Illustrated Poems and Songs

“Wanderer above the Sea of Fog”

By Caspar David Friedrich

My voice Within this restless, hurried, modern world We took our hearts' full pleasure--You and I, And now the white sails of our ship are furled, And spent the lading of our argosy.

Wherefore my cheeks before their time are wan, For very weeping is my gladness fled, Sorrow has paled my young mouth's vermilion, And Ruin draws the curtains of my bed.

But all this crowded life has been to thee No more than lyre, or lute, or subtle spell Of viols, or the music of the sea That sleeps, a mimic echo, in the shell.

Oscar Wilde

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Cristina PĂŠrez

When you are old When you are old and grey and full of sleep and nodding by the fire, take down this book, and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep余 how many loved your moments of glace grace, and loved your beauty with love false or true, but one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you, and loved the sorrows of your changing face余 and bending down beside the glowing bars, murmur, a little sadly, how love fled and paced upon the mountains overhead and hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

William Butler Yeats

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Andrea Vilari単o

Romance Romance, who loves to nod and sing, With drowsy head and folded wing, Among the green leaves as they shake Far down within some shadowy lake, To me a painted paroquet Hath been a most familiar bird Taught me my alphabet to say To lisp my very earliest word While in the wild wood I did lie, A child with a most knowing eye.

Of late, eternal Condor years So shake the very Heaven on high With tumult as they thunder by, I have no time for idle cares Through gazing on the unquiet sky.

And when an hour with calmer wings Its down upon my spirit flings That little time with lyre and rhyme To while away forbidden things!

My heart would feel to be a crime Unless it trembled with the strings.

Edgar Allan Poe

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Aitor Casal

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometimes declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st: So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

William Shakespeare

SerafĂ­n SantamariĂąa

This is just to say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold William Carlos Williams

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David Real

This is just to say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold William Carlos Williams

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Silvia Iglesias

Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens Last night I dreamed of chickens, there were chickens everywhere, they were standing on my stomach, they were nesting in my hair, they were pecking at my pillow, they were hopping on my head, they were ruffling up their feathers as they raced about my bed.

They were on the chairs and tables, they were on the chandeliers, they were roosting in my ears, there were chickens, chickens, chickens for as far as, I noticed there were eggs on top of me.

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Jack Prelutsky

Diego L贸pez

Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens Last night I dreamed of chickens, there were chickens everywhere, they were standing on my stomach, they were nesting in my hair, they were pecking at my pillow, they were hopping on my head, they were ruffling up their feathers as they raced about my bed.

They were on the chairs and tables, they were on the chandeliers, they were roosting in my ears, there were chickens, chickens, chickens for as far as, I noticed there were eggs on top of me.

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Jack Prelutsky

Victoria Formoso

Thistles Against the rubber tongues of cows and the hoeing hands of men Thistles spike the summer air And crackle open under a blue-black pressure.

Every one a revengeful burst Of resurrection, a grasped fistful Of splintered weapons and Icelandic frost thrust up From the underground stain of a decayed Viking.

They are like pale hair and the gutturals of dialects.

Everyone manages a plume of blood.

Then they grow grey like men.

Mown down, it is a feud. Their sons appear Stiff with weapons, fighting back over the same ground.

Ted Huches

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Alejandro MartĂ­nez

My mistress eyes are nothing like the sun My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.

W. Shakespeare

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Vanesa Cao

WIND This house has been far out at sea all night, the woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, winds stampeding the fields under the window loundering black astride and blinding wet.

Till day rose; then under an orange sky the hills had new places, and wind wielded blade-light, luminous black and emerald, flexing like the lens of a mad eye.

At noon I scaled along the house-side as far as the coalhouse door. Once I looked up -through the brunt wind that dented the balls of my eyes the tent of the hills drummed and strained its guyrope,

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Alejandro MartĂ­nez

The fields quivering, the skyline a grimace, at any second to bang and vanish with a flap; the wind flung a magpie away and a blackback gull bent like an iron bar slowly. The house rang like some fine green goblet in the note that any second would shatter it. Now deep in chairs, in front of the great fire, we grip our hearts and cannot entertain book, thought, or each other. We watch the fire blazing, and feel the roots of the house move, but sit on, seeing the window tremble to come in, hearing the stones cry out under the horizons.

Ted Huches

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Alejandro MartĂ­nez

Eyes Wide Open With our eyes wide open we...

So this is the end of the story Everything we had, everything we did Is buried in dust And this dust is all that's left of us And only a few ever worried While the signs were clear They had no idea You just get used to living in fear Or give up When you can't even picture your future We walk the plank with our eyes wide open We walk the plank with our eyes wide open we Yeah we walk the plank with our eyes wide open we Some people offered up answers (questions) We made out like we heard They were only words They didn't add up To a change in the way we were living And the saddest thing Is all of it could have been avoided But it was like to stop consuming's to stop being human And why'd I make a change if you won't?

We're all in the same boat Staying afloat for the moment We walk the plank with our eyes wide open And we walk the plank with our eyes wide open we With our eyes wide open we We walk the plank, we walk the plank So that is the end of the story...

Gotye

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Aldara L贸pez

Alone From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring.

From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone.

Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view.

Edgar Allan Poe

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David Lamas

Alone From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring.

From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone.

Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view.

Edgar Allan Poe

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Jorge Carneiro

Alone From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring.

From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone.

Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view.

Edgar Allan Poe

http://www.colegio-cristobalcolon.com.mx/blog/?attachment_id=241 Jorge G贸mez

If you forget me I want you to know one thing.

You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail oward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land.

Pablo Neruda

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Irene PĂŠrez

Comunism I was a communist throughout.

Justly though, the other communists looked askance at me. I was a communist despite their certainties, despite my doubts.

Justly they did not see themselves in me. .

They would not admit my discipline.

My centralism seemed anarchy to them.

My self-criticisms contradicted theirs.

Special communists cannot be: to think so is not to be so. .

Justly they did not see themselves in me, my comrades. Like them, I too was enslaved. Even more so: I tended to forget it.

They did their work, I followed my inclination.

Exactly that: I was a communist throughout. .

Despite their certainties, despite my doubts I always wanted this world ended.

Myself ended too. And it was that exactly which estranged us. My hopes had no point for them.

My centralism seemed anarchy to them.

As if I wanted more, more truth, more for me to give them, more for them to give me. Thus living, dying thus.

I was a communist throughout.

I always wanted this world ended.

I have survived enough to see comrades who bruised me broken by intolerable truths.

Now tell me: you knew very well I was with you?

Was that why you hated me? My truth is truly needed, breathed in through space and time, heard patiently.

Franco Fortini

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José Carlos García

As I Grew Older It was a long time ago.

I have almost forgotten my dream But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun My dream.

And then the wall rose, Rose slowly, Slowly, Between me and my dream.

Rose until it touched the sky The wall.

Shadow.

I am black.

I lie down in the shadow.

No longer the light of my dream before me, Above me.

Only the thick wall.

Only the shadow.

My hands!

My dark hands!

Break through the wall!

Find my dream!

Help me to shatter this darkness, To smash this night, To break this shadow Into a thousand lights of sun, Into a thousand whirling dreams Of sun!

Langston Hughes

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Mar Alvari単o

Smile Smile thought your heart is aching Smile even thought it's breaking When there are clouds in the sky you'll get by If you smile through your pain and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow You'll see the sun come shining thru for you.

Light up your face with gladness Hide every trace of sadness Althought a tear maybe ever so near That's the time you must keep on trying Smile, what's the use of crying?

You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you'll just smile.

Ooohhhh, oohhhhh That's the time you must keep on trying Smile, what's the use of crying?

You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you'll just smile.

Smile thought your heart is aching Smile even thought it's breaking When there are clouds in the sky you'll get by That's the time you must keep on trying Smile, what's the use of crying?

You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you'll just smile.

You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you'll just smile.

Smile‌ Charlie Chaplin

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JosĂŠ Carlos GarcĂ­a

Cinderella I guess you think you know this story.

You don't. The real one's much more gory.

The phoney one, the one you know, was cooked up years and years ago, and made to sound all soft and sappy just to keep the children happy.

Mind you, they got the first bit right, the bit where, in the dead of night, the Ugly Sisters, jewels and all, departed for the Palace Ball, while darling little Cinderella was locked up in a slimy cellar, where rats who wanted things to eat, began to nibble at her feet.

She bellowed 'Help!' and 'Let me out!

The Magic Fairy heard her shout.

Appearing in a blaze of light, she said: 'My dear, are you all right?'

'All right?' cried Cindy .'Can't you see 'I feel as rotten as can be!'

She beat her fist against the wall, and shouted, 'Get me to the Ball!

'There is a Disco at the Palace!

'The rest have gone and I am jealous!

'I want a dress! I want a coach!

'And earrings and a diamond brooch!

'And silver slippers, two of those!

'And lovely nylon panty hose!

'Done up like that I'll guarantee 'The handsome Prince will fall for me!'

The Fairy said, 'Hang on a tick.'

She gave her wand a mighty flick and quickly, in no time at all, Cindy was at the Palace Ball!

It made the Ugly Sisters wince to see her dancing with the Prince.

She held him very tight and pressed herself against his manly chest.

The Prince himself was turned to pulp, all he could do was gasp and gulp.

Then midnight struck. She shouted,'Heck!

I've got to run to save my neck!'

The Prince cried, 'No! Alas! Alack!'

He grabbed her dress to hold her back.

As Cindy shouted, 'Let me go!'

The dress was ripped from head to toe.

She ran out in her underwear, and lost one slipper on the stair.

The Prince was on it like a dart, he pressed it to his pounding heart, 'The girl this slipper fits,' he cried, 'Tomorrow morn shall be my bride!

I'll visit every house in town 'Until I've tracked the maiden down!'

Then rather carelessly, I fear, he placed it on a crate of beer.

At once, one of the Ugly Sisters, (The one whose face was blotched with blisters) Sneaked up and grabbed the dainty shoe, and quickly flushed it down the loo.

Then in its place she calmly put the slipper from her own left foot.

Ah ha, you see, the plot grows thicker, cnd Cindy's luck starts looking sicker.

Next day, the Prince went charging down to knock on all the doors in town.

In every house, the tension grew.

Who was the owner of the shoe?

The shoe was long and very wide.

(A normal foot got lost inside.)

Also it smelled a wee bit icky.

(The owner's feet were hot and sticky.)

Thousands of eager people came

to try it on, but all in vain.

Now came the Ugly Sisters' go.

One tried it on. The Prince screamed, 'No!' But she screamed, 'Yes! It fits! Whoopee!

'So now you've got to marry me!'

The Prince went white from ear to ear.

He muttered, 'Let me out of here.'

'Oh no you don't! You made a vow!

'There's no way you can back out now!'

'Off with her head!'The Prince roared back.

They chopped it off with one big whack.

This pleased the Prince. He smiled and said, 'She's prettier without her head.'

Then up came Sister Number Two, who yelled, 'Now I will try the shoe!'

'Try this instead!' the Prince yelled back.

He swung his trusty sword and smack her head went crashing to the ground.

It bounced a bit and rolled around.

In the kitchen, peeling spuds, Cinderella heard the thuds of bouncing heads upon the floor, And poked her own head round the door.

'What's all the racket? 'Cindy cried.

'Mind your own bizz,' the Prince replied.

Poor Cindy's heart was torn to shreds.

My Prince! she thought. He chops off heads!

How could I marry anyone Who does that sort of thing for fun?

The Prince cried, 'Who's this dirty slut?

'Off with her nut! Off with her nut!'

Just then, all in a blaze of light, The Magic Fairy hove in sight, Her Magic Wand went swoosh and swish!

'Cindy! 'she cried, 'come make a wish!

'Wish anything and have no doubt 'That I will make it come about!'

Cindy answered, 'Oh kind Fairy, 'This time I shall be more wary.

'No more Princes, no more money.

'I have had my taste of honey.

I'm wishing for a decent man.

'They're hard to find. D'you think you can?'

Within a minute, Cinderella Was married to a lovely feller, A simple jam maker by trade, Who sold good home-made marmalade.

Their house was filled with smiles and laughter And they were happy ever after.

Roald Dahl

Aldara L贸pez

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We are young Give me a second, I I need to get my story straight My friends are in the bathroom Getting higher than the Empire State My lover she is waiting for me Just across the bar, My seat's been taken by some sunglasses Asking 'bout a scar I know I gave it to you months ago I know you're trying to forget But between the drinks and subtle things And the holes in my apologies You know I'm trying hard to take it back So if by the time the bar closes And you feel like falling down I'll carry you home Tonight, We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun Now I know that I'm not All that you got I guess that I, I just thought, Maybe we could find new ways to fall apart But our friends are back So let's raise the cup 'Cause I found someone to carry me home

Tonight We are young So let's the set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun Carry me home tonight Just carry me home tonight (The world is on my side, ) Carry me home tonight (I have no reason to run, ) Just carry me home tonight (So will someone come and carry me home tonight?)

The angels never arrived, But I can hear the choir So will someone come and carry me home Tonight, We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun So if by the time the bar closes And you feel like falling down I'll carry you home, Tonight.

Fun

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Mar Alvarip単o

Higway to Hell Livin' easy lovin' free season ticket on a one way ride asking nothing leave me be taking everything in my stride don't need reason don't need rhyme ain't nothin' that I’d rather do goin' down party time my friends are gonna be there too I’m on the highway to hell on the highway to hell highway to hell I’m on the highway to hell no stop signs speed limit nobody's gonna slow me down like a wheel gonna spin it nobody's gonna mess me around hey satan payin' my dues playin' in a rockin' band hey mumma look at me I’m on the way to the promised land I’m on the highway to hell highway to hell (highway to hell)

I’m on the highway to hell highway to hell don't stop me I’m on the highway to hell on the highway to hell highway to hell I’m on the highway to hell (highway to hell) I’m on the highway to hell (highway to hell) highway to hell (highway to hell) highway to hell and I’m goin' down all the way I’m on the highway to hell.

AC/DC

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Diego López

Radioactive I’m waking up to ash and dust I wipe my brow and sweat my rust I’m breathing in the chemicals I’m breaking in and shaping up Then checking out on the prison bus This is it the apocalypse I’m waking up I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems grow Welcome to the new age To the new age Welcome to the new age To the new age I’m radioactive Radioactive I’m radioactive Radioactive I raise my flag and don my clothes It’s a revolution I suppose We’re painted red to fit right in I’m breaking in and shaping up Then checking out on the prison bus This is it the apocalypse I’m waking up I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems grow Welcome to the new age To the new age Welcome to the new age To the new age

I’m radioactive Radioactive I’m radioactive Radioactive All systems go Sun hasn’t died Deep in my bones Straight from inside I’m waking up I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems grow Welcome to the new age To the new age Welcome to the new age To the new age I’m radioactive Radioactive I’m radioactive Radioactive Imagine Dragons

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David Lamas

Pursuit of happiness Mmmm ooohh... hey... Ratata... yeah... nah nah nah... nah nah nah Crush a bit, little bit, Roll it up, take a hit, Feeling lit, feeling right, 2am, summer night, I don't care, hand on the wheel, driving drunk I'm doing my thang, rolling in the mid beside me now, living my life, getting my dreams, people told me slow my road, I'm screaming out "fuck that", I'm a do just what I want, looking ahead no turning back, if I fall if I die, know I lived it to the fullest, if I fall if I die, know I lived than missing bullets.

[Chorus:] I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know, everything is shining all is gonna be gold (hey), I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be gooooooooood. [x2] Tell me what you know about dreamin (dreamin), You ain't really know bout nothin (nothin), tell me what you know about the night terrors every night, 5am cold sweats, waking up to the sky, Tell me what you know about dreams (dreams), tell me what you know about night terrors nothin, you don't really care about the trials of tomorrow, rather lay awake in the bed full of sorrow.

[Chorus:] I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know, everything is shining all is gonna be gold (hey), I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be gooooooooood. [x2] I'm on the pursuit of happiness, I know everything is shining... always gold, I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be goood-ood...

[Chorus:] I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know, everything is shining all is gonna be gold (hey), I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be gooooooooood. [x2] Pursuit of happiness... yeah... I'm a get it... I'll be... good... uughh... oh man... oh alright... oh... room is spinning, room is spinning... Pat... Zule... where... oh fuck... oooohhh my god why did I drink so much and smoke so much oooohhhh!

Kid kudi

Hiding my heart So this is how the story went I met someone by accident That blew me away That blew me away It was in the darkest of my days When you took my sorrow and you took my pain and buried them away, you buried them away.

And I wish I could lay down beside you When the day is done and wake up to your face under the morning sun but like everything I´ve ever known.

I´m sure you´ll go one day so I´ll spend my whole life hiding my heart away.

I dropped you off at the train station and put a kiss on top of your head I watched you wave I watched you wave Then I went on home to my skyscrapers neon lights and waiting papers that I call home I call it home And wish I could lay down beside you when the day is done and wake up to your face against the morning sun but like everything I´ve ever known I´m sure you´ll go one day so I´ll spend my whole life hiding my heart away.

I woke up feeling heavy hearted I´m going back to where I started The morning rain The morning rain and you know I wish that you were here but that same old road that brought me here Is calling me home Is calling me home And I wish I could lay down beside you When the day is done and wake up to your face against the morning sun but like everything I´ve ever known so I´ll spend my whole life hiding my heart away and I can´t spend my whole life hiding my heart away.

Brandi Carlile

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Andrea Vilariño

Hey Joe Hey joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand hey joe, i said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh i'm goin' down to shoot my old lady you know i caught her messin' 'round with another man yeah, i'm goin' down to shoot my old lady you know i caught her messin' 'round with another man huh! and that ain't cool huh hey hoe, i heard you shot your mamma down you shot her down now hey joe, i heard you shot your lady down you shot her down in the groud yeah! yeah! yes, i did, i shot her you know i caught her messin' round messin' round town huh, yes i did i shot her you know i caught my old lady messin' 'round town and i gave her the gun and i shot her alright shoot her one more time again baby! yeah! oh dig it oh alright hey joe, where you gonna run to now where you gonna go hey joe, i said where you gonna run to now where you gonna go i'm goin' way down south way down to mexico way alright i'm goin' way down south way down where i can be free ain't no one gonna find me ain't no hang-man gonna he ain't gonna put a rope around me you better believe it right now i gotta go now hey, joe you better run on down goodbye everybody hey hey joe

Jimi Hendrix

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David Real

Starman Goodbye love Didn't know what time it was the lights were low oh how I leaned back on my radio oh oh Some cat was layin down some rock n roll lotta soul, he said Then the loud sound did seem to fade a ade Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase ha hase That werent no d.j. that was hazy cosmic jive There's a starman waiting in the sky Hed like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky Hes told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie I had to phone someone so I picked on you ho ho Hey, that's far out so you heard him too! o o Switch on the tv we may pick him up on channel two Look out your window I can see his light a ight If we can sparkle he may land tonight a ight Don't tell your poppa or hell get us locked up in fright There's a starman waiting in the sky Hed like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky Hes told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie Starman waiting in the sky Hed like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky Hes told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie David Bowie

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Aitor Casal

Sweet Child O‟Mine She's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything Was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see her face She takes me away to that special place And if I stared too long I'd probably break down and cry Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine She's got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder And the rain To quietly pass me by Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine Where do we go Where do we go now Where do we go Sweet child o' mine Guns „N‟ Roses

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Irene PĂŠrez

Yesterday Yesterday, There was so many things I was never told Now that I'm startin' to learn I feel I'm growing old 'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me Old pictures that I'll always see Some things could be better In my book of memories Prayers in my pocket And no hand in destiny I'll keep on movin' along With no time to plant my feet 'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me Old pictures that I'll always see Some things could be better If we'd all just let them be Yesterday's got nothin' for me Yesterday's got nothin' for me Got nothin' for me Yesterday, There was so many things I was never shown Suddenly this time I found I'm on the streets and I'm all alone Yesterday's got nothin' for me Old pictures that I'll always see I ain't got time to reminisce old novelties Yesterday's got nothin' for me Yesterday's got nothin' for me Yesterday's got nothin' for me Yesterday Guns „Nâ€&#x; Roses

http://unpensamientocadadia.blogspot.com.es/2010/02/si-piensas-que-estoy-pensando-en-ti.html

Jorge G贸mez

Maybe this Christmas It's Christmas time and Santa's here, Making the children smile But he's just a pedophile So you better watch your child.

Christmas trees in every house Covered in shiny lights But they just turn brown and die, Or set your whole house on fire These are the reasons I hate the seasons, but imma give it a try.

Maybe this year I won’t be sad on Christmas Maybe I'll have a happy holiday.

Replace my heart ache and my pain, With mistletoe and candy cane This Christmas, could go my way.

Having fun with all your friends, Sippin on that eggnog, But it just looks like jizz All over your upper lips.

House made out of ginger bread Cookies like Christmas trees Giving ya heart disease And type 2 diabetes.

These are the reasons I hate the seasons, but imma give it a try.

Maybe this year I won’t be sad on Christmas Maybe I'll have a happy holiday.

Replace my heart ache and my pain, With mistletoe and candy cane This Christmas, could go my way.

I've never seen reindeer fly I've never heard the sleigh bells ring I've never seen a snowman come to life I've never heard the angels sing But I hope, and I prey That maybe this Christmas day That'll change.

Maybe this year I won’t be sad on Christmas Maybe I'll have a happy holiday.

Replace my heart ache and my pain, With mistletoe and candy cane This Christmas, could go my way.

Maybe this year I won’t be sad on Christmas Maybe I'll have a happy holiday.

Replace my heart ache and my pain, Let's just dance the night away.

This Christmas, is going my way.

Just Dance with me.

Shane Dawson

Girl on Fire She's just a girl, and she's on fire Hotter than a fantasy, longer like a highway She's living in a world, and it's on fire Feeling the catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away Oh, she got both feet on the ground And she's burning it down Oh, she got her head in the clouds And she's not backing down This girl is on fire This girl is on fire She's walking on fire This girl is on fire Looks like a girl, but she's a flame So bright, she can burn your eyes Better look the other way You can try but you'll never forget her name She's on top of the world Hottest of the hottest girls say Oh, we got our feet on the ground And we're burning it down Oh, got our head in the clouds And we're not coming down This girl is on fire This girl is on fire She's walking on fire This girl is on fire Everybody stands, as she goes by Cause they can see the flame that's in her eyes Watch her when she's lighting up the night Nobody knows that she's a lonely girl And it's a lonely world But she gon' let it burn, baby, burn, baby This girl is on fire This girl is on fire She's walking on fire This girl is on fire Oh, oh, oh...

She's just a girl, and she's on fire Alicia Keys

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Silvia Iglesias

Hall of Fame Yeah, You could be the greatest You can be the best You can be the king kong banging on your chest You could beat the world You could beat the war You could talk to God, go banging on his door You can throw your hands up You can be the clock You can move a mountain You can break rocks You can be a master Don't wait for luck Dedicate yourself and you can find yourself Standing in the hall of fame And the world's gonna know your name Cause you burn with the brightest flame And the world's gonna know your name And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame You could go the distance You could run the mile You could walk straight through hell with a smile You could be the hero You could get the gold Breaking all the records that thought never could be broke Do it for your people Do it for your pride Never gonna know if you never even try Do it for your country Do it for you name Cause there's gonna be a day When you’re, standing in the hall of fame And the world's gonna know your name Cause you burn with the brightest flame And the world's gonna know your name And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame Be a champion, be a champion, be a champion, be a champion On the walls of the hall of fame Will I. Am

http://www.marcandangel.com/2009/08/17/how-to-be-the-best-you-can-be/

Vanesa Cao

Billy Brown Oh Billy Brown had lived an ordinary life.

Two kids, a dog, and a cautionary wife.

While it was all going according to plan Then Billy Brown fell in love with another man.

He met his lover almost every single day Making excuses for his dodgy holiday (Unto religion that he said and duty found They didn't know his faith was earthly bound) Brown...Oh Billy Brown.

Don't let the stars get you down.

Don't let the waves let you drown.

Brown...Oh Billy Brown.

Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.

Gonna shake the water out of every nook.

Oh Billy Brown.

Oh Billy Brown needed a place, somewhere to go.

He found an island off the coast of Mexico Leaving his lover and his family behind.

Oh Billy Brown needed to find some peace of mind.

And on his journey and his travels on the way, He met a girlie who was brave enough to say, When they made love he shared the burden of his mind.

Oh Billy Brown you are a victim of the times.

Brown...Oh Billy Brown.

Don't let the stars get you down.

Don't let the waves let you drown.

Brown...Oh Billy Brown.

Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.

Gonna shake the water out of every nook.

Oh Billy Brown.

Brown...Oh Billy Brown.

Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.

Gonna shake the water out of every nook.

Oh Billy Brown.

Oh Billy Brown had lived an ordinary life.

Two kids, a dog, and a cautionary wife.

While it was all going according to plan Then Billy Brown fell in love with another man.

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Victoria Formoso

Die Young I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums 11 Oh what a shame that you came here with someone 14 So while you're here in my arms 8 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 8 We’re gonna die young 6 We’re gonna die young 6 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 7 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 7 Hearts out of minds running 6 Till we out of time 6 Wild childs looking good 5 Living hard just like we should 8 Don't care who's watching 6 When we tearing it up 6 -You know- that magic that we got 8 Nobody can touch 5 Looking for some trouble tonight 8 Take my hand, I'll show you the wild side 11 Like it's the last night of our lives 10 We'll keep dancing till we die 8

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums 13 Oh what a shame that you came here with someone 13 So while you're here in my arms 10 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 8 We’re gonna die young 8 We’re gonna die young 8 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 8 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 8 Punks take your sacks 5 Stripping down your dirty socks 8 Music up getting hot, kiss me 8 Give me all you got 5 It's pretty obvius that you got a crush 10 That magic in your pants is making me blush 11 Looking for some trouble tonight 8 Take my hand, I'll show you the wild side 11 Like it's the last night of our lives 10 We'll keep dancing till we die -Till we die- 11 I hear your heartbeat to the beat of the drums 11 Oh what a shame that you came here with someone 14 So while you're here in my arms 8 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 8

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums 11 Oh what a shame that you came here with someone 14 So while you're here in my arms 8 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 8 We’re gonna die young 8 We’re gonna die young 8 Let’s make the most of the night 8 Like we’re gonna die young 8 Kasha

http://www.nosoloviajeros.com/las-10-mejores-discotecas-de-ibiza/

Jorge Carneiro

Shakespeare Sonnet 12

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These poems and songs have been illustrated by the 4ºESO students as part of their Second Term Project about “Poems & Songs” IES de Fene

(2012-2013)