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T09:38:34.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Free-"Wishing well"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1XyVo-vkrs/Tr-B9Kh56QI/AAAAAAAAB44/3iEIMfKCYPg/s1600/Free-Heartbreaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1XyVo-vkrs/Tr-B9Kh56QI/AAAAAAAAB44/3iEIMfKCYPg/s320/Free-Heartbreaker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674396943308679426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...put up a fight you believe to be right and some day the sun will shine through. You've always got something to hide, something you just can't tell. And the only time you're satisfied is with your feet in the wishing well..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Heartbreaker"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7077605585065577948?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7077605585065577948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7077605585065577948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7077605585065577948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7077605585065577948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/free-wishing-well.html' title='Free-&quot;Wishing well&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-V1XyVo-vkrs/Tr-B9Kh56QI/AAAAAAAAB44/3iEIMfKCYPg/s72-c/Free-Heartbreaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4303311744802080890</id><published>2011-11-05T08:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T08:44:25.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosendo-"La verdad vencida"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIzq_3SokGI/TrTpVdxUbMI/AAAAAAAAB4s/em17fiCxF8Q/s1600/Rosendo-El%2Bend%25C3%25A9mico%2Bembustero%2By%2Bel%2Bincauto%2Bpertinaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIzq_3SokGI/TrTpVdxUbMI/AAAAAAAAB4s/em17fiCxF8Q/s320/Rosendo-El%2Bend%25C3%25A9mico%2Bembustero%2By%2Bel%2Bincauto%2Bpertinaz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671414385744309442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...vas de la mano de la verdad vencida, son las secuelas de que la vida estira..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "El endémico embustero y el incauto pertinaz"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4303311744802080890?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4303311744802080890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4303311744802080890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4303311744802080890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4303311744802080890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/11/rosendo-la-verdad-vencida.html' title='Rosendo-&quot;La verdad vencida&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIzq_3SokGI/TrTpVdxUbMI/AAAAAAAAB4s/em17fiCxF8Q/s72-c/Rosendo-El%2Bend%25C3%25A9mico%2Bembustero%2By%2Bel%2Bincauto%2Bpertinaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7179883582508326630</id><published>2011-10-31T07:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T07:40:42.085+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Metallica-"Until it sleeps"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJJqJyjMXlo/Tq5C4qaEHeI/AAAAAAAAB4g/HtQ7Cz-g2ew/s1600/Metallica-Load.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJJqJyjMXlo/Tq5C4qaEHeI/AAAAAAAAB4g/HtQ7Cz-g2ew/s320/Metallica-Load.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669542522129751522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...where do I take this pain of mine? I run but it stays right by my side. So tear me open and pour me out, there's things inside that scream and shout, and the pain still hates me, so hold me until it sleeps. Just like the curse, just like the stray, you feed it once and now it stays. So tear me open but beware, there's things inside without a care and the dirt still stains me, so wash me until I'm clean..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Load"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7179883582508326630?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7179883582508326630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7179883582508326630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7179883582508326630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7179883582508326630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/10/metallica-until-it-sleeps.html' title='Metallica-&quot;Until it sleeps&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-DJJqJyjMXlo/Tq5C4qaEHeI/AAAAAAAAB4g/HtQ7Cz-g2ew/s72-c/Metallica-Load.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2102553660524445674</id><published>2011-10-23T09:22:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T09:27:36.924+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Megadeth-"In my darkest hour"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB1SZaQetwg/TqPBr6gRaxI/AAAAAAAAB4U/gxID3EcpQ1U/s1600/Megadeth-In%2Bmy%2Bdarkest%2Bhour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB1SZaQetwg/TqPBr6gRaxI/AAAAAAAAB4U/gxID3EcpQ1U/s320/Megadeth-In%2Bmy%2Bdarkest%2Bhour.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666585716345367314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...in my hour of need, no, you're not there. And though I reached out for you, you wouldn't lend a hand. Through the darkest hour grace did not shine on me. Feels so cold, very cold, no one cares for me. Did you ever think I'd get lonely? Did you ever think that I needed love? Did you ever think? Stop thinking. You're the only one that I'm thinking of. You'll never know how hard I tried to find my space and satisfy you too..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "So far, so good... so what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2102553660524445674?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2102553660524445674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2102553660524445674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2102553660524445674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2102553660524445674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/10/megadeth-in-my-darkest-hour.html' title='Megadeth-&quot;In my darkest hour&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB1SZaQetwg/TqPBr6gRaxI/AAAAAAAAB4U/gxID3EcpQ1U/s72-c/Megadeth-In%2Bmy%2Bdarkest%2Bhour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6516286318080358279</id><published>2011-10-16T09:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T09:53:54.874+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aura Dione-"Little Louie"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYQ4jZf-G3A/TpqNe7qXlgI/AAAAAAAAB4I/EfuePaxjA1k/s1600/Aura%2BDione-Columbine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYQ4jZf-G3A/TpqNe7qXlgI/AAAAAAAAB4I/EfuePaxjA1k/s320/Aura%2BDione-Columbine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663995043922810370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...what is a house when it's no longer a home? What is a room when there are no walls? How do you know when you're safe?..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Columbine"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6516286318080358279?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6516286318080358279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6516286318080358279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6516286318080358279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6516286318080358279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/10/aura-dione-little-louie.html' title='Aura Dione-&quot;Little Louie&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-HYQ4jZf-G3A/TpqNe7qXlgI/AAAAAAAAB4I/EfuePaxjA1k/s72-c/Aura%2BDione-Columbine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4784078263288520641</id><published>2011-10-08T08:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T08:01:44.028+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saurom Lamderth-"El arquero del rey"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyHznJrtfxg/To_nQxVFUXI/AAAAAAAAB4A/FjnpdevKPEk/s1600/Saurom%2BLamderth-El%2Bguardi%25C3%25A1n%2Bde%2Blas%2Bmelod%25C3%25ADas%2Bperdidas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyHznJrtfxg/To_nQxVFUXI/AAAAAAAAB4A/FjnpdevKPEk/s320/Saurom%2BLamderth-El%2Bguardi%25C3%25A1n%2Bde%2Blas%2Bmelod%25C3%25ADas%2Bperdidas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660997531933692274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...el paraíso no es así como te contaron. ¡Ya ves! ¡Muévete!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "El guardián de las melodías perdidas"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4784078263288520641?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4784078263288520641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4784078263288520641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4784078263288520641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4784078263288520641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/10/saurom-lamderth-el-arquero-del-rey.html' title='Saurom Lamderth-&quot;El arquero del rey&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyHznJrtfxg/To_nQxVFUXI/AAAAAAAAB4A/FjnpdevKPEk/s72-c/Saurom%2BLamderth-El%2Bguardi%25C3%25A1n%2Bde%2Blas%2Bmelod%25C3%25ADas%2Bperdidas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1803015089384164973</id><published>2011-10-01T09:11:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T09:18:32.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Suaves-"Adiós, adiós"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6Z_NNwmBkg/Toa-xFIivqI/AAAAAAAAB34/zfVKAHlFRaU/s1600/Los%2BSuaves-Adi%25C3%25B3s%2Badi%25C3%25B3s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6Z_NNwmBkg/Toa-xFIivqI/AAAAAAAAB34/zfVKAHlFRaU/s320/Los%2BSuaves-Adi%25C3%25B3s%2Badi%25C3%25B3s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658419732238483106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...hoy adiós es un grito que quiere decir bienvenido. Llegó el momento más sombrío, justo antes de que rompa el alba. Te contaré mil recuerdos tal como cuentan los mendigos sus monedas y lágrimas las tardes de un otoño frío. [...] No quiso esta vez el diablo intentar comprarme el alma. Hasta mi ángel de la guarda ha empeñado ayer sus alas. Caen desgracias como rayos en este mundo loco y perdido. Yo, que nunca quise estar solo, tengo la soledad por amigo. Pero ya se arrancó la puerta, he cerrado los postigos. Me voy sin estar de vuelta, feliz como un asesino, con el alma polvorienta, con el corazón vacío. Mi agenda ya está desierta con mis deseos perdidos. [...] Trapos negros en las ventanas, cortinas, mi casa han vestido. El carguero de mis sueños se hundió en el mar perdido un día dulce de lluvia triste, un día bueno para ser vivido. He fingido ser feliz para llegar al fin del libro. ¡Adiós, adiós!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Adiós, adiós"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1803015089384164973?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1803015089384164973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1803015089384164973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1803015089384164973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1803015089384164973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/10/los-suaves-adios-adios.html' title='Los Suaves-&quot;Adiós, adiós&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-R6Z_NNwmBkg/Toa-xFIivqI/AAAAAAAAB34/zfVKAHlFRaU/s72-c/Los%2BSuaves-Adi%25C3%25B3s%2Badi%25C3%25B3s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1292073256010279930</id><published>2011-09-29T07:11:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T07:17:22.467+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrés Calamaro-"Lo que nunca se olvida"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weSHV8TZ1tk/ToP_Xn0FjoI/AAAAAAAAB3w/7xYakgsljsY/s1600/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weSHV8TZ1tk/ToP_Xn0FjoI/AAAAAAAAB3w/7xYakgsljsY/s320/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657646338196999810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...qué difícil es rescatar la voz de un recuerdo, pero hay veces que ahí está como si fuera el día. Yo sé que siempre hay algo que no podemos olvidar, son esas cosas que ni siquiera el tiempo borrará. La felicidad es casi imposible recuperarla, todo lo que fue dolor siempre acude a la memoria..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "El salmón"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1292073256010279930?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1292073256010279930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1292073256010279930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1292073256010279930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1292073256010279930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/09/andres-calamaro-lo-que-nunca-se-olvida.html' title='Andrés Calamaro-&quot;Lo que nunca se olvida&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-weSHV8TZ1tk/ToP_Xn0FjoI/AAAAAAAAB3w/7xYakgsljsY/s72-c/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6186435569652525017</id><published>2011-09-24T09:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T09:23:49.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunbury-"Porque las cosas cambian"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6a0yd_vnVZU/Tn2FgjlIfOI/AAAAAAAAB3o/djyQE1BRrqI/s1600/Bunbury-Hellville%2BDeluxe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6a0yd_vnVZU/Tn2FgjlIfOI/AAAAAAAAB3o/djyQE1BRrqI/s320/Bunbury-Hellville%2BDeluxe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655823501400505570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...porque sabemos agradecer a pesar de lo vivido. Porque de todo comienza a ser ya mucho tiempo. Porque quien encontró el amor no lo buscaba tanto. Porque las cosas cambian. [...] Porque emprendemos nuevos viajes extraordinarios. Porque perdimos el equipaje con nuestras rutinas. Porque la ruina trajo consigo, y de la mano, las musas. Y porque me dejo querer por ti. Estas son mis credenciales, no hay males que duren más que yo, y prefiero cantar rock and roll donde conviene estar callado..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Hellville deluxe"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6186435569652525017?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6186435569652525017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6186435569652525017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6186435569652525017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6186435569652525017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/09/bunbury-porque-las-cosas-cambian.html' title='Bunbury-&quot;Porque las cosas cambian&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6a0yd_vnVZU/Tn2FgjlIfOI/AAAAAAAAB3o/djyQE1BRrqI/s72-c/Bunbury-Hellville%2BDeluxe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1785459220624080701</id><published>2011-09-17T08:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T08:56:25.671+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Floyd-"Wish you were here"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4zT76JeElw/TnREj9-sZLI/AAAAAAAAB3g/Y1zp3sxkIqY/s1600/Pink%2BFloyd-Wish%2Byou%2Bwere%2Bhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4zT76JeElw/TnREj9-sZLI/AAAAAAAAB3g/Y1zp3sxkIqY/s320/Pink%2BFloyd-Wish%2Byou%2Bwere%2Bhere.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653218816980444338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Wish you were here"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1785459220624080701?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1785459220624080701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1785459220624080701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1785459220624080701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1785459220624080701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/09/pink-floyd-wish-you-were-here.html' title='Pink Floyd-&quot;Wish you were here&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4zT76JeElw/TnREj9-sZLI/AAAAAAAAB3g/Y1zp3sxkIqY/s72-c/Pink%2BFloyd-Wish%2Byou%2Bwere%2Bhere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3601999294232289501</id><published>2011-09-11T07:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T08:03:04.725+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Theater-"Sacrificed sons"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dquex7Jn5e0/TmxPFaxyMPI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/-xfEKNbfA5o/s1600/Dream%2BTheater-Octavarium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dquex7Jn5e0/TmxPFaxyMPI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/-xfEKNbfA5o/s320/Dream%2BTheater-Octavarium.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650978586949202162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...scriptures they heed have misled them, all praise their sacrificed sons. [...] Words they preach, I can't relate if God's true love are acts of hate..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Octavarium"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3601999294232289501?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3601999294232289501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3601999294232289501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3601999294232289501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3601999294232289501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/09/dream-theater-sacrificed-sons.html' title='Dream Theater-&quot;Sacrificed sons&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dquex7Jn5e0/TmxPFaxyMPI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/-xfEKNbfA5o/s72-c/Dream%2BTheater-Octavarium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6312549605092349058</id><published>2011-09-10T10:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T10:17:14.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Khael-"Momentos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3WvIUgkJBQ/TmsdBkr2pQI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/-jZCb9dYyB8/s1600/Khael-Dualidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3WvIUgkJBQ/TmsdBkr2pQI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/-jZCb9dYyB8/s320/Khael-Dualidad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650642070331106562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...no dejes de mirar de frente sin pensar en recuerdos que perecen. A veces has de estar dispuesto a deshojar las flores que más huelen. Camina sin temblar, sin miedo, sin dudar. Deslízate hasta allí donde te inspires y ya no dejes de escuchar lo que el viento dirá. Susurros y lamentos en tu cielo. Busca entre las estrellas algo que te haga suspirar. Siente cómo te quema la magia que te eleva. [...] Echa ya a volar tu canción. Liberar de una vez tu sentir. Evasión, evasión del sufrir, y poder decidir por ti..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Dualidad"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6312549605092349058?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6312549605092349058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6312549605092349058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6312549605092349058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6312549605092349058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/09/khael-momentos.html' title='Khael-&quot;Momentos&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3WvIUgkJBQ/TmsdBkr2pQI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/-jZCb9dYyB8/s72-c/Khael-Dualidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1978260154816243419</id><published>2011-09-03T09:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T09:58:06.063+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eco-"Tatuaje"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZrnYH3zwm4/TmHeBqfDGRI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j-iujs7glik/s1600/Eco-R%25C3%25A9plica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZrnYH3zwm4/TmHeBqfDGRI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j-iujs7glik/s320/Eco-R%25C3%25A9plica.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648039527865063698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...si pudiera recordar el sabor de tus labios no tendría que buscarlo en otro vaso de soledad, tan grande como el mar, tan lleno de nada..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Réplica"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1978260154816243419?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1978260154816243419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1978260154816243419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1978260154816243419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1978260154816243419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/09/eco-tatuaje.html' title='Eco-&quot;Tatuaje&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-yZrnYH3zwm4/TmHeBqfDGRI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j-iujs7glik/s72-c/Eco-R%25C3%25A9plica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7392433479330957612</id><published>2011-08-27T08:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T08:38:01.377+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Asfalto-"El emigrante"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wq-QEfVYfuE/TliQxHDjhAI/AAAAAAAAB3A/5iWbmDcSV3A/s1600/Asfalto-Asfalto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wq-QEfVYfuE/TliQxHDjhAI/AAAAAAAAB3A/5iWbmDcSV3A/s320/Asfalto-Asfalto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645421306290865154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...sin libertad no podía soñar. Quería que su tierra fuera su hogar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Asfalto"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7392433479330957612?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7392433479330957612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7392433479330957612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7392433479330957612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7392433479330957612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/08/asfalto-el-emigrante.html' title='Asfalto-&quot;El emigrante&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wq-QEfVYfuE/TliQxHDjhAI/AAAAAAAAB3A/5iWbmDcSV3A/s72-c/Asfalto-Asfalto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2344576488240453033</id><published>2011-08-21T10:38:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T10:40:38.945+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosendo-"No me apetece"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-0avVwCZOg/TlDEg-AOrmI/AAAAAAAAB24/yY8r-pYAhz4/s1600/Rosendo-La%2Btortuga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-0avVwCZOg/TlDEg-AOrmI/AAAAAAAAB24/yY8r-pYAhz4/s320/Rosendo-La%2Btortuga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643226403774049890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...porque dudar es andar para atrás, porque me tengo a flote, porque me pica la curiosidad y me conducen las preferencias, porque el dolor es compensación cuando te acabas por dar de frente, porque no estoy sino que voy allá, porque decido mi propia confusión. Soy uno más del otro pabellón, no me apetece que me separen de ti, no se lo merecen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "La tortuga"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2344576488240453033?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2344576488240453033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2344576488240453033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2344576488240453033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2344576488240453033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/08/rosendo-no-me-apetece.html' title='Rosendo-&quot;No me apetece&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-0avVwCZOg/TlDEg-AOrmI/AAAAAAAAB24/yY8r-pYAhz4/s72-c/Rosendo-La%2Btortuga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8338221149891679728</id><published>2011-08-06T08:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T08:32:02.601+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Theater-"Constant motion"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPk1HIUFYm4/Tjzf3igvwrI/AAAAAAAAB2w/lBE039IEj3w/s1600/Dream%2BTheater-Systematic%2Bchaos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPk1HIUFYm4/Tjzf3igvwrI/AAAAAAAAB2w/lBE039IEj3w/s320/Dream%2BTheater-Systematic%2Bchaos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637626978810970802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...no matter what I've found, I never can get enough. [...] My wheels in constant motion. Spinning round and round it goes. I can't let up, I can't let go. Can't stop this flame from burning, can't stop the wheels from turning..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Constant motion"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8338221149891679728?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8338221149891679728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8338221149891679728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8338221149891679728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8338221149891679728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/08/dream-theater-constant-motion.html' title='Dream Theater-&quot;Constant motion&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPk1HIUFYm4/Tjzf3igvwrI/AAAAAAAAB2w/lBE039IEj3w/s72-c/Dream%2BTheater-Systematic%2Bchaos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-5230942021865914579</id><published>2011-07-31T08:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T09:00:40.288+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Styx-"Come sail away"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYUrwxz-BYg/TjT9ki-57iI/AAAAAAAAB2o/NJi_vKLZO0s/s1600/Styx-The%2Bgrand%2Billusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYUrwxz-BYg/TjT9ki-57iI/AAAAAAAAB2o/NJi_vKLZO0s/s320/Styx-The%2Bgrand%2Billusion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635407838055099938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...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..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "The grand illusion"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-5230942021865914579?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5230942021865914579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=5230942021865914579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5230942021865914579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5230942021865914579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/07/styx-come-sail-away.html' title='Styx-&quot;Come sail away&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYUrwxz-BYg/TjT9ki-57iI/AAAAAAAAB2o/NJi_vKLZO0s/s72-c/Styx-The%2Bgrand%2Billusion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4666249264457204815</id><published>2011-07-23T08:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:58:53.421+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Porretas-"Y aún arde Madrid"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOMIJR9pkcE/TipxIUJ38EI/AAAAAAAAB2g/G6FUY6WFIIM/s1600/Porretas-Hortaleza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOMIJR9pkcE/TipxIUJ38EI/AAAAAAAAB2g/G6FUY6WFIIM/s320/Porretas-Hortaleza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632438671643242562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...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..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Hortaleza"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4666249264457204815?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4666249264457204815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4666249264457204815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4666249264457204815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4666249264457204815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/07/porretas-y-aun-arde-madrid.html' title='Porretas-&quot;Y aún arde Madrid&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-AOMIJR9pkcE/TipxIUJ38EI/AAAAAAAAB2g/G6FUY6WFIIM/s72-c/Porretas-Hortaleza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-440838839654873991</id><published>2011-07-09T08:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T08:12:18.513+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotthard-"Break away"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Mg87qRacy0/ThfxPmbl6II/AAAAAAAAB2Y/DksR8-TiFL0/s1600/Gotthard-Need%2Bto%2Bbelieve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Mg87qRacy0/ThfxPmbl6II/AAAAAAAAB2Y/DksR8-TiFL0/s320/Gotthard-Need%2Bto%2Bbelieve.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627231509739333762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...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..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Need to believe".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-440838839654873991?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/440838839654873991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=440838839654873991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/440838839654873991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/440838839654873991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/07/gotthard-break-away.html' title='Gotthard-&quot;Break away&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/--Mg87qRacy0/ThfxPmbl6II/AAAAAAAAB2Y/DksR8-TiFL0/s72-c/Gotthard-Need%2Bto%2Bbelieve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3626743655812921494</id><published>2011-07-03T07:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T08:05:04.114+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrés Calamaro-"Horizontes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UitPvU5yawg/ThAGazg9I2I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/cDcO8uST9RM/s1600/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UitPvU5yawg/ThAGazg9I2I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/cDcO8uST9RM/s320/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625002992160547682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...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..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "El salmón"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3626743655812921494?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3626743655812921494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3626743655812921494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3626743655812921494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3626743655812921494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/07/andres-calamaro-horizontes.html' title='Andrés Calamaro-&quot;Horizontes&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-UitPvU5yawg/ThAGazg9I2I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/cDcO8uST9RM/s72-c/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6534180642343965905</id><published>2011-06-25T09:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T09:31:17.262+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunbury-"El extranjero"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkiK4LcfImE/TgWOu75M7NI/AAAAAAAAB2I/_7AFQkCuKo8/s1600/Bunbury-Peque%25C3%25B1o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MkiK4LcfImE/TgWOu75M7NI/AAAAAAAAB2I/_7AFQkCuKo8/s320/Bunbury-Peque%25C3%25B1o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622056646844673234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...una barca me espera en el puerto, no sé dónde me ha de llevar. No ando buscando grandeza, solo esta tristeza deseo curar. Me marcho y no pienso en la vuelta, tampoco me apena lo que dejo atrás. Solo sé que lo que me queda en un solo bolsillo lo puedo llevar [...] Porque allá donde voy me llaman el extranjero, donde quiera que estoy el extranjero me siento..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Pequeño"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6534180642343965905?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6534180642343965905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6534180642343965905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6534180642343965905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6534180642343965905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/bunbury-el-extranjero.html' title='Bunbury-&quot;El extranjero&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-MkiK4LcfImE/TgWOu75M7NI/AAAAAAAAB2I/_7AFQkCuKo8/s72-c/Bunbury-Peque%25C3%25B1o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1173200201508056339</id><published>2011-06-23T08:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:27:47.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen-"Under pressure"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml8sghQAQx0/TgLc1UVr_gI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Q4Ku_1cH4Hw/s1600/Queen-Hot%2Bspace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml8sghQAQx0/TgLc1UVr_gI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Q4Ku_1cH4Hw/s320/Queen-Hot%2Bspace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621298093462650370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...these are the days it never rains but it pours. People on streets. It's the terror of knowing what this world is about, watching some good friends screaming: "Let me out!" [...] insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking. Can't we give ourselves one more chance?..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Hot space"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1173200201508056339?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1173200201508056339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1173200201508056339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1173200201508056339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1173200201508056339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/queen-under-pressure.html' title='Queen-&quot;Under pressure&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-Ml8sghQAQx0/TgLc1UVr_gI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Q4Ku_1cH4Hw/s72-c/Queen-Hot%2Bspace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2098460485301704940</id><published>2011-06-18T09:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T09:47:11.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorpions-"Holiday"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsa9LQCTu74/TfxX5zGISgI/AAAAAAAAB14/VyR0_46vkas/s1600/Scorpions-Lovedrive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsa9LQCTu74/TfxX5zGISgI/AAAAAAAAB14/VyR0_46vkas/s320/Scorpions-Lovedrive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619463085531613698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...let me take you far away, you'd like a holiday. Exchange the cold days for the sun, a good time and fun. Exchange the troubles for some love wherever you are. Longing for the sun you will come to the island without name. Longing for the sun, be welcome on the island many miles away from home..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Lovedrive"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2098460485301704940?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2098460485301704940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2098460485301704940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2098460485301704940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2098460485301704940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/scorpions-holiday.html' title='Scorpions-&quot;Holiday&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsa9LQCTu74/TfxX5zGISgI/AAAAAAAAB14/VyR0_46vkas/s72-c/Scorpions-Lovedrive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7488788918004234937</id><published>2011-06-11T09:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T09:45:26.417+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Miguel Ríos-"Girar y girar"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMq1wXoN71Q/TfMdEM3s1fI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ayx7zaSNkFo/s1600/Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos-Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos%2By%2Blas%2Bestrellas%2Bdel%2Brock%2Blatino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMq1wXoN71Q/TfMdEM3s1fI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ayx7zaSNkFo/s320/Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos-Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos%2By%2Blas%2Bestrellas%2Bdel%2Brock%2Blatino.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616865118272673266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...llevo en el equipaje las cuentas pendientes que tengo conmigo, un alma devota de las carreteras y un sueño reciente que aún no he vivido. La vida es mi mejor coartada, tu corazón mi recompensa. Confieso que perdí batallas pero aún no se acabó esta guerra. Girar y parar y luego girar, sacudirle el polvo a la chistera, robarle el tiempo a la cartera. Girar y girar y luego parar antes de regresar al punto de partida, al sur de mi nostalgia detenida..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Miguel Ríos y las estrellas del rock latino"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7488788918004234937?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7488788918004234937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7488788918004234937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7488788918004234937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7488788918004234937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/miguel-rios-girar-y-girar.html' title='Miguel Ríos-&quot;Girar y girar&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMq1wXoN71Q/TfMdEM3s1fI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ayx7zaSNkFo/s72-c/Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos-Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos%2By%2Blas%2Bestrellas%2Bdel%2Brock%2Blatino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8238123142303815094</id><published>2011-06-04T08:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T08:57:45.589+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anathema-"Dreaming light"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mM7gGo4WErI/TenXXY1qVnI/AAAAAAAAB1o/Lh7L_ca7CwU/s1600/Anathema-We%2527re%2Bhere%2Bbecause%2Bwe%2527re%2Bhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mM7gGo4WErI/TenXXY1qVnI/AAAAAAAAB1o/Lh7L_ca7CwU/s320/Anathema-We%2527re%2Bhere%2Bbecause%2Bwe%2527re%2Bhere.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614255207298520690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...so live your dream beneath the northern horizon. Be at peace, set your heart in flight again, for the light is truth, the light is you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "We're here because we're here"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8238123142303815094?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8238123142303815094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8238123142303815094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8238123142303815094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8238123142303815094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/anathema-dreaming-light.html' title='Anathema-&quot;Dreaming light&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-mM7gGo4WErI/TenXXY1qVnI/AAAAAAAAB1o/Lh7L_ca7CwU/s72-c/Anathema-We%2527re%2Bhere%2Bbecause%2Bwe%2527re%2Bhere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1962056258249958452</id><published>2011-06-02T09:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T09:12:23.622+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aura Dione-"Something from nothing"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6YxW6FDGDg/Tec3zPVThxI/AAAAAAAAB1c/MbgCBEWo-9k/s1600/Aura%2BDione-Columbine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6YxW6FDGDg/Tec3zPVThxI/AAAAAAAAB1c/MbgCBEWo-9k/s320/Aura%2BDione-Columbine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613516813969360658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...if I could give you something from empty space I would use my voice to put a smile on your face. Making something from nothing is what I do, and I will give it to you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Columbine"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1962056258249958452?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1962056258249958452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1962056258249958452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1962056258249958452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1962056258249958452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/06/aura-dione-something-from-nothing.html' title='Aura Dione-&quot;Something from nothing&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-o6YxW6FDGDg/Tec3zPVThxI/AAAAAAAAB1c/MbgCBEWo-9k/s72-c/Aura%2BDione-Columbine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6080009172209102862</id><published>2011-05-29T07:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T07:51:34.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Suaves-"Cuando los sueños se van"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_g_rYT0Xuk/TeHeX3fzmxI/AAAAAAAAB1U/Cz_RiUFdO18/s1600/Los%2BSuaves-Adi%25C3%25B3s%2Badi%25C3%25B3s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_g_rYT0Xuk/TeHeX3fzmxI/AAAAAAAAB1U/Cz_RiUFdO18/s320/Los%2BSuaves-Adi%25C3%25B3s%2Badi%25C3%25B3s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612011112296061714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...¿cómo se puede ser un soñador en estos tiempos de hierro en que nada pasa, nada sucede, nada se va ni nada viene? ¿Cómo se puede soportar el sol cuando regresa de su destierro destrozando la noche y el sueño, destrozando la niebla y el viento? Ese viento que pasa las hojas del libro en el que está escrito nuestro destino. No tengas afanes, amigo, pues el día se los lleva. Los acarrea todos al abismo que viaja conmigo. ¿Cómo es posible que el mundo sea esto? ¿Cómo es posible que nadie te cuente ni te diga que son los sueños los que soportan la vida, que no se puede seguir viviendo sin ellos? Y se van, y se van, y se van. ¿Qué hacer cuando los sueños se van? Llevo un montón de años muerto sin darme cuenta. Nunca supe la diferencia entre el infierno y el cielo. En el pecado encontré el castigo y la penitencia. Ahora busco el sueño desde que me despierto..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Adiós, adiós"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6080009172209102862?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6080009172209102862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6080009172209102862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6080009172209102862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6080009172209102862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/los-suaves-cuando-los-suenos-se-van.html' title='Los Suaves-&quot;Cuando los sueños se van&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_g_rYT0Xuk/TeHeX3fzmxI/AAAAAAAAB1U/Cz_RiUFdO18/s72-c/Los%2BSuaves-Adi%25C3%25B3s%2Badi%25C3%25B3s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1835182493929178237</id><published>2011-05-22T08:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T08:25:06.977+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ñu-"Galeras"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FY2IxZNlDgI/TdisLB0oIbI/AAAAAAAAB1M/xPJ0Sp4rBb4/s1600/%25C3%2591u-Dos%2Ba%25C3%25B1os%2Bde%2Bdestierro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FY2IxZNlDgI/TdisLB0oIbI/AAAAAAAAB1M/xPJ0Sp4rBb4/s320/%25C3%2591u-Dos%2Ba%25C3%25B1os%2Bde%2Bdestierro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609422641357660594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...si movemos los remos llegaremos allí donde nos quieren llevar. Si paramos la máquina y empezamos el motín, estamos a medio mar. Extraño viento. ¿Dónde nos puede llevar? Viento de motín, tiempo de motín..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Dos años de destierro"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1835182493929178237?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1835182493929178237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1835182493929178237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1835182493929178237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1835182493929178237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/nu-galeras.html' title='Ñu-&quot;Galeras&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-FY2IxZNlDgI/TdisLB0oIbI/AAAAAAAAB1M/xPJ0Sp4rBb4/s72-c/%25C3%2591u-Dos%2Ba%25C3%25B1os%2Bde%2Bdestierro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7577048949930092325</id><published>2011-05-16T18:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:45:58.112+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Loquillo y los Trogloditas-"Canción del valor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILZF6wIP1gw/TdFUu2lxubI/AAAAAAAAB1E/p1nwzh-Z8mI/s1600/Loquillo%2By%2Blos%2BTrogloditas-Hermanos%2Bde%2Bsangre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILZF6wIP1gw/TdFUu2lxubI/AAAAAAAAB1E/p1nwzh-Z8mI/s320/Loquillo%2By%2Blos%2BTrogloditas-Hermanos%2Bde%2Bsangre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607356174957656498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...y si tú quieres tocar todo el cielo, en la tierra debes tener los pies. Porque nadie tiene lo que debe, porque nadie busca lo que quiere. No sé si sabes que el poeta mejor se muere por decir una palabra soez..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Hermanos de sangre"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7577048949930092325?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7577048949930092325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7577048949930092325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7577048949930092325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7577048949930092325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/loquillo-y-los-trogloditas-cancion-del.html' title='Loquillo y los Trogloditas-&quot;Canción del valor&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ILZF6wIP1gw/TdFUu2lxubI/AAAAAAAAB1E/p1nwzh-Z8mI/s72-c/Loquillo%2By%2Blos%2BTrogloditas-Hermanos%2Bde%2Bsangre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8748017033358896979</id><published>2011-05-08T07:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T08:01:24.022+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruce Springsteen-"Waitin' on a sunny day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDCKGod7_K0/TcYxO7zApTI/AAAAAAAAB08/B26khgr_3Qc/s1600/Bruce%2BSpringsteen-The%2Brising.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDCKGod7_K0/TcYxO7zApTI/AAAAAAAAB08/B26khgr_3Qc/s320/Bruce%2BSpringsteen-The%2Brising.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604220918948734258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...it's rainin' but there ain't a cloud in the sky, musta been a tear from your eye, everything'll be okay. Funny thought I felt a sweet summer breeze, musta been your sighin' so deep, don't worry, we're gonna find a way. I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day, gonna chase the clouds away, waitin' on a sunny day..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "The rising"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8748017033358896979?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8748017033358896979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8748017033358896979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8748017033358896979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8748017033358896979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/bruce-springsteen-waitin-on-sunny-day.html' title='Bruce Springsteen-&quot;Waitin&apos; on a sunny day&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDCKGod7_K0/TcYxO7zApTI/AAAAAAAAB08/B26khgr_3Qc/s72-c/Bruce%2BSpringsteen-The%2Brising.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2736964673922897371</id><published>2011-05-01T10:09:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T10:15:21.014+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Santelmo-"Los creyentes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sr2hCRht9U/Tb0WblqudlI/AAAAAAAAB00/_3weiOPCxeo/s1600/Santelmo-Santelmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sr2hCRht9U/Tb0WblqudlI/AAAAAAAAB00/_3weiOPCxeo/s320/Santelmo-Santelmo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601658174742361682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...al paraíso no es fácil llegar. Son muchas horas para castigar el alma en pecado que hay que limpiar de los creyentes. El oro y la plata se funden en dolor, con traje y corbata se pide perdón, ¡no hay otra salida para ser mejor!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Santelmo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2736964673922897371?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2736964673922897371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2736964673922897371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2736964673922897371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2736964673922897371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/05/santelmo-los-creyentes.html' title='Santelmo-&quot;Los creyentes&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sr2hCRht9U/Tb0WblqudlI/AAAAAAAAB00/_3weiOPCxeo/s72-c/Santelmo-Santelmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-5761756315416770564</id><published>2011-04-25T10:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:52:23.199+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosendo-"Rompe la cadena"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2grkD7n45Y/TbU2QyK8nLI/AAAAAAAAB0s/7FN57Wwc2bU/s1600/Rosendo-A%2Bveces%2Bcuesta%2Bllegar%2Bal%2Bestribillo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2grkD7n45Y/TbU2QyK8nLI/AAAAAAAAB0s/7FN57Wwc2bU/s320/Rosendo-A%2Bveces%2Bcuesta%2Bllegar%2Bal%2Bestribillo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599441373678574770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...bajo el yugo de la incapacidad se alza un canto ante su temeridad, una llama de libertad disipando la oscuridad. Sobre el charco de la mediocridad sigue a flote, terca, la integridad, manteniendo su identidad solo a fuerza de voluntad. Haciendo el corazón trinchera, ondeando el alma como bandera, siendo dignidad tu única frontera. El convite de la rivalidad no permite vestir debilidad. Tolerando crueldad, falseando autoridad. Rompe la cadena, no hay más..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "A veces cuesta llegar al estribillo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-5761756315416770564?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5761756315416770564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=5761756315416770564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5761756315416770564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5761756315416770564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/04/rosendo-rompe-la-cadena.html' title='Rosendo-&quot;Rompe la cadena&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-_2grkD7n45Y/TbU2QyK8nLI/AAAAAAAAB0s/7FN57Wwc2bU/s72-c/Rosendo-A%2Bveces%2Bcuesta%2Bllegar%2Bal%2Bestribillo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-5222567235198174204</id><published>2011-04-24T09:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T09:17:45.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen-"Was it all worth it?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiSGQ7_OWAk/TbPOlR5h2MI/AAAAAAAAB0k/BaFJ7GctsT4/s1600/Queen-The%2Bmiracle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiSGQ7_OWAk/TbPOlR5h2MI/AAAAAAAAB0k/BaFJ7GctsT4/s320/Queen-The%2Bmiracle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599045901606836418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...what is there left for me to do in this life? Didi I achieve what I had set in my sights? Am I a happy man or is this sinking sand? Was it all worth it?..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "The miracle"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-5222567235198174204?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5222567235198174204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=5222567235198174204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5222567235198174204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5222567235198174204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/04/queen-was-it-all-worth-it.html' title='Queen-&quot;Was it all worth it?&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiSGQ7_OWAk/TbPOlR5h2MI/AAAAAAAAB0k/BaFJ7GctsT4/s72-c/Queen-The%2Bmiracle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4703369947917262353</id><published>2011-03-29T09:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:12:09.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piratas-"Jugar con los coches"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LNL6sQLsvQs/TZGGPxjwPbI/AAAAAAAAB0c/bn1w-l7VtDA/s1600/Piratas-Ultras%25C3%25B3nica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LNL6sQLsvQs/TZGGPxjwPbI/AAAAAAAAB0c/bn1w-l7VtDA/s320/Piratas-Ultras%25C3%25B3nica.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589396218102955442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...mi grado de frustración es siempre ambiguo, y las cosas que más me gustan siempre me hacen llorar. Mi infancia ha sido tan larga que nunca acaba de terminar, y sigo sin encontrar algo que me divierta de verdad..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Ultrasónica"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4703369947917262353?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4703369947917262353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4703369947917262353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4703369947917262353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4703369947917262353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/03/piratas-jugar-con-los-coches.html' title='Piratas-&quot;Jugar con los coches&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-LNL6sQLsvQs/TZGGPxjwPbI/AAAAAAAAB0c/bn1w-l7VtDA/s72-c/Piratas-Ultras%25C3%25B3nica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7345925675436345691</id><published>2011-03-28T09:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:27:13.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunbury-"Lady Blue"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6g7A9doTjuU/TZA4TNvGYPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/aHxemXWVk5w/s1600/Bunbury-Flamingos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6g7A9doTjuU/TZA4TNvGYPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/aHxemXWVk5w/s320/Bunbury-Flamingos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589029040322666738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...la soledad es un lugar tan vacío..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Flamingos"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7345925675436345691?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7345925675436345691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7345925675436345691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7345925675436345691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7345925675436345691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/03/bunbury-lady-blue.html' title='Bunbury-&quot;Lady Blue&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-6g7A9doTjuU/TZA4TNvGYPI/AAAAAAAAB0U/aHxemXWVk5w/s72-c/Bunbury-Flamingos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-245712358065392029</id><published>2011-03-26T11:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:15:19.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Anathema-"A natural disaster"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oW0duIZz8Yg/TY28s7J2iQI/AAAAAAAAB0M/GztJwcXjBGM/s1600/Anathema-A%2Bnatural%2Bdisaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oW0duIZz8Yg/TY28s7J2iQI/AAAAAAAAB0M/GztJwcXjBGM/s320/Anathema-A%2Bnatural%2Bdisaster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588330192615934210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...it's hard to find the strength now, but I try. And I don't want to go on and speak now of what's gone by. 'Cos no matter what I say, no matter what I do, I can't change what happened..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "A natural disaster"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-245712358065392029?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/245712358065392029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=245712358065392029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/245712358065392029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/245712358065392029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/03/anathema-natural-disaster.html' title='Anathema-&quot;A natural disaster&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/-oW0duIZz8Yg/TY28s7J2iQI/AAAAAAAAB0M/GztJwcXjBGM/s72-c/Anathema-A%2Bnatural%2Bdisaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-584911709750145591</id><published>2011-03-25T10:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T10:15:29.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Miguel Ríos-"Corren tiempos perros"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTeS_Hkv3LQ/TYxdE9haCeI/AAAAAAAAB0E/_4GOuLqRxHg/s1600/Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos-Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos%2By%2Blas%2Bestrellas%2Bdel%2Brock%2Blatino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTeS_Hkv3LQ/TYxdE9haCeI/AAAAAAAAB0E/_4GOuLqRxHg/s320/Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos-Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos%2By%2Blas%2Bestrellas%2Bdel%2Brock%2Blatino.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587943577475484130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...corren tiempos perros, la dignidad no da dividendos..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Miguel Ríos y las estrellas del rock latino"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-584911709750145591?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/584911709750145591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=584911709750145591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/584911709750145591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/584911709750145591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/03/miguel-rios-corren-tiempos-perros.html' title='Miguel Ríos-&quot;Corren tiempos perros&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTeS_Hkv3LQ/TYxdE9haCeI/AAAAAAAAB0E/_4GOuLqRxHg/s72-c/Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos-Miguel%2BR%25C3%25ADos%2By%2Blas%2Bestrellas%2Bdel%2Brock%2Blatino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6631412688861414316</id><published>2011-03-24T09:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:30:19.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrés Calamaro-"Mi Gin-Tonic"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJpgvDqmy48/TYsBFwN_OiI/AAAAAAAABz8/e-OlD-vcP6E/s1600/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-La%2Blengua%2Bpopular.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJpgvDqmy48/TYsBFwN_OiI/AAAAAAAABz8/e-OlD-vcP6E/s320/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-La%2Blengua%2Bpopular.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587560961037777442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...hay días para quedarse a mirar. Hay días en que hay poco para ver. Hay días sospechosamente light. Hay un deseo que pido siempre que pasa un tren..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "La lengua popular"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6631412688861414316?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6631412688861414316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6631412688861414316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6631412688861414316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6631412688861414316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/03/andres-calamaro-mi-gin-tonic.html' title='Andrés Calamaro-&quot;Mi Gin-Tonic&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJpgvDqmy48/TYsBFwN_OiI/AAAAAAAABz8/e-OlD-vcP6E/s72-c/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-La%2Blengua%2Bpopular.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-793112795823645795</id><published>2011-03-22T08:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:05:12.679+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saurom-"La batalla con los cueros de vino"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNv1Jd3dLNU/TYhKI3g0wVI/AAAAAAAABz0/HkSZ1V3Lhto/s1600/Saurom-Juglarmetal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNv1Jd3dLNU/TYhKI3g0wVI/AAAAAAAABz0/HkSZ1V3Lhto/s320/Saurom-Juglarmetal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586796853954134354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...deja entrar solo una vez más en tu mente una ilusión. Quiero ser, aunque sea esta vez, el Quijote que yo siempre soñé..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Juglarmetal"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-793112795823645795?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/793112795823645795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=793112795823645795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/793112795823645795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/793112795823645795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/03/saurom-la-batalla-con-los-cueros-de.html' title='Saurom-&quot;La batalla con los cueros de vino&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNv1Jd3dLNU/TYhKI3g0wVI/AAAAAAAABz0/HkSZ1V3Lhto/s72-c/Saurom-Juglarmetal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2119167936637191627</id><published>2011-02-19T10:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T10:57:29.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Joan Manuel Serrat-"Vagabundear"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TwdmMWpkYLE/TV-UBaPHtCI/AAAAAAAABzs/zQDmJ4Lq0iE/s1600/Joan%2BManuel%2BSerrat-Mediterr%25C3%25A1neo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TwdmMWpkYLE/TV-UBaPHtCI/AAAAAAAABzs/zQDmJ4Lq0iE/s320/Joan%2BManuel%2BSerrat-Mediterr%25C3%25A1neo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575337615651484706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...harto ya de estar harto, ya me cansé de preguntarle al mundo por qué y por qué. La Rosa de los Vientos me ha de ayudar, y desde ahora vais a verme vagabundear. Entre el cielo y el mar, vagabundear. [...] No me siento extranjero en ningún lugar. Donde haya lumbre y vino tengo mi hogar. Y, para no olvidarme de lo que fui, mi patria y mi guitarra las llevo en mí. Una es fuerte y es fiel, la otra un papel. [...] Es hermoso partir sin decir adiós, serena la mirada, firme la voz. Si de veras me buscas me encontrarás, es muy largo el camino para mirar atrás. ¡Qué más da! ¡Qué más da aquí o allá!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Mediterráneo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2119167936637191627?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2119167936637191627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2119167936637191627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2119167936637191627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2119167936637191627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/02/joan-manuel-serrat-vagabundear.html' title='Joan Manuel Serrat-&quot;Vagabundear&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TwdmMWpkYLE/TV-UBaPHtCI/AAAAAAAABzs/zQDmJ4Lq0iE/s72-c/Joan%2BManuel%2BSerrat-Mediterr%25C3%25A1neo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-944931232922807998</id><published>2011-02-13T09:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T09:13:33.345+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Antonio Orozco-"Ya lo sabes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8luxtEwBfVY/TVeSlP2g9XI/AAAAAAAABzk/ulu2vdPkhrc/s1600/Antonio%2BOrozco-Renovatio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8luxtEwBfVY/TVeSlP2g9XI/AAAAAAAABzk/ulu2vdPkhrc/s320/Antonio%2BOrozco-Renovatio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573084232502277490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...¡Qué difícil es tener lo más sencillo y conservarlo bien!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Renovatio"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-944931232922807998?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/944931232922807998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=944931232922807998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/944931232922807998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/944931232922807998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/02/antonio-orozco-ya-lo-sabes.html' title='Antonio Orozco-&quot;Ya lo sabes&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8luxtEwBfVY/TVeSlP2g9XI/AAAAAAAABzk/ulu2vdPkhrc/s72-c/Antonio%2BOrozco-Renovatio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6550066455821893379</id><published>2011-02-06T11:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T11:29:37.637+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tam Tam Go!-"El sitio más prohibido"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TU53y5NBARI/AAAAAAAABzc/6w4p8p2G4N0/s1600/Tam%2BTam%2BGo-Vida%2By%2Bcolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TU53y5NBARI/AAAAAAAABzc/6w4p8p2G4N0/s320/Tam%2BTam%2BGo-Vida%2By%2Bcolor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570521505336459538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...me puse a caminar sin rumbo ni destino. No pude recordar y me sentí vacío. ¿Por qué mirar atrás, si atrás quedó ya el tren de largo recorrido que nunca me llevó al sitio más prohibido? El viejo lobo de mar silbó las últimas notas del año pasajero. Cayeron todas juntas como agua en la lluvia detrás de mi sendero. Amigo, ya llega el final. ¿Y dónde estarás tú? ¿Estás cerca del mar? No te encuentro en esta ciudad. Puede que más al sur. Donde nadie te buscara ya más, el sitio más prohibido..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Vida y color"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6550066455821893379?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6550066455821893379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6550066455821893379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6550066455821893379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6550066455821893379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/02/tam-tam-go-el-sitio-mas-prohibido.html' title='Tam Tam Go!-&quot;El sitio más prohibido&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TU53y5NBARI/AAAAAAAABzc/6w4p8p2G4N0/s72-c/Tam%2BTam%2BGo-Vida%2By%2Bcolor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8736758088205396391</id><published>2011-01-30T09:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T09:31:14.737+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ozzy Osbourne-"Crazy train"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TUUhzlSrLgI/AAAAAAAABzQ/oZdd8OMCeN8/s1600/Ozzy%2BOsbourne-Blizzard%2Bof%2BOzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TUUhzlSrLgI/AAAAAAAABzQ/oZdd8OMCeN8/s320/Ozzy%2BOsbourne-Blizzard%2Bof%2BOzz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567893684380970498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...crazy, but that's how it goes. Millions of people living as foes. Maybe it's not too late to learn to love and forget how to hate. Mental wounds not healing, life's a bitter shame. I'm going off the rails on a crazy train..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Blizzard of Ozz"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8736758088205396391?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8736758088205396391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8736758088205396391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8736758088205396391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8736758088205396391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/01/ozzy-osbourne-crazy-train.html' title='Ozzy Osbourne-&quot;Crazy train&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TUUhzlSrLgI/AAAAAAAABzQ/oZdd8OMCeN8/s72-c/Ozzy%2BOsbourne-Blizzard%2Bof%2BOzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-116733189550837337</id><published>2011-01-23T09:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T09:30:06.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stratovarius-"Cold Winter nights"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TTvnBjFR4qI/AAAAAAAABzI/KKTxib6WYoE/s1600/Stratovarius-Destiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TTvnBjFR4qI/AAAAAAAABzI/KKTxib6WYoE/s320/Stratovarius-Destiny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565295778329649826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...I'm watching here how the snow begins to fall. Yesterday's like a dream, a memory in my head like the life's gone behind the Winter wall. I'm lighting up the candles and lock the door. Sitting by the fire, it's time to dream some more. I've got to find a way how to survive. I am surrounded by the starlight. I have to find the path and to escape from the cold Winter nights..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Destiny"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-116733189550837337?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116733189550837337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=116733189550837337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/116733189550837337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/116733189550837337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/01/stratovarius-cold-winter-nights.html' title='Stratovarius-&quot;Cold Winter nights&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TTvnBjFR4qI/AAAAAAAABzI/KKTxib6WYoE/s72-c/Stratovarius-Destiny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3369496918157701727</id><published>2011-01-16T10:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T10:38:44.461+01:00</updated><title type='text'>M-Clan-"Inmigrante"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TTK8iU5XV2I/AAAAAAAABzA/ziKBxXcWwaU/s1600/M-Clan-Memorias%2Bde%2Bun%2Bespantap%25C3%25A1jaros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TTK8iU5XV2I/AAAAAAAABzA/ziKBxXcWwaU/s320/M-Clan-Memorias%2Bde%2Bun%2Bespantap%25C3%25A1jaros.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562715787666872162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...como un camión de paja mal tapado dejé mi alma por todos lados. Se fue, se fue desmenuzando. Hoy encontré todas las ventanas rotas y vuelvo a ser un recién llegado más. Todo ha cambiado y yo no me encuentro. Y es que es verdad que el tiempo no te espera. Hoy soy aquí solo un extranjero más, un inmigrante del desaliento..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Memorias de un espantapájaros"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3369496918157701727?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3369496918157701727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3369496918157701727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3369496918157701727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3369496918157701727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2011/01/m-clan-inmigrante.html' title='M-Clan-&quot;Inmigrante&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TTK8iU5XV2I/AAAAAAAABzA/ziKBxXcWwaU/s72-c/M-Clan-Memorias%2Bde%2Bun%2Bespantap%25C3%25A1jaros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2603263145258639696</id><published>2010-12-19T08:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T08:52:57.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saurom-"La última ceremonia"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TQ25tIz-4WI/AAAAAAAABy0/8RWKl2VXa14/s1600/Saurom-Maryam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TQ25tIz-4WI/AAAAAAAABy0/8RWKl2VXa14/s320/Saurom-Maryam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552298100728455522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...sal de la gran burbuja. Utópica humildad. Tú lávales primero los pies sucios y verás que es amargo el sentimiento de igualdad si no corresponden con la misma honestidad. Ahora entrega tu sangre, la sangre del perdón, la que entregas por quienes te darán su negación..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Maryam"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2603263145258639696?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2603263145258639696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2603263145258639696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2603263145258639696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2603263145258639696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/12/saurom-la-ultima-ceremonia.html' title='Saurom-&quot;La última ceremonia&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TQ25tIz-4WI/AAAAAAAABy0/8RWKl2VXa14/s72-c/Saurom-Maryam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1960893855804151782</id><published>2010-12-12T10:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T10:46:22.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Maiden-"Brave new world"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TQSZ3Zm2wxI/AAAAAAAABys/xuxsIRTrnsQ/s1600/Iron%2BMaiden-Brave%2Bnew%2Bworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TQSZ3Zm2wxI/AAAAAAAABys/xuxsIRTrnsQ/s320/Iron%2BMaiden-Brave%2Bnew%2Bworld.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549729817873007378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...where is salvation now? Lost my life, lost my dreams, rip the bones from my flesh. Silent screams laughing here, dying to tell you the truth. You are planned and you are damned in this brave new world..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Brave new world"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1960893855804151782?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1960893855804151782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1960893855804151782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1960893855804151782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1960893855804151782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/12/iron-maiden-brave-new-world.html' title='Iron Maiden-&quot;Brave new world&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TQSZ3Zm2wxI/AAAAAAAABys/xuxsIRTrnsQ/s72-c/Iron%2BMaiden-Brave%2Bnew%2Bworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4646428900762167882</id><published>2010-12-05T10:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T10:14:07.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Santelmo-"Bosque de hojas muertas"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TPtX2vSIGTI/AAAAAAAAByk/r9-f2N-gp_M/s1600/Santelmo-Santelmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TPtX2vSIGTI/AAAAAAAAByk/r9-f2N-gp_M/s320/Santelmo-Santelmo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547123963953944882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...en un bosque de hojas muertas tu pasado encontrarás. Hay un bosque en tu interior, tú siempre lo has sabido. Lo intentaste enterrar y no fuiste capaz. Allí fueron a parar tus sombras, tus heridas. Las promesas sin cumplir duermen sin morir. Arriésgate, grita y entra en él. Quisiste olvidar y no pudo ser. En un bosque de hojas muertas tu pasado encontrarás. Hojas marchitas, secretos ocultos del alma que ahora luchan por volver. Entre ramas y papel esperan escondidos los deseos que una vez juraste realizar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Santelmo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4646428900762167882?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4646428900762167882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4646428900762167882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4646428900762167882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4646428900762167882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/12/santelmo-bosque-de-hojas-muertas.html' title='Santelmo-&quot;Bosque de hojas muertas&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TPtX2vSIGTI/AAAAAAAAByk/r9-f2N-gp_M/s72-c/Santelmo-Santelmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8126010134656924908</id><published>2010-11-28T10:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:14:16.885+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrés Calamaro-"Lo que no existe más"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TPIdX6Eza-I/AAAAAAAAByc/mTHFodW_Gzo/s1600/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TPIdX6Eza-I/AAAAAAAAByc/mTHFodW_Gzo/s320/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544526387810102242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...voy a tratar de vivir sin pasado, sin un clavo oxidado que tengo siempre clavado. Voy a probar este vino del olvido para embriagarme con el resto de mi vida. Para vivir hacen falta muchas cosas pero sobra lo que no existe más, porque no existe más..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "El salmón"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8126010134656924908?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8126010134656924908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8126010134656924908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8126010134656924908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8126010134656924908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/11/andres-calamaro-lo-que-no-existe-mas.html' title='Andrés Calamaro-&quot;Lo que no existe más&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TPIdX6Eza-I/AAAAAAAAByc/mTHFodW_Gzo/s72-c/Andr%25C3%25A9s%2BCalamaro-El%2Bsalm%25C3%25B3n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4805227659616995943</id><published>2010-11-21T11:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T11:27:15.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Avalanch-"El viejo torreón"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TOjz_cEbQBI/AAAAAAAAByU/xjUbwzF3cY8/s1600/Avalanch-Los%2Bpoetas%2Bhan%2Bmuerto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TOjz_cEbQBI/AAAAAAAAByU/xjUbwzF3cY8/s320/Avalanch-Los%2Bpoetas%2Bhan%2Bmuerto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541947612671459346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...anhelo ver el horizonte que me guía a mi antiguo hogar. Hoy de nuevo me he de enfrentar a este ser que se apaga. Allá donde el cielo y la mar se unen aún puedo escuchar los ecos de mi antigua vida. Allá donde nunca podré llegar mis sueños dejaron de hablar. Tan solo recuerdos y mentiras. A este iluso ser hoy de nuevo he de ignorar. Ignorar lo que no es y lo que debiera ser. Anhelo ver el horizonte que ayer me hacía soñar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Los poetas han muerto"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4805227659616995943?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4805227659616995943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4805227659616995943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4805227659616995943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4805227659616995943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/11/avalanch-el-viejo-torreon.html' title='Avalanch-&quot;El viejo torreón&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TOjz_cEbQBI/AAAAAAAAByU/xjUbwzF3cY8/s72-c/Avalanch-Los%2Bpoetas%2Bhan%2Bmuerto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1427694193901860464</id><published>2010-11-14T10:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:12:23.307+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saratoga-"Ojo por ojo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TN-n1_Zz_tI/AAAAAAAAByM/9t1Xp5YGT7A/s1600/Saratoga-Saratoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TN-n1_Zz_tI/AAAAAAAAByM/9t1Xp5YGT7A/s320/Saratoga-Saratoga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539330612683603666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...han hablado sin cesar. Piensan qué será de mí. Oigo puertas que se cierran a mi espalda y frente a mí. No es hora de partir, el reloj no se paró. No hay billete de regreso, tengo mucho que decir..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Saratoga"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1427694193901860464?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1427694193901860464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1427694193901860464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1427694193901860464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1427694193901860464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/11/saratoga-ojo-por-ojo.html' title='Saratoga-&quot;Ojo por ojo&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TN-n1_Zz_tI/AAAAAAAAByM/9t1Xp5YGT7A/s72-c/Saratoga-Saratoga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2815026218568550697</id><published>2010-11-06T10:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T10:38:46.242+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosendo-"Tus ojos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TNUiHgMwUKI/AAAAAAAAByE/CuInPX6fwgg/s1600/Rosendo-Listos+para+la+reconversi%C3%B3n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TNUiHgMwUKI/AAAAAAAAByE/CuInPX6fwgg/s320/Rosendo-Listos+para+la+reconversi%C3%B3n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536368829219754146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...saber llorar no ofende..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Listos para la reconversión"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2815026218568550697?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2815026218568550697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2815026218568550697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2815026218568550697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2815026218568550697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/11/rosendo-tus-ojos.html' title='Rosendo-&quot;Tus ojos&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TNUiHgMwUKI/AAAAAAAAByE/CuInPX6fwgg/s72-c/Rosendo-Listos+para+la+reconversi%C3%B3n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2561838159998718247</id><published>2010-10-30T09:25:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:31:20.033+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sangre Azul-"Dueño y señor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TMvJmXezMoI/AAAAAAAABx8/7fGfO9G2NtQ/s1600/Sangre+Azul-Cuerpo+a+cuerpo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TMvJmXezMoI/AAAAAAAABx8/7fGfO9G2NtQ/s320/Sangre+Azul-Cuerpo+a+cuerpo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533738228130198146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...anocheció prisionero en su habitación entre sombras y recuerdos del ayer. Ya realizó su sueño de grandeza y de poder. Nunca perdió, nunca lloró. Y aunque jamás comprendió su amistad y su amor, por siempre la soledad en su corazón. Y despertó perdido en la mañana, dueño y señor del reino de la nada..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Cuerpo a cuerpo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2561838159998718247?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2561838159998718247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2561838159998718247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2561838159998718247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2561838159998718247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/10/sangre-azul-dueno-y-senor.html' title='Sangre Azul-&quot;Dueño y señor&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TMvJmXezMoI/AAAAAAAABx8/7fGfO9G2NtQ/s72-c/Sangre+Azul-Cuerpo+a+cuerpo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1894999402745744367</id><published>2010-10-24T11:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T11:41:16.072+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Judas Priest-"Angel"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TMP_NxUzHHI/AAAAAAAABx0/ft_CINjg65Y/s1600/Judas+Priest-Angel+of+retribution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TMP_NxUzHHI/AAAAAAAABx0/ft_CINjg65Y/s320/Judas+Priest-Angel+of+retribution.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531545379385056370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...angel, put sad wings around me now, protect me from this world of sin, so that we can rise again. Angel, we can find our way somehow escaping from the world we're in to a place where we began. And I know we'll find a better place and peace of mind. Just tell me that it's all you want for you and me. Angel, won't you set me free?..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Angel of retribution"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1894999402745744367?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1894999402745744367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1894999402745744367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1894999402745744367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1894999402745744367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/10/judas-priest-angel.html' title='Judas Priest-&quot;Angel&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TMP_NxUzHHI/AAAAAAAABx0/ft_CINjg65Y/s72-c/Judas+Priest-Angel+of+retribution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7822936619467601602</id><published>2010-10-16T08:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T08:49:39.285+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy Joel-"Piano man"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TLlK_ieUYaI/AAAAAAAABxs/GktOnCBCRM4/s1600/Billy+Joel-Piano+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TLlK_ieUYaI/AAAAAAAABxs/GktOnCBCRM4/s320/Billy+Joel-Piano+man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528532473020178850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...they're sharing a drink they call loneliness, but it's better than drinking alone. It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday and the manager gives me a smile. 'Cause they know that's it's me they've been coming to see to forget about life for awhile. And the piano sounds like a carnival, and the microphone smells like a beer, and they sit in the bar and put bread in my jar and say "Man, what are you ding here?". Sing us a song, you're the piano man. Sing us a song tonight. Well, we're all in the mood for a melody and you've got us feeling alright..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Piano man"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7822936619467601602?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7822936619467601602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7822936619467601602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7822936619467601602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7822936619467601602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/10/billy-joel-piano-man.html' title='Billy Joel-&quot;Piano man&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TLlK_ieUYaI/AAAAAAAABxs/GktOnCBCRM4/s72-c/Billy+Joel-Piano+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3526551193022633786</id><published>2010-10-10T10:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T10:57:51.762+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Theater-"About to crash (Reprise)"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TLGAC3UKQiI/AAAAAAAABxk/mf9zHrgJzwY/s1600/Dream+Theater-Six+degrees+of+inner+turbulence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TLGAC3UKQiI/AAAAAAAABxk/mf9zHrgJzwY/s320/Dream+Theater-Six+degrees+of+inner+turbulence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526339004456911394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...I'm alive again, the darkness far behind me. I'm invincible, despair will never find me. I feel strong, I've got a new sense of elation. Boundless energy, euphoria fixation. Still it's hard to just get by, it seems so meaningless to try when all I want to do is cry. Who would ever know I felt so sad? Even though I get so high I know that I will never fly, and when I fall out of the sky, who will be standing by? Will you be standing by?..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Six degrees of inner turbulence"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3526551193022633786?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3526551193022633786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3526551193022633786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3526551193022633786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3526551193022633786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/10/dream-theater-about-to-crash-reprise.html' title='Dream Theater-&quot;About to crash (Reprise)&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TLGAC3UKQiI/AAAAAAAABxk/mf9zHrgJzwY/s72-c/Dream+Theater-Six+degrees+of+inner+turbulence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-602262074054282636</id><published>2010-10-03T08:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T08:51:12.624+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piratas-"Respuestas"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TKgn3G5DmuI/AAAAAAAABxc/QO2xI-Ir64w/s1600/Piratas-Relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TKgn3G5DmuI/AAAAAAAABxc/QO2xI-Ir64w/s320/Piratas-Relax.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523708770666126050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...ciertas respuestas parecen alejarse siempre. Algunas preguntas sólo hay que saber hacerlas bien..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Relax"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-602262074054282636?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/602262074054282636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=602262074054282636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/602262074054282636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/602262074054282636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/10/piratas-respuestas.html' title='Piratas-&quot;Respuestas&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TKgn3G5DmuI/AAAAAAAABxc/QO2xI-Ir64w/s72-c/Piratas-Relax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2094582232740071707</id><published>2010-09-29T07:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T07:37:40.502+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Rodríguez-"Diez años después"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TKLQn-UTjHI/AAAAAAAABxU/nqxg2px6HBs/s1600/Los+Rodr%C3%ADguez-Palabras+m%C3%A1s,+palabras+menos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TKLQn-UTjHI/AAAAAAAABxU/nqxg2px6HBs/s320/Los+Rodr%C3%ADguez-Palabras+m%C3%A1s,+palabras+menos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522205478271290482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...si diez años después te vuelvo a encontrar en algún lugar, no te olvides de que soy distinto de aquel, pero casi igual. Si la casualidad nos vuelve a juntar diez años después, algo se va a incendiar, no voy a mostrar mi lado cortés. Aquello fue un gran punto de partida pero, a la vez, ¡qué fácil se olvida! Diez años después, ¿quién puede volver atrás? Estamos en la tierra cuatro días y el cielo no me ofrece garantías. Diez años después mejor volver a empezar. Si tu credulidad se deterioró en algún lugar no olvides que soy testigo casual de tu soledad. Si diez años después no estamos igual ¡qué le vas a hacer! Otros diez años más y luego empezar juntos otra vez. Aquello fue una linda primavera, pero fue solamente la primera. Diez años después el tiempo empieza a pesar. Me quedan balas en la cartuchera pero te guardo siempre la primera. Diez años después mejor reír que llorar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Plabras más, palabras menos"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2094582232740071707?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2094582232740071707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2094582232740071707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2094582232740071707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2094582232740071707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/los-rodriguez-diez-anos-despues.html' title='Los Rodríguez-&quot;Diez años después&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TKLQn-UTjHI/AAAAAAAABxU/nqxg2px6HBs/s72-c/Los+Rodr%C3%ADguez-Palabras+m%C3%A1s,+palabras+menos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8258050061111147168</id><published>2010-09-25T10:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T10:25:08.114+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Joan Baez-"Diamonds and rust"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TJ2x1xfdNUI/AAAAAAAABxM/g-QDIttG_Mg/s1600/Joan+Baez-Diamonds+and+rust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TJ2x1xfdNUI/AAAAAAAABxM/g-QDIttG_Mg/s320/Joan+Baez-Diamonds+and+rust.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520764255602554178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...now you're telling me you're not nostalgic. Then, give me another word for it. You, who are so good with words and at keeping things vague. Because I need some of that vagueness now. It's all come back too clearly. Yes, I loved you dearly, and if you're offering me diamonds and rust, I've already paid. Because we both know what memories can bring, they bring diamonds and rust..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Diamonds and rust"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8258050061111147168?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8258050061111147168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8258050061111147168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8258050061111147168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8258050061111147168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/joan-baez-diamonds-and-rust.html' title='Joan Baez-&quot;Diamonds and rust&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TJ2x1xfdNUI/AAAAAAAABxM/g-QDIttG_Mg/s72-c/Joan+Baez-Diamonds+and+rust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-5284031216546251499</id><published>2010-09-19T10:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T10:31:28.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Metallica-"Bleeding me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TJXKWkQJS6I/AAAAAAAABxE/gGJjpLVTCVs/s1600/Metallica-Load.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TJXKWkQJS6I/AAAAAAAABxE/gGJjpLVTCVs/s320/Metallica-Load.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518539407449738146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...I'm diggin' my way. I'm diggin' my way to somethin'. I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better. I'm pushin' to stay. I'm pushin' to stay with somethin'. I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better. I'm sowing the seeds. I'm sowing the seeds I've taken. I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted. This thorn in my side, this thorn in my side is from the tree, this thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted. It tears me and I bleed..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Load"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-5284031216546251499?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5284031216546251499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=5284031216546251499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5284031216546251499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5284031216546251499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/metallica-bleeding-me.html' title='Metallica-&quot;Bleeding me&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TJXKWkQJS6I/AAAAAAAABxE/gGJjpLVTCVs/s72-c/Metallica-Load.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1418141338815387854</id><published>2010-09-04T09:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T10:01:18.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotthard-"Unconditional faith"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TIH8llLCDTI/AAAAAAAABw0/yTxXrsQdKrg/s1600/Gotthard-Need+to+believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TIH8llLCDTI/AAAAAAAABw0/yTxXrsQdKrg/s320/Gotthard-Need+to+believe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512965141441940786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...I have often dreamed about escaped reality, see me riding on the clouds of mystery with a suitcase full of hope and one of wasted time, hear me knocking on the gates of destiny [...] I have walked across the bridges of insanity, struggled for my balance on the globe, and the deeper I keep diggin' to know myself, the more I realize the truth within [...] Once you open that door there'll be no turning back, all your inner fears will be floating away. Like an innocent dream, unconditional faith. I've stept outside the darkness of eternity, I opened up my mind and I can see. And I'm looking for a star that guides me through the night. A road that leads me nowhere is not for me. Take me where believe is free to fly, 'cos I'm willing to try. Take me where my thoughts don't need to hide, unconditional faith..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Need to believe"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1418141338815387854?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1418141338815387854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1418141338815387854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1418141338815387854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1418141338815387854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/09/gotthard-unconditional-faith.html' title='Gotthard-&quot;Unconditional faith&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TIH8llLCDTI/AAAAAAAABw0/yTxXrsQdKrg/s72-c/Gotthard-Need+to+believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8156918594683275151</id><published>2010-08-29T16:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T16:13:11.718+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tam Tam Go-"Amaina"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/THpq6CeO8iI/AAAAAAAABws/YvjjjNFO-Gg/s1600/Tam+Tam+Go-Euphoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/THpq6CeO8iI/AAAAAAAABws/YvjjjNFO-Gg/s320/Tam+Tam+Go-Euphoria.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510834639369859618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...fui cobarde, no hice frente, vivo como un desertor. El presente se hace fuerte y el futuro es un borrón. Navegar a la deriva ya es mi única ambición. ¡Cómo duelen los recuerdos y este silencio cabrón! Amaina, amaina, y todo está en calma. Amaina, amaina, son días sin luz..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Euphoria"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8156918594683275151?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8156918594683275151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8156918594683275151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8156918594683275151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8156918594683275151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/08/tam-tam-go-amaina.html' title='Tam Tam Go-&quot;Amaina&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/THpq6CeO8iI/AAAAAAAABws/YvjjjNFO-Gg/s72-c/Tam+Tam+Go-Euphoria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1289785339904216790</id><published>2010-08-22T09:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T09:13:38.229+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Megadeth-"Addicted to chaos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/THDOHdOXZ7I/AAAAAAAABwk/fCGdEFlQm_Y/s1600/Megadeth-Youthanasia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/THDOHdOXZ7I/AAAAAAAABwk/fCGdEFlQm_Y/s320/Megadeth-Youthanasia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508128971773405106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...I said I need you, does that make me wrong? Am I weak man? Are you feeling strong? My heart was blackened, it's bloody red. A hole in my heart, a hole in my head. Who will help me up? Where's the helping hand? Will you turn on me? Is this my final stand? In a dream I cannot see, tangled abstract fallacy, random turmoil builds in me. I am addicted, addicted to chaos..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Youthanasia"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1289785339904216790?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1289785339904216790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1289785339904216790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1289785339904216790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1289785339904216790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/08/megadeth-addicted-to-chaos.html' title='Megadeth-&quot;Addicted to chaos&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/THDOHdOXZ7I/AAAAAAAABwk/fCGdEFlQm_Y/s72-c/Megadeth-Youthanasia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-5415393338661819079</id><published>2010-08-15T09:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T09:25:11.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elton John-"Rocket man"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TGeWQ9LbDhI/AAAAAAAABwc/oMFACpkLVAI/s1600/Elton+John-Honky+ch%C3%A2teau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TGeWQ9LbDhI/AAAAAAAABwc/oMFACpkLVAI/s320/Elton+John-Honky+ch%C3%A2teau.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505534287528267282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and I think it's gonna be a long, long time till touch down brings me down again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home. I'm a rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Honky château"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-5415393338661819079?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5415393338661819079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=5415393338661819079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5415393338661819079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5415393338661819079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/08/elton-john-rocket-man.html' title='Elton John-&quot;Rocket man&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TGeWQ9LbDhI/AAAAAAAABwc/oMFACpkLVAI/s72-c/Elton+John-Honky+ch%C3%A2teau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1132773775813000012</id><published>2010-08-08T09:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T09:40:44.365+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Theater-"Space-dye vest"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TF5fd3ijqII/AAAAAAAABwU/ldGtiBxJ5CE/s1600/Dream+Theater-Awake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TF5fd3ijqII/AAAAAAAABwU/ldGtiBxJ5CE/s320/Dream+Theater-Awake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502940761423063170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...there's no one to take my blame if they wanted to. There's nothing to keep me sane and it's all the same to you. There's nowhere to set my aim so I'm everywhere. [...] I'll never be open, I could never be open again. And I'll smile and I'll learn to pretend, and I'll never be open again. And I'll have no more dreams to defend, and I'll never be open again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Awake"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1132773775813000012?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1132773775813000012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1132773775813000012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1132773775813000012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1132773775813000012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/08/dream-theater-space-dye-vest.html' title='Dream Theater-&quot;Space-dye vest&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TF5fd3ijqII/AAAAAAAABwU/ldGtiBxJ5CE/s72-c/Dream+Theater-Awake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6714744668722124626</id><published>2010-07-31T10:38:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T10:48:17.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Asfalto-"Canción para un niño"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TFPjHxnIcSI/AAAAAAAABwM/rMl9Nhhu8Y4/s1600/Asfalto-Lo+mejor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TFPjHxnIcSI/AAAAAAAABwM/rMl9Nhhu8Y4/s320/Asfalto-Lo+mejor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499989292665565474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...mira ese niño que se ha dormido, cuida que nadie le despierte, cuida que ignore dónde ha venido. Déjale, déjale que juegue con su oso, déjale que sonría a una mosca, cuida que ignore dónde ha venido, déjale. Puede que todo cambie, puede que el mundo de sus días no se parezca al de ahora. Puede ser que él lo cambie, puede ser que todos se entiendan como se entiende con otros niños. Pero si nada va a cambiar mejor que siga siendo un niño. Por favor, no le despiertes, déjale seguir dormido..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Lo mejor"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6714744668722124626?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6714744668722124626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6714744668722124626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6714744668722124626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6714744668722124626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/07/asfalto-cancion-para-un-nino.html' title='Asfalto-&quot;Canción para un niño&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TFPjHxnIcSI/AAAAAAAABwM/rMl9Nhhu8Y4/s72-c/Asfalto-Lo+mejor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1059808737632498205</id><published>2010-07-25T09:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T10:01:40.517+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosendo-"La cera que arde"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TEvvXPcy63I/AAAAAAAABwE/5_0DQTMOO3U/s1600/Rosendo-A+veces+cuesta+llegar+al+estribillo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TEvvXPcy63I/AAAAAAAABwE/5_0DQTMOO3U/s320/Rosendo-A+veces+cuesta+llegar+al+estribillo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497750952699161458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...vivo condenado al equilibrio inestable y la conciencia implacable. Una de dos, inocente o culpable. Soy prisionero de mis propios alardes, de la herida incurable que es la ocasión que aún está por llegarme. Nunca fui tan fiero que los perros me ladren y, aunque esquivo de amarre, tengo algo más, algo muy importante. Es mi tesoro, es la prueba palpable, cuando llamo y me abres, cuando te vas y yo puedo quedarme. Soy más sincero que un reguero de sangre, que el sabor a vinagre. Por lo demás, ni pequeño ni grande. Y lo que espero desde aquí en adelante es que el cuerpo me aguante, que no haya más que la cera que arde..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "A veces cuesta llegar al estribillo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1059808737632498205?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1059808737632498205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1059808737632498205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1059808737632498205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1059808737632498205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/07/rosendo-la-cera-que-arde.html' title='Rosendo-&quot;La cera que arde&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TEvvXPcy63I/AAAAAAAABwE/5_0DQTMOO3U/s72-c/Rosendo-A+veces+cuesta+llegar+al+estribillo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4256019308109703448</id><published>2010-07-18T16:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:18:21.874+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Van Halen-"Top of the world"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TEMNJy1YOKI/AAAAAAAABv8/fxhIS6JrOJg/s1600/Van+Halen-For+unlawful+carnal+knowledge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TEMNJy1YOKI/AAAAAAAABv8/fxhIS6JrOJg/s320/Van+Halen-For+unlawful+carnal+knowledge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495250432237779106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...someday we'll be standing on top of the world for a little while. Standing on top of the world 'till we got stung. Standing on top of the world for a little while. Standing on top of the world, gonna give it all we got..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "For unlawful carnal knowledge"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4256019308109703448?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4256019308109703448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4256019308109703448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4256019308109703448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4256019308109703448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/07/van-halen-top-of-world.html' title='Van Halen-&quot;Top of the world&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TEMNJy1YOKI/AAAAAAAABv8/fxhIS6JrOJg/s72-c/Van+Halen-For+unlawful+carnal+knowledge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7369567405766570008</id><published>2010-07-11T10:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T10:22:29.964+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorpions-"The best is yet to come"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TDl_Mtv-6wI/AAAAAAAABv0/aZfg2J2Ad08/s1600/Scorpions-OKSting+in+the+tail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TDl_Mtv-6wI/AAAAAAAABv0/aZfg2J2Ad08/s320/Scorpions-OKSting+in+the+tail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492561076971039490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and though the night is young and we don't know if we'll live to see the sun, the best is yet to come. I know, you know, that we've only just begun through the highs and lows..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Sting in the tail"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7369567405766570008?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7369567405766570008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7369567405766570008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7369567405766570008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7369567405766570008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/07/scorpions-best-is-yet-to-come.html' title='Scorpions-&quot;The best is yet to come&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TDl_Mtv-6wI/AAAAAAAABv0/aZfg2J2Ad08/s72-c/Scorpions-OKSting+in+the+tail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-506449048674945114</id><published>2010-07-04T10:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T10:09:54.928+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss-"Within"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TDBBzqK1HSI/AAAAAAAABvs/tlQQm9MCgWI/s1600/Kiss-Psycho+circus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TDBBzqK1HSI/AAAAAAAABvs/tlQQm9MCgWI/s320/Kiss-Psycho+circus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489960301513481506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...cry without tears, see without sight, night without day and every day is black as the night. Fly without wings, feel without touch, touch without feel and everywhere nothing is real. Life without death, world without end, sleep without dreams and nothing is quite what it seems. I want something more that you'll know. Follow myself and go where you can never go. And I see though my eyes are closed. Inside you without your blessing, inside me is me confessing. Outside you is outside me, and inside there is no guarantee. I wanna see from within. I wanna be where I've been. I want a truth, not a lie. I wanna live before I die..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Psycho circus"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-506449048674945114?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/506449048674945114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=506449048674945114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/506449048674945114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/506449048674945114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/07/kiss-within.html' title='Kiss-&quot;Within&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TDBBzqK1HSI/AAAAAAAABvs/tlQQm9MCgWI/s72-c/Kiss-Psycho+circus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3075566353294662811</id><published>2010-06-27T10:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T10:10:31.348+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saurom-"Aciaga función"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TCcHcaQhfkI/AAAAAAAABvk/8V7t7AYxS34/s1600/Saurom-Maryam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TCcHcaQhfkI/AAAAAAAABvk/8V7t7AYxS34/s320/Saurom-Maryam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487362855640596034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...quien te juzga no ve más allá de su ilusa fantasía y aprensión. Nada importa en esta función, hasta que su sed se sacie, hasta que tu alma condenen..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Maryam"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3075566353294662811?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3075566353294662811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3075566353294662811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3075566353294662811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3075566353294662811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/06/saurom-aciaga-funcion.html' title='Saurom-&quot;Aciaga función&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TCcHcaQhfkI/AAAAAAAABvk/8V7t7AYxS34/s72-c/Saurom-Maryam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4968353939320211996</id><published>2010-06-19T10:22:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T10:31:36.791+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anathema-"Summernight horizon"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TByAUalFErI/AAAAAAAABvc/WNhIUCd_QV0/s1600/Anathema-We%27re+here+because+we%27re+here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TByAUalFErI/AAAAAAAABvc/WNhIUCd_QV0/s320/Anathema-We%27re+here+because+we%27re+here.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484399534451004082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...dreamlight comes in waves (the waves within us) to know the space within us. In blood red skies mind takes flight. The sky is falling, oceans rise, worlds collide to know the space between us. Fly in a dream so high, feel so alive. The world is like a jewel in your eyes. One life, feel it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "We're here because we're here"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4968353939320211996?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4968353939320211996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4968353939320211996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4968353939320211996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4968353939320211996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/06/anathema-summernight-horizon.html' title='Anathema-&quot;Summernight horizon&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TByAUalFErI/AAAAAAAABvc/WNhIUCd_QV0/s72-c/Anathema-We%27re+here+because+we%27re+here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-7979837317786471319</id><published>2010-06-14T19:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:11:42.170+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Maiden-"Ghost of the navigator"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TBZipfCVh2I/AAAAAAAABvU/kc_rjxP3X1k/s1600/Iron+Maiden-Brave+new+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 147px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TBZipfCVh2I/AAAAAAAABvU/kc_rjxP3X1k/s320/Iron+Maiden-Brave+new+world.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482678061215614818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...take my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves. Nowhere left to run, navigator's son, chasing rainbows all my days. Where I go I do not know. I only know the place I've been. Dreams they come and go, ever shall be so, nothing's real until you feel..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Brave new world"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-7979837317786471319?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7979837317786471319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=7979837317786471319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7979837317786471319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/7979837317786471319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/06/iron-maiden-ghost-of-navigator.html' title='Iron Maiden-&quot;Ghost of the navigator&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TBZipfCVh2I/AAAAAAAABvU/kc_rjxP3X1k/s72-c/Iron+Maiden-Brave+new+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4169020835594893530</id><published>2010-06-10T19:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:05:37.728+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aura Dione-"Song for Sophie"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TBEbW7JxpZI/AAAAAAAABvM/CPlmBJ6AYo8/s1600/Aura+Dione-Columbine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TBEbW7JxpZI/AAAAAAAABvM/CPlmBJ6AYo8/s320/Aura+Dione-Columbine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481192302136370578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...but I really hope she's made it, that someone took her home. She was lost but wasn't missing, she would always walk alone. She was always like a feather in the air, I never knew if she was flying or falling. She was always like a feather in my life, I hope she flies..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Columbine"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4169020835594893530?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4169020835594893530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4169020835594893530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4169020835594893530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4169020835594893530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/06/aura-dione-song-for-sophie.html' title='Aura Dione-&quot;Song for Sophie&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TBEbW7JxpZI/AAAAAAAABvM/CPlmBJ6AYo8/s72-c/Aura+Dione-Columbine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-85123876686181159</id><published>2010-06-08T22:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:35:36.846+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piratas-"Ansiedad"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TA6pkhgO1cI/AAAAAAAABvE/6FMgOBoxVOc/s1600/Piratas-Relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TA6pkhgO1cI/AAAAAAAABvE/6FMgOBoxVOc/s320/Piratas-Relax.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480504241490417090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...impotencia, ansiedad, melancolía, enojo, desconcierto, deseo, intensidad. Me pasé el día sintiendo los aeropuertos..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Relax"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-85123876686181159?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/85123876686181159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=85123876686181159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/85123876686181159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/85123876686181159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/06/piratas-ansiedad.html' title='Piratas-&quot;Ansiedad&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TA6pkhgO1cI/AAAAAAAABvE/6FMgOBoxVOc/s72-c/Piratas-Relax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8596774212417031271</id><published>2010-06-03T10:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:28:56.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tierra Santa-"Sangre de reyes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TAdnrJUPdhI/AAAAAAAABu8/-1PvhCzJxaM/s1600/Tierra+Santa-Sangre+de+reyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TAdnrJUPdhI/AAAAAAAABu8/-1PvhCzJxaM/s320/Tierra+Santa-Sangre+de+reyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478461462652352018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...se fue buscando otro lugar. Dejó su tierra y se marchó de allí. Subió a su barco y navegó surcando mares donde nunca hay fin [...] Surcando el viento sobre el mar, veloz su barco atravesó la tempestad para luchar en un lugar, en una guerra en la que nunca quiso estar. Pero pronto la guerra acabará y un pensamiento su mente inundará: regresar a su hogar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Sangre de reyes"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8596774212417031271?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8596774212417031271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8596774212417031271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8596774212417031271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8596774212417031271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/06/tierra-santa-sangre-de-reyes.html' title='Tierra Santa-&quot;Sangre de reyes&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TAdnrJUPdhI/AAAAAAAABu8/-1PvhCzJxaM/s72-c/Tierra+Santa-Sangre+de+reyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1495087603377356094</id><published>2010-06-01T18:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T18:21:45.380+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dio-"Rainbow in the dark"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TAUziAGW9gI/AAAAAAAABu0/hpOhIf5m9bw/s1600/Dio-Holy+diver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TAUziAGW9gI/AAAAAAAABu0/hpOhIf5m9bw/s320/Dio-Holy+diver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477841181001315842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...do your demons, do they ever let you go? When you've tried, do they hide deep inside? It is someone that you know. You're a picture, just an image caught in time. We're a lie, you and I. We are words without a rhyme..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Holy diver"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1495087603377356094?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1495087603377356094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1495087603377356094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1495087603377356094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1495087603377356094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/06/dio-rainbow-in-dark.html' title='Dio-&quot;Rainbow in the dark&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/TAUziAGW9gI/AAAAAAAABu0/hpOhIf5m9bw/s72-c/Dio-Holy+diver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4256078149306905676</id><published>2010-04-25T10:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T10:15:51.987+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Company-"Simple man"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S9P6JEDg3wI/AAAAAAAABus/mdUULi0fV88/s1600/Bad+Company-Run+with+the+pack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S9P6JEDg3wI/AAAAAAAABus/mdUULi0fV88/s320/Bad+Company-Run+with+the+pack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463985806544789250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...I am just a simple man trying to be me, it ain't easy. I am just a simple man trying to be free, believe me. Freedom is the only thing means a damn to me, you can't fake it. Freedom is the only song sings a song for me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Run with the pack"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4256078149306905676?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4256078149306905676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4256078149306905676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4256078149306905676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4256078149306905676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-company-simple-man.html' title='Bad Company-&quot;Simple man&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S9P6JEDg3wI/AAAAAAAABus/mdUULi0fV88/s72-c/Bad+Company-Run+with+the+pack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1012521938480909852</id><published>2010-04-24T09:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:15:05.460+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Judas Priest-"Heading out to the highway"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S9KaSYnN7-I/AAAAAAAABuk/SjLG4dW48Hg/s1600/Judas+Priest-Point+of+entry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S9KaSYnN7-I/AAAAAAAABuk/SjLG4dW48Hg/s320/Judas+Priest-Point+of+entry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463598938589097954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...it's easy to go along with the crowd and find later on that your say ain't allowed. That's the way to find what you've been missing. So I'm heading out to the highway. I got nothing to lose at all. I'm gonna do it my way and take the chance before I fall..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Point of entry"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1012521938480909852?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1012521938480909852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1012521938480909852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1012521938480909852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1012521938480909852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/judas-priest-heading-out-to-highway.html' title='Judas Priest-&quot;Heading out to the highway&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S9KaSYnN7-I/AAAAAAAABuk/SjLG4dW48Hg/s72-c/Judas+Priest-Point+of+entry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-1344912142112441714</id><published>2010-04-18T11:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T16:51:14.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearl Jam-"Unemployable"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8rPlUiOj-I/AAAAAAAABuc/RmEF4xdTRWY/s1600/Pearl+Jam-Pearl+Jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8rPlUiOj-I/AAAAAAAABuc/RmEF4xdTRWY/s320/Pearl+Jam-Pearl+Jam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461405738214526946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...so this life is sacrifice, jumping trains just to survive. Well, his wife and kid are sleeping but he's still awake. On his brain weighs the curse of thirty bills unpaid. Gets up, lights a cigarette. He's grown to hate, thinking if he can't sleep, how will he ever dream?..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Pearl Jam"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-1344912142112441714?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1344912142112441714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=1344912142112441714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1344912142112441714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/1344912142112441714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/pearl-jam-unemployable.html' title='Pearl Jam-&quot;Unemployable&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8rPlUiOj-I/AAAAAAAABuc/RmEF4xdTRWY/s72-c/Pearl+Jam-Pearl+Jam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8127530398984792270</id><published>2010-04-17T10:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:10:47.036+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stravaganzza-"...y en soledad me lamento"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8ls1s2sZZI/AAAAAAAABuU/es_UmQhUdsQ/s1600/Stravaganzza-Primer+acto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8ls1s2sZZI/AAAAAAAABuU/es_UmQhUdsQ/s320/Stravaganzza-Primer+acto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461015692992865682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...quiero volver a respirar donde aún el aire está vivo y la codicia muda está. Recuerdos de un tiempo inicial cuando aún no estábamos locos, quedaban sueños por llegar. [...] Estáis vacíos, vivís en mundos de cristal. Quiero volver a respirar y oler la tierra mojada, donde el invierno llora en paz. Recuerdos de un tiempo inicial cuando aún el mundo era libre..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Primer acto"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8127530398984792270?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8127530398984792270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8127530398984792270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8127530398984792270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8127530398984792270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/stravaganzza-y-en-soledad-me-lamento.html' title='Stravaganzza-&quot;...y en soledad me lamento&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8ls1s2sZZI/AAAAAAAABuU/es_UmQhUdsQ/s72-c/Stravaganzza-Primer+acto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-590281150792752670</id><published>2010-04-11T10:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T10:21:55.582+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Led Zeppelin-"Immigrant song"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8GGmPMEvCI/AAAAAAAABuM/phgFU1Sq-QI/s1600/Led+Zeppelin-III.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8GGmPMEvCI/AAAAAAAABuM/phgFU1Sq-QI/s320/Led+Zeppelin-III.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458792214820076578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...so now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins, for peace and trust can win the day despite all your losing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "III"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-590281150792752670?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/590281150792752670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=590281150792752670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/590281150792752670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/590281150792752670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/led-zeppelin-immigrant-song.html' title='Led Zeppelin-&quot;Immigrant song&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8GGmPMEvCI/AAAAAAAABuM/phgFU1Sq-QI/s72-c/Led+Zeppelin-III.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3804369498343806155</id><published>2010-04-10T11:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T11:33:39.979+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacrimosa-"Fassade: 1 Satz"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8BF72h_cqI/AAAAAAAABuE/x6amiXHFHDE/s1600/Lacrimosa-Fassade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8BF72h_cqI/AAAAAAAABuE/x6amiXHFHDE/s320/Lacrimosa-Fassade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458439642925724322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...schaut mich nicht an! Ich bin kein Tier! Nur ein Menschenkind, für euch ein fremdes Wesen, vielleicht. Mit Augen und Ohren, einem Herz und viel Gefühl, und immer noch mit einem klaren und auch freien Verstand! Vielleicht bin ich nur ein Schatten der euren Plan verdunkeln will. Vielleicht bin ich ein Gewitter dessen Regen manches Samen Durst nach Wachstum leiste stillt [...] Schaut mich nicht an! Tief in euch werft euren Blick! Nicht die anderen sind Täter, und vergiften diese Welt. Nein, ein Jeder kämpft und streitet und gestaltet dieses Leben. Und wenn ihr redet, wessen Geist ist eurer vielen Worte Inhalt? Wart ihr jemals an dem Abgrund zwischen Herz und dem Verstand? Könnt ihr sagen: Ich erlerne mich?..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Fassade"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3804369498343806155?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3804369498343806155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3804369498343806155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3804369498343806155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3804369498343806155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/lacrimosa-fassade-1-satz.html' title='Lacrimosa-&quot;Fassade: 1 Satz&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S8BF72h_cqI/AAAAAAAABuE/x6amiXHFHDE/s72-c/Lacrimosa-Fassade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-4900943511917196854</id><published>2010-04-05T09:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:47:09.679+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tesla-"Changes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7mVd8bZ9CI/AAAAAAAABt8/pa5TtiIMpbA/s1600/Tesla-Mechanical+resonance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7mVd8bZ9CI/AAAAAAAABt8/pa5TtiIMpbA/s320/Tesla-Mechanical+resonance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456556765205885986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...changes, time's making changes in my life. Rearranging, can't seem to stop the hands of time. I remember I was so young, I was much too young to see. Now I'm older, growing older, and I see things differently..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Mechanical resonance"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-4900943511917196854?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4900943511917196854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=4900943511917196854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4900943511917196854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/4900943511917196854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/tesla-changes.html' title='Tesla-&quot;Changes&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7mVd8bZ9CI/AAAAAAAABt8/pa5TtiIMpbA/s72-c/Tesla-Mechanical+resonance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-8520338627351749469</id><published>2010-04-04T08:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:05:40.987+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Suaves-"Frío como una llave"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7g5_lDdy7I/AAAAAAAABt0/JCF2GV9VNVc/s1600/Los+Suaves-Adi%C3%B3s+adi%C3%B3s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7g5_lDdy7I/AAAAAAAABt0/JCF2GV9VNVc/s320/Los+Suaves-Adi%C3%B3s+adi%C3%B3s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456174713000545202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...recuerdo que cada noche, todas las noches de cada fin de semana, sin querer escuchaba a su tabique contando, después de manchar la cama y antes de mojar la almohada, que decía sollozando: "¡Qué pobres somos, qué pobres!¡No tenemos casi nada! Pobres tirando a felices, porque nunca estaremos solos. Viajaremos siempre juntos por esos carriles grises que llevan al tren que nos lleva a las estaciones tristes [...] La araña que se lleva dentro sigue tejiendo la tela de los deseos y sueños fríos como una vela. Frío como una llave, frío como el destino, frío como una vela, frío como el camino..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Adiós, adiós"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-8520338627351749469?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8520338627351749469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=8520338627351749469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8520338627351749469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/8520338627351749469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/los-suaves-frio-como-una-llave.html' title='Los Suaves-&quot;Frío como una llave&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7g5_lDdy7I/AAAAAAAABt0/JCF2GV9VNVc/s72-c/Los+Suaves-Adi%C3%B3s+adi%C3%B3s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6888402594312298432</id><published>2010-04-02T10:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T10:40:32.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saurom-"Mentiras de seda pulcra"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7Wtdx9K2xI/AAAAAAAABts/5ye73Lbn-18/s1600/Saurom-Maryam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7Wtdx9K2xI/AAAAAAAABts/5ye73Lbn-18/s320/Saurom-Maryam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455457250766936850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...las calumnias acechan sin ver. ¿Dónde está ese viejo amigo que presta su hombro al llanto? La hipocresía luce ilesa triunfadora, enfrentando las mentiras de seda pulcra. La mente acota el corazón en el recuerdo. Mírale a la cara sin temblar. Por tres veces lo negaste, ¿ves? Medroso arrepentimiento merodea en tu disculpa. Romperéis, romperéis vuestra unión con el miedo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Maryam"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6888402594312298432?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6888402594312298432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6888402594312298432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6888402594312298432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6888402594312298432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/04/saurom-mentiras-de-seda-pulcra.html' title='Saurom-&quot;Mentiras de seda pulcra&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7Wtdx9K2xI/AAAAAAAABts/5ye73Lbn-18/s72-c/Saurom-Maryam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2258307543173528576</id><published>2010-03-30T18:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:13:18.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorpions-"Spirit of rock"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7IjGKaoywI/AAAAAAAABtk/PRLVH6A_Nwo/s1600/Scorpions-Sting+in+the+tail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7IjGKaoywI/AAAAAAAABtk/PRLVH6A_Nwo/s320/Scorpions-Sting+in+the+tail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454460687481359106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...we are in the ocean, every kind of fish. We are a human rainbow, we are whatever we wish. We have been forever and we shall always be. We can endure forever, we are eternity [...] We've been nights so lonely, we've been our days up-down. Some things we've learnt to live with, some things we live without. We got no time for waiting, we got no secret codes, for there is no tomorrow, there's only here and now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Sting in the tail"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2258307543173528576?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2258307543173528576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2258307543173528576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2258307543173528576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2258307543173528576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/03/scorpions-spirit-of-rock_30.html' title='Scorpions-&quot;Spirit of rock&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S7IjGKaoywI/AAAAAAAABtk/PRLVH6A_Nwo/s72-c/Scorpions-Sting+in+the+tail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-5714271640977045447</id><published>2010-03-20T11:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:29:15.185+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Company-"Seagull"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S6Sjdtg95LI/AAAAAAAABsM/Jz4O-W9EQUo/s1600-h/Bad+Company-Bad+Company.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S6Sjdtg95LI/AAAAAAAABsM/Jz4O-W9EQUo/s320/Bad+Company-Bad+Company.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450661179854546098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...seagull you fly across the horizon into the misty morning sun. Nobody asks you where you are going, nobody knows where you're from. Here is a man asking the question: Is this really the end of the world? Seagull you must have known for a long time the shape of things to come. Now you fly through the sky never asking why. And you fly all around 'til somebody shoots you down [...] And you fly away today, and you'll fly away tomorrow. Seagull go and fly, fly to your tomorrow, leave me to my sorrow..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Bad Company"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-5714271640977045447?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5714271640977045447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=5714271640977045447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5714271640977045447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/5714271640977045447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/03/bad-company-seagull.html' title='Bad Company-&quot;Seagull&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S6Sjdtg95LI/AAAAAAAABsM/Jz4O-W9EQUo/s72-c/Bad+Company-Bad+Company.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-3438597148808265275</id><published>2010-03-07T09:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:01:26.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Antonio Orozco-"Aire en las espaldas"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S5NrYZF16RI/AAAAAAAABrs/SI-GDCLkpeQ/s1600-h/Antonio+Orozco-Renovatio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S5NrYZF16RI/AAAAAAAABrs/SI-GDCLkpeQ/s320/Antonio+Orozco-Renovatio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445814441217485074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...paseando por el bazar de la esperanza te paraste a mirar donde siempre había alas, parecía que esperaban. Pocos días para probar las alas blancas que hoy me dejan volar. Como siempre me explicabas, cuando vuelas no hay mañana. Llevo aire en las espaldas y voy tras de ti. Los lamentos se acercaban a preguntar dónde ir y cómo vivir. Ahora entiendo lo de detrás, por qué la vida no dejaba avanzar. No tenía alas, nadie me enseñaba. El misterio no tiene más que aquella forma en la que debes mirar, que los límites son nada, cuando vuelas no hay mañana. Voy flotando sobre el tiempo muy cerca de ti. No hay ni cuándos ni pretextos, hoy todo está aquí y no tiene fin. Fíjate un momento en lo perfecto, no hay más formas de elegir. Vivo desgranando los momentos, no hay más formas de vivir. Vuelo muy alto, sin miedo, contigo lo aprendí. Robo el tiempo sin avisar, en tu mirada me lo quiero gastar, no hay otra manera, no hay peor espera. Quedan fotos por revelar, las que guardan lo que está por llegar. Son profundos mares los que adornan mis retales. Llevo aire en las espaldas, no entiendo del fin. Si este aire se me acaba, volveré a buscar, volveré a volar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Renovatio"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-3438597148808265275?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3438597148808265275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=3438597148808265275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3438597148808265275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/3438597148808265275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/03/antonio-orozco-aire-en-las-espaldas.html' title='Antonio Orozco-&quot;Aire en las espaldas&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S5NrYZF16RI/AAAAAAAABrs/SI-GDCLkpeQ/s72-c/Antonio+Orozco-Renovatio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-6978417071013029994</id><published>2010-03-06T10:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:54:43.018+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept-"Ahead of the pack"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S5ImLWYZiNI/AAAAAAAABrk/ytohg35E41Y/s1600-h/Accept-Restless+and+wild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S5ImLWYZiNI/AAAAAAAABrk/ytohg35E41Y/s320/Accept-Restless+and+wild.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445456875872684242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...don't you kill the feelings, live to your heart. You're miles away but you know where to start. Now you've got the muscle to knock out a lie, 'cause you're ahead of the pack. No one will spit in your eye. Get up and roll on, get up and go on, the going is going fast. You are ahead of the pack, never look back..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Restless and wild"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-6978417071013029994?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6978417071013029994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=6978417071013029994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6978417071013029994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/6978417071013029994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/03/accept-ahead-of-pack.html' title='Accept-&quot;Ahead of the pack&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S5ImLWYZiNI/AAAAAAAABrk/ytohg35E41Y/s72-c/Accept-Restless+and+wild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38746710.post-2872834689416126349</id><published>2010-03-02T18:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:15:16.538+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Barón Rojo-"Hijos del blues (Generación perdida)"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S41HnB-UstI/AAAAAAAABrc/ppzDkjF75zQ/s1600-h/Bar%C3%B3n+Rojo-Desaf%C3%ADo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S41HnB-UstI/AAAAAAAABrc/ppzDkjF75zQ/s320/Bar%C3%B3n+Rojo-Desaf%C3%ADo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444086260431106770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...hoy aún llenos de fe, dejándonos la piel al borde de un arcén. Hoy jugar siempre es perder, y andar retroceder, entre la espada y la pared. Aún no pudimos comprender que cada paso era un traspiés [...] Hoy es casi como ayer, errantes por doquier tratando de volver. Buscando alguna solución, poniendo siempre el corazón [...] Generación perdida entre la multitud, generación maldita cegada por la luz, generación prohibida, hijos del blues..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del álbum "Desafío"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38746710-2872834689416126349?l=fitisongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2872834689416126349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38746710&amp;postID=2872834689416126349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2872834689416126349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38746710/posts/default/2872834689416126349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fitisongs.blogspot.com/2010/03/baron-rojo-hijos-del-blues-generacion.html' title='Barón Rojo-&quot;Hijos del blues (Generación perdida)&quot;'/><author><name>fiti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01212187592104328343</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X-mVf2bOpvg/S41HnB-UstI/AAAAAAAABrc/ppzDkjF75zQ/s72-c/Bar%C3%B3n+Rojo-Desaf%C3%ADo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
