/* Gone without Goodbye

/* Have you seen my son ? not too tall five - eight , she held up a color copy photograph from his wedding day , this is his pregnant wife carrying his last dream , he walked down fourteen -six floors before he felt the rush the rush of gasoline .

I can feel the pain , looking in their eyes , but i don`t knok gone without goodbye if i could reach the sky I `d bring him right back to your arms , though I haven`t seen your son , he`s before in my life .

/* Have you seen my little girl ? she`s got curly black hair , she took this raggedy anne doll everywhere last i saw her over there then I heard a choir of screams and a speeding van , I watched his tears pour down a father`s last attempt at being a rational men .

/* Have you seen my faith ? it can run and it can hide , Jesus mend his breaking heart of mine , it keeps our love alive

/* I can feel the pain , look into my eyes , but I don't know gone without goodbye if I could reach the sky I'd try to turn the world around , so that we could see the faceand forever stay alive . .

/ Brian Littrell

/* Instantes

/* Esta vida es una pista deslizante como el hielo , así qe cuida tu velocidad , deberás abrir los ojos para estar siempre despierto , ante lo qe te pueda pasar y pasaran más de mil años y desapareceremos , pero algo nunca va a cambiar , mientras sigamos viviendo dominados por el miedo y no lo sepamos enfrentar . Yo , cuando no me creo capas , me acuerdo de los días qe dejamos atrás , es lo qe me sirve para hacerme más fuerte y llegar al final . .

/* Porqe la vida son instantes qe se cruzan en el tiempo , la locura más brillante puede estar ocurriendo , porqe dándole la vuelta al peor de los momentos , abriremos nuevas puertas qe nos llevan hasta el cieLo .

/* Porqe la vida es una pista deslizante como el hielo , así qe cuida tu velocidad y deberás abrir los ojos para estar siempre despierto , ante lo qe te pueda pasar . Yo , cuando no me creo capas , me acuerdo de los días qe dejamos atrás , es lo qe me sirve para hacerme más fuerte y llegar al final , oh no , y si algo puede hacerme crecer , es cuando caigo y vuelvo a lavantarme otra vez , es lo qe me sirve para hacerme más fuerte y sentirme bien .

Alejandro Martínez de Ubago Rodríguez .-

AngeLs & Heroes

We are the poets we are the dreamers , we are the soldiers we are the screamers we are the fallen to rise again , we are the lovers we are the cynics we are the hours we are the minutes , we are the friends in the end . So why be alive if you don`t follow your every dream , reach up to heaven
and stand for what you believe .

We don`t need to be angeLs , we don`t need reasons to be right , your love
makes us all better , that's who we really are , angeLs and Heroes at heart . . We are the givers we are the receivers , we are confessors we are believers, we are the strange familiar face we are afraid and so we follow , we`re underpaid and so we borrow , we mine for tears but much to late So why can`t we open our hearts open our minds , forgiving is easy for you will come if we open our eyes . We don`t need to be angeLs , we don`t need reasons to be right , your love makes us all better , that`s who we really are . . We don`t need sleep to be dreamers , we don`t need to have tears in our eyes , your love makes us all better , that`s who we really are , angeLs and heroes at heart . . Oh , I know it seems easier to run and hide and bury your emotions in the dark of night , but it`s worth the fight , worth the fight , just iam for the light . .