tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75535849809832748342024-03-05T07:37:07.002-08:00Y camino en el dolor; anestesiada y sin razón.El corazón de una mujer es un profundo océano de secretos.Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.comBlogger315125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-51831101315705513032015-02-25T10:40:00.001-08:002015-02-25T10:40:21.510-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><b><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">Sería una pena </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">no ver bien las señas </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">del tanto del truco y de tu alma</span></b></i></div>
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<i><b>que alumbra que calma y me saca entre buenas y malas, de esta perdición...</b></i></div>
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<span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Te conocí un día de enero con la luna en mi nariz y como vi que eras sincero en tus ojos me perdí. </span><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Que torpe distracción y que dulce sensación !</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #c27ba0;"> y ahora que andamos por el mundo como Eneas y Benitin ya te encontré varios rasguños que te hicieron por ahí. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">Pero mi loco amor </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">es tu mejor doctor. </span><b><span style="background-color: white; color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">Voy a curarte el alma en duelo</span><span style="line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;">, voy a dejarte como nuevo y</span><span style="line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;"> todo va a pasar </span></span></b><span style="line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;"><b><span style="background-color: white; color: #d5a6bd;">pronto verás el sol brillar.</span></b><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tú más que nadie mereces ser feliz... </span></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">Ya vas a ver como van sanando </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">poco a poco tus heridas, y</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">a vas a ver como va </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">la misma vida a decantar la sal que sobra del mar..</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">. Y aunque hayas sido un extranjero </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">hasta en tu propio país si yo te digo ¿como dices? t</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">u aún dices ¿que decís? y lloras de emoción oyendo un bandoneón. </span><span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">Y aunque parezcas despistado con ese caminar pausado </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">conozco la razón que hace doler tu corazón, </span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">por eso quise hacerte esta canción...</span><span style="color: #c27ba0;">y</span></span><span style="color: #c27ba0;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">a vas a ver como van sanando </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">poco a poco tus heridas, </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">ya vas a ver como va </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;">la misma vida a decantar la sal que sobra del mar.. </span></span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-75476243703096780262012-05-14T12:01:00.000-07:002012-05-14T12:11:40.339-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">El mundo es <span style="background-color: white;">hermoso</span>, <span style="font-size: large;">incluso cuando estén llenos de tristeza y lágrimas,</span> abre tus ojos. Haz lo que quieras hacer, se lo que quieras ser. Haz amistades. No te precipites y toma con calma el proceso de convertirte en adulta.</span></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-55684449281944652752012-05-08T15:14:00.004-07:002012-05-14T12:11:18.947-07:00<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">tú mas que nadie mereces ser feliz. <span style="color: #ea9999;">♥ </span></span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-12126994737701132922012-05-07T18:55:00.002-07:002012-05-07T18:57:29.482-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;">Vivimos en un mundo donde </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;">nos escondemos para hacer el amor</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;">, </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;">mientras</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;"> la violencia se practica a plena luz del día. </span></span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-63218996224282261612012-04-13T19:57:00.001-07:002012-04-13T20:00:21.989-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0gkBp_yxRGNu88EsbWjaN9vq2eWO2iXY23-UbDC8kzGOihEup5iWy3oLpQVYyNu9YNvKNiv8iIdB16Gvq2fMJEVMeoKjmTUgNwaJqlsYiu7JGnJL3TTfzejUFgbD_Kqo2ogNwTcpryjT/s1600/krkrr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0gkBp_yxRGNu88EsbWjaN9vq2eWO2iXY23-UbDC8kzGOihEup5iWy3oLpQVYyNu9YNvKNiv8iIdB16Gvq2fMJEVMeoKjmTUgNwaJqlsYiu7JGnJL3TTfzejUFgbD_Kqo2ogNwTcpryjT/s320/krkrr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt;">Creo ver la lluvia caer en mi ventana, te veo pero no está lloviendo,</span></b><b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt;"> </span></b><b><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt;">no es más que un reflejo de mi pensamiento ..</span></b><b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-64970378940911887172012-03-18T12:02:00.000-07:002012-03-18T12:02:24.498-07:00<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;"> Tu serías un </span><em style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: 11px;">hombre perfecto,</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;"> pero </span><em style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: 11px;">sólo tienes un defecto</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;"> que.. </span><em style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: 11px;">no eres soltero</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;">.</span> </span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-89881287133603676912012-03-04T17:10:00.001-08:002012-03-04T17:11:07.165-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Ko2Jlkt4zwaPgbJ3XEG7tARDwV5yqjCVDVKcQ0TmK4V7CoImR4PKp3ubL_S04nYj314SfgiTf-d4tyXth2eZgPQ0hHNUopNIjfeXY-4x29kNszIE9PFg3HmD2gzeFVvWDlPKuJvn9ie7/s1600/223441_110289015723967_100002286081304_105661_1145269_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Ko2Jlkt4zwaPgbJ3XEG7tARDwV5yqjCVDVKcQ0TmK4V7CoImR4PKp3ubL_S04nYj314SfgiTf-d4tyXth2eZgPQ0hHNUopNIjfeXY-4x29kNszIE9PFg3HmD2gzeFVvWDlPKuJvn9ie7/s320/223441_110289015723967_100002286081304_105661_1145269_n.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;">Nos pasamos la vida </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;">esperando que pase algo </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">y lo único que pasa </span><br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">es la vida. </span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-14518778438282947552012-02-28T13:51:00.001-08:002012-02-28T13:53:28.153-08:00<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-color: white;"><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #ffcc99; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 18pt;">¿Y tengo que aguantar la pose de los que hablan por atrás? </span></b><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #ffcccc; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 18pt;">¡Yo una mierda! Antes me rompo la boca que falsear,</span></b><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #ffcc99; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 18pt;"> </span></b><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #ffcccc; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 18pt;">soy real como la vida y tengo cosas que contar, ya lo sé,</span></b></span><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #ccccff; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 18pt;"><span style="background-color: white;">soy como un niño, voy detrás de la verdad.</span><span style="background-color: #010101;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-10708513101185096292012-02-22T05:21:00.002-08:002012-02-22T05:25:17.086-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUu3S3f85TSmh1JWKVrpA60rnyGhZOT_Q1KDAEkCfHxMZEN3tXNBY3hE8G42_9rvGG2CV2LNEpZvYJpxkvaqBX6v_9YMxeCzKoLkhC2HKP5Hmkp4HEdWBt69YCKQQ-dme_eno69pOER_dY/s1600/387381_2507693414587_1320600817_2113029_1841483279_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUu3S3f85TSmh1JWKVrpA60rnyGhZOT_Q1KDAEkCfHxMZEN3tXNBY3hE8G42_9rvGG2CV2LNEpZvYJpxkvaqBX6v_9YMxeCzKoLkhC2HKP5Hmkp4HEdWBt69YCKQQ-dme_eno69pOER_dY/s320/387381_2507693414587_1320600817_2113029_1841483279_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: silver; text-align: right;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: silver; text-align: right;">y si me caigo me levanto me pongo de pie, si te ofendi lo siento </span><span style="background-color: white; color: silver; text-align: right;">perdóname</span><span style="background-color: white; color: silver; text-align: right;">, si te fallé lo intentaré <b>otra vez</b>!</span></span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: silver; font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-80776763063608916292012-02-19T21:08:00.000-08:002012-02-19T21:08:23.670-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicjG-sDVgPh3Z6M_iQPj5_JWONq0U72yd0bq70SQ00eJ-AIgNN6d8ZmdxQiuziUWr4oIPUPaUJEraExo7YHgySdE1eOlMNydoyTIlV5EYY4O4CDoEAzvtiU4QNcPAan_rBdVoilY10ICFw/s1600/11865_1200337246645_1174967733_30604381_3706789_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicjG-sDVgPh3Z6M_iQPj5_JWONq0U72yd0bq70SQ00eJ-AIgNN6d8ZmdxQiuziUWr4oIPUPaUJEraExo7YHgySdE1eOlMNydoyTIlV5EYY4O4CDoEAzvtiU4QNcPAan_rBdVoilY10ICFw/s320/11865_1200337246645_1174967733_30604381_3706789_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>Gracias a ti, HOY SOY FELIZ . </b></span></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-20889703724038310642012-02-16T15:33:00.000-08:002012-02-16T15:33:45.999-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPxSL25XomVG7Z53XjXtx4aJsFqZSXYukt_Vsl087h7J80fSS7jtzq4T7uRFIuA7XmXctCm0a0GOpV2eukiFCyL59CNcu4zlXHnFNS5GfF-rqjzvU_djKoNoYoP6E5UqHdNceZwNq5Nv1/s1600/37686_1388763952258_1026843891_30883420_3109620_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPxSL25XomVG7Z53XjXtx4aJsFqZSXYukt_Vsl087h7J80fSS7jtzq4T7uRFIuA7XmXctCm0a0GOpV2eukiFCyL59CNcu4zlXHnFNS5GfF-rqjzvU_djKoNoYoP6E5UqHdNceZwNq5Nv1/s320/37686_1388763952258_1026843891_30883420_3109620_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</span></pre><pre style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: x-large; line-height: 20px;">Voy perdida y sin camino, </span><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: x-large; line-height: 20px;">pero se que vas conmigo.</span></pre>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-15346359289860611992012-02-14T19:41:00.000-08:002012-02-14T19:41:05.763-08:00<span style="background-color: #cccccc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Si me gustaste por ser libre, quien soy yo para cambiarte?<span style="color: #ea9999;">♥</span></span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-58779092513016264112012-02-13T22:35:00.000-08:002012-02-13T22:35:31.999-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/hLQl3WQQoQ0?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Escuché que te habias establecido, que encontraste a una chica y que ahora estas casado. Escuché que tus sueños se hicieron realidad, </span><b style="color: #674ea7;">supongo que ella te dio cosas que yo no te di. </b><span style="color: #674ea7;">Viejo amigo, porque estas tan tímido? no es como para que te contengas o te escondas de la mentira. Odio aparecer de la nada sin haber sido invitada, pero no podía estar lejos; no podía evitarlo. </span><span style="color: #351c75;">Esperaba que vieras mi cara y que recordaras que para mi, </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #351c75;">no ha terminado.</span> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;">No importa, encontraré a alguien como tú ; no deseo nada mas que lo mejor para ti tambien. No me olvides, te ruego, recuerdo que dijiste: ''</span><u style="color: #674ea7;">aveces el amor dura, pero otras en cambio duele, aveces el amor dura, pero otras en cambio duele''.</u><span style="color: #674ea7;"> Sabias como el tiempo vuela, solo ayer fue el momento de nuestras vidas, nacimos y crecemos en una nube de verano vinculador por la sorpresa de nuestro días de gloria. Odio aparecer de la nada sin haber sido invitada, pero </span><i style="color: #674ea7;">no podía estar lejos; no podía evitarlo</i><span style="color: #674ea7;">. </span></span><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Esperaba que vieras mi cara y que recordaras que para mi, no ha terminado.</span><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">No importa, encontraré a alguien como </span> <span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">tú</span><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> ; no deseo nada mas que lo mejor para ti también.</span><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> No me olvides, te lo ruego, recuerdo que dijiste aveces el amor dura, pero otras en cambio duele, si. Nada se le compara, sin preocupaciones o cuidados, los lamentos y errores son recuerdos hechos. Quien podría haber sabido lo amargo que esto seria? </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">No importa, encontraré a alguien como </span> <span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">tú</span><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">; no deseo nada mas que lo mejor para ti también.</span></span><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>No me olvides, te lo ruego, recuerdo que dijiste, aveces el amor dura, pero otras en cambio duele..</b></span></span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-84989960677463881652012-02-12T11:46:00.000-08:002012-02-12T11:51:10.045-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQ8nbUAbCOewHPMpVY0xNkEMzGgUqyw6V5SJvNrROusT-Lb8PkFr4scKUh1EzZS3nuwvrs7UcdDBcpggGbpjXOYTpvH1Vr8rlFmGBq-An-f285Y-ldmAiUNBIQ7HFzChTxpYlDTGslrht/s1600/771.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQ8nbUAbCOewHPMpVY0xNkEMzGgUqyw6V5SJvNrROusT-Lb8PkFr4scKUh1EzZS3nuwvrs7UcdDBcpggGbpjXOYTpvH1Vr8rlFmGBq-An-f285Y-ldmAiUNBIQ7HFzChTxpYlDTGslrht/s400/771.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-line-height-alt: 12.5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;">Quisiera escribir una canción, que pudiera hacerte sentir y mostrarte que</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;"> </span></span><strong><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;">mi corazón late solo hoy por tí</span></strong><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;">.</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;">Y en esa bella melodía explicar, lo que has llegado provocar, y en esa dulce melodía regalarte</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;"> </span></span><i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;">este amor que empieza a germinar</span></i><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;">,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;">debes saber que me haces bien,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;">que tu me salvaras de tanta soledad. Yo pienso <i>siempre</i> en tí, a donde quiera que voy; a donde quiera que voy, te llevo conmigo, yo pienso siempre en tí, a donde quiera que voy, a donde quiera que voy, te llevo conmigo. </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;">♥ </span></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-55385211710538976452012-02-09T21:07:00.000-08:002012-02-12T11:51:45.150-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #f4cccc; font-size: medium;">Prefiero las verdades con espinas qué las mentiras con seda.. el amor, la amistad, las caricias que se enredan.. cosas que no podrán comprar jamás con 30 monedas.</span></i></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-85299695581911997142012-02-07T21:27:00.000-08:002012-02-07T21:29:30.161-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA3PWy98svPaRkbGlIGqTtJ2HCsYCQWAAGUBrglvtzIqXmmV9KJSfVyeaASXAMwRZu78IBgcrsjHe1S1C7X66GPQ-8LPszNeo4bQUbj5-twkx8lzeaB5DNkYhTZuiLdNgPnT_630m3Ibyr/s1600/65396_1576307520730_1026843891_31253351_4323684_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA3PWy98svPaRkbGlIGqTtJ2HCsYCQWAAGUBrglvtzIqXmmV9KJSfVyeaASXAMwRZu78IBgcrsjHe1S1C7X66GPQ-8LPszNeo4bQUbj5-twkx8lzeaB5DNkYhTZuiLdNgPnT_630m3Ibyr/s320/65396_1576307520730_1026843891_31253351_4323684_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">He pasado por tantos estados en un año </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">en el que el sol me dio la espalda y los cercanos me fallaron, </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">solo los tranquilizantes me ayudaron a seguir en pie </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">y mi madre apoyándome y dándome el cien por cien.</span></div><span style="background-color: white;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">Ven a ver como renazco bajo la luz de la luna, </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">ven a ver como mi chándal se empapa bajo la lluvia </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">para pararme hay que matarme y sólo puedo hacerlo yo ; </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"><b>soy mi máximo enemigo y me odio por lo que soy..</b> </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">Y a la vez </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">me quiero</span></span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">, he cambiado tanto en este tiempo </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">en que la lluvia se ha llevado a los que nunca me quisieron, </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">y es que </span><span style="color: #f4cccc;"><span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">en tiempos de guerra</span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;">solo aguantan los mejores </span><span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;">y<b> solo los mejores saben afrontar los golpes</b>.</span></span></span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"> Yo soy joven, </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">la lluvia es mi hábitat aprendí a vivir bajo su mágica </span><span style="color: #3c4c50; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;">visión de los días muchos dicen que son tristes, tristes. </span><span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;">yo digo que la lluvia me hace <b>libre.</b></span></span></span></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-18122947084012744332012-02-06T22:19:00.000-08:002012-02-06T22:19:32.271-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSNMkAEqT8P9lV5wxg02-hMbI6i8FjRILV21GHKRZPBfdmCQGn-xXAD-GrYQgSHhmAJvtM2hFhulTI0UkS_UNvdHQHQU0q624zDR2DLOLntaR4mV7g62g_nuTihJBRzdf-M1YubVK_Hpnh/s1600/250180_1820868874611_1026843891_31611589_1125457_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSNMkAEqT8P9lV5wxg02-hMbI6i8FjRILV21GHKRZPBfdmCQGn-xXAD-GrYQgSHhmAJvtM2hFhulTI0UkS_UNvdHQHQU0q624zDR2DLOLntaR4mV7g62g_nuTihJBRzdf-M1YubVK_Hpnh/s320/250180_1820868874611_1026843891_31611589_1125457_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Century Gothic";">Las lagrimas solo las producimos </span><em><b><span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: "Century Gothic";">los que sentimos amor</span></b></em><span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: "Century Gothic";">, los que sabemos perdonar y no guardamos rencor.</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Century Gothic";"> Porque las lagrimas son pedacitos de corazón que vuelven cuando sonreímos y aprendimos la lección. Por eso nunca te prives de una lagrima, aunque se te rompa el corazón tiene siempre en cuenta qe una </span><em><span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: "Century Gothic";">sonrisa</span></em><span style="color: #ffcccc; font-family: "Century Gothic";"> </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Century Gothic";">aliviara el dolor.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-67049419136418784232012-02-04T22:17:00.000-08:002012-02-04T22:17:37.795-08:00<span style="font-size: x-large;"><em style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: 11px;">ven y cortame las venas</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 11px;">. </span></span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-7080938633949639462012-02-01T20:42:00.000-08:002012-02-01T20:42:25.876-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdkodKhc-z_HssELoKVf-ViRqEiX1TGEuQ51zbuOmpF5wmd_6J5RzHo5IcW6gxjmEomc8Vu8jV6Gcxh-a6xDBipeJtPAjFWRp4raPem8hah9Rs09HIwuuxFDz45uqTFt70pnk52N9qtADP/s1600/252367_1715823425764_1543583343_31431599_1605328_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdkodKhc-z_HssELoKVf-ViRqEiX1TGEuQ51zbuOmpF5wmd_6J5RzHo5IcW6gxjmEomc8Vu8jV6Gcxh-a6xDBipeJtPAjFWRp4raPem8hah9Rs09HIwuuxFDz45uqTFt70pnk52N9qtADP/s320/252367_1715823425764_1543583343_31431599_1605328_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;">Tu dices que amas la lluvia, </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;">sin embargo <b>usas un paraguas cuando llueve.</b></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; text-align: justify;"><b style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"> </b><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: medium;">Tu dices que amas el sol, pero siempre buscas una sombra cuando el sol brilla. </span><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: medium;">Tu dices que amas el viento, pero cierras las ventanas cuando el viento sopla.</span><span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">Por eso es que tengo miedo cuando dices que me amas.</span></span></span></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-21362552438846125312012-01-31T23:05:00.000-08:002012-01-31T23:05:52.175-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">Aun te amo, </span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">no se si por idiota o por romántico,</span></span></span></div><span style="background-color: white;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;">no se si por novato o por nostálgico, aun te amo,</span></span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU4-Mt1ruH_-ywZI7xlT6je9x6Y7q2kGbVeMfPUpooX4WRlgEhC1_piIJS02jrxSqsxkKZrQ3nW4EaedKvdZ51iZifHOwufN8iEhOlhQXLm_V_QiOBrqAh2hb8yiuBFoZlGxQQPP5PE7Ps/s1600/33539_1470753761952_1026843891_31070766_7216677_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU4-Mt1ruH_-ywZI7xlT6je9x6Y7q2kGbVeMfPUpooX4WRlgEhC1_piIJS02jrxSqsxkKZrQ3nW4EaedKvdZ51iZifHOwufN8iEhOlhQXLm_V_QiOBrqAh2hb8yiuBFoZlGxQQPP5PE7Ps/s320/33539_1470753761952_1026843891_31070766_7216677_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">no se si por iluso o fatalista,</div></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666;">no se si por </span><span style="color: #444444;">cobarde</span><span style="color: #666666;"> o </span><span style="color: #444444;">masoquista</span><span style="color: #666666;">,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"><div style="text-align: center;">pero te amo, & no se hacer otra cosa más que eso..</div></span>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-55590213014948997422012-01-28T16:32:00.000-08:002012-01-28T16:34:50.255-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CKLLYkv-HOwYTAYCysljVMrbEoMsCFCwWea08e4twofZ9ojI-hb81uSJs7BPkrOa17Jj_FkEm77cyQYV1rtu5YbR3kxmwGOhBlz598UVxqbrLEHy68Mf2OBGJ3kR39VUwd0KV7KT5HwP/s1600/166617_1593967442217_1026843891_31295234_5570956_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CKLLYkv-HOwYTAYCysljVMrbEoMsCFCwWea08e4twofZ9ojI-hb81uSJs7BPkrOa17Jj_FkEm77cyQYV1rtu5YbR3kxmwGOhBlz598UVxqbrLEHy68Mf2OBGJ3kR39VUwd0KV7KT5HwP/s320/166617_1593967442217_1026843891_31295234_5570956_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><pre style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: large; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Tener tus ojos debe ser ilegal</span></pre><pre style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px;">y mas si cuando miras solo </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;">inspiras a pecar</span></span></div></div><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc;">esa sonrisa peculiar de jugar a tentar letal..</span></div></div></span></span></pre>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-61825640055803365632012-01-23T21:49:00.000-08:002012-01-23T21:49:35.915-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXgvHBhnSCi-w4HOAdcdF2-ToIch_-rT3FWm4CSJerdnsIYp2TjlecI5W2VZ7Vy29A1YPtOLzoK3yzCNGkhNf95Fm2cpvySwWQEsK3Sl3SKquL2yhSqT4A1aj6CIpOShDix2m5S2VPWk7l/s1600/301991_277598765587173_100000111542626_1230171_874815_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXgvHBhnSCi-w4HOAdcdF2-ToIch_-rT3FWm4CSJerdnsIYp2TjlecI5W2VZ7Vy29A1YPtOLzoK3yzCNGkhNf95Fm2cpvySwWQEsK3Sl3SKquL2yhSqT4A1aj6CIpOShDix2m5S2VPWk7l/s320/301991_277598765587173_100000111542626_1230171_874815_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #e69138;">"Los animales son mis amigos, y yo no me como a mis amigos"</span> <span style="color: #f6b26b;">Bernard Shaw.</span></span></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7553584980983274834.post-75925422528483834722012-01-21T20:58:00.000-08:002012-01-21T20:58:58.749-08:00<div class="MsoNormal"><br />
<h3><span class="uistorymessage"><span style="color: silver; font-family: "Century Gothic"; font-size: 22.0pt;">¿Donde te escapas cuando una lagrima te viene a buscar?</span></span><span style="color: silver; font-family: "Century Gothic"; font-size: 22.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></h3></div>Ivana Belén.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07071262365683374809noreply@blogger.com0