Friday, January 29, 2010

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Why your eyes so sad?

is the 5th time this week asking me that ... is the 5th time I had to lie ... I think you're right, the lies I am really easy ... perhaps my internal trauma of having wanted to belong to the theater and play an endless stacks of paper to disguise myself and that nobody would discover ... is perhaps foolish, perhaps because I have no choice.

was the 5th time I felt so strange and alone among so many people stare at my neck, are attracted to my neck, my sad eyes, my silence as you pass ... I have almost no reason to have my sad eyes, I got used to the routine required, between classes between subway cars, including seminars and read articles ... I'm used to forget me, to feel, to love, to remember ...

Today I saw walking on cobblestone street that you were going with your face mask and your blue pants with white stripes, I looked fixed, I'm sure you also noticed the sadness in my eyes, because it lasted so long that look ... still sick, I put my hands cold, my heart is silent, and came to my mind during those months so cruel, I'm sure it was you, coming from over there to greet me, to tease me for the disaster that is my life right now, you might see me in a swinging fun not knowing what should be required, to conform with so little, because I know I do not quite recognize me, I know it hard to accept that my life is a mess, I have no value to face what my head is getting ideas and my life in general ... I will be disappointed, because not much remains of the person who used to be by your side, strongly apretándote your hand and telling you all would be well ... dry your tears and making you laugh for hours ... perhaps there is nothing of this strange giving my life for you and now only wear masks and shields ... To be a dry eye in that street and confuse rustic, because you're not ... because you are only a memory or a good dream ... I did not need to wake up and you made me understand that I'm in my chaos, shaping and living at times ... piercing and sinking slowly and deep.

was the 5th time that I wanted to run, beating his fists against the wall and scream, scream so loud and mute my desire to disappear ... not understand why I let myself be broken by who does not deserve me and appreciate me ... show apologizes for what little remains of my ... if you had not gone, it might be the same ... it might be an actress.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

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Lágrimas negras

are sad days are days of pain, are days of great intensity, too ... but behind, always a great song, a duet dear to me.

I leave this letter in a great song by Bebo & Cigala. Song: Black Tears




BLACK TEARS AND HAS CAST ME IF YOU IN THE ABANDONMENT
AND EVEN YOU HAS DIED IN MY DREAMS
curse INSTEAD OF JUST ENCON
WITH MY DREAMS AND YOU HIGH, AND IN MY DREAMS
TE
to bless
SUFFER THE PENALTY OF YOUR LOSS HUGE
DEEP FEEL YOUR PAIN AND CRY
ITEM WITHOUT YOU KNOW THAT YOU HAVE CRYING MY TEARS
NEGRAS, NEGRAS
HAVE TEARS AS MY LIFE AND IF YOU

ME CAST IN THE ABANDONMENT HAS
AND EVEN YOU HAS DIED IN MY DREAMS
curse INSTEAD OF JUST ENCON
WITH MY DREAMS AND YOU HIGH,
And in my dreams to bless.

SUFFER THE PENALTY OF YOUR LOSS HUGE
DEEP FEEL YOUR PAIN AND CRY
ITEM WITHOUT YOU KNOW YOU HAVE CRYING MY TEARS
NEGRAS,
IS MY LIFE AS BLACK TEARS

AY AT THE GYPSY MY
GUADALQUIVIR
HANDKERCHIEFS washed in white and gold

THAT I GAVE YOU THAT YOU GAVE ME WATER


LEMON LEMON WATER
PET IF YOU HAVE TO FACE


kiss me YOU ME AY
WANT TO LEAVE, I DO NOT WANT YOU SUFFER ME VOY

GYPSY DEATH AND COST ME IF I'M WITH YOU

GYPSY DEATH AND COST ME IF

And the video:

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

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DUNCAN PATTERSON (EX-Anathema, Antimatter, ION)! SOUL APART

Lisioli Guido (Soul Apart) share the stage with one of the highest concerning gender: Duncan Patterson (ex Anathema, ex-Antimatter, ION), where it will offer shows on Saturday 30 and Sunday 31 January in Cruzat Beer House.

Sarmiento 1617 - 1st Floor
Paseo La Plaza - Cap. Latest Fed

only Advance tickets: $ 50

'Volume 4' - Lavalle 669 Loc.7 - Gal. Luxor - City of Buenos Aires
theatrevampires@hotmail.com

For more information contact:
www.soulapart.com.ar (under construction)
www.myspace.com / www
soulapart www.soulapart.blogspot.com
.facebook.com / pages / SOUL-APART

Already thank you very much!!

STAFF-SOUL APART-

Saturday, January 9, 2010

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twisted feelings ... want to sleep and forget.
Desire to stop and understand whether it is really worth much mental exhaustion.
I stay silent, my fingers speak for me. I would go back, and say No. .. would you were a bad dream, a nightmare absurd ... would not hit me as your words, or to produce in me the unbearable emptiness I feel in my stomach that makes me nauseous, I stopped the steps and makes me want to forget ... forever.

I have a huge desire to tear me, because it only hurt me ... your selfishness, your pride, your inability to understand, your intelligence squared, your words tear me apart again ... my inability to understand you, my supposed intelligence impertinent ... it hurts not know who I am, it hurts when you disown the defensive ... because it emphasizes the hole in my stomach, clouding mis pensamientos, y los bellos recuerdos que portan tu nombre se llenan de lodo y se disuelven como en arenas movedizas, se terminan por romper mis dedos, que gritan desesperados por que regreses con tus sonrisas perfectas y tus miradas sonrientes... Una vez más me pierdo en tu inmensidad...
... Mi egoísmo, mi soberbia, mi lluvia interna hace corto circuito con todo lo que siento... ese remolino que estropea las bromas y las risas... mis pies están fríos, mi espalda y mis piernas también... no puedo ir a dónde estás... pero tampoco quiero quedarme aquí... mejor me voy a mis sueños... donde puedo tenerte siempre, radiante y lleno de encanto... donde no me lastimas ni me haces sentir tan pequeña e insignificante... where you stay with me, where he escaped in time ...

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

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SIGNS WITH UNION RECORD LABEL (SWEDEN)! INTERVIEWED BY SOUL APART

digital seal Sweden "Record Union" which incorporated into Soul Apart has his list of bandas.Dicho seal provider's turn is direct from major download portals of the world as eg: Amazon, I-Tunes, Rhapsody , etc. Then
different sites where you can listen or download the whole album!! Record

Union: https: / / www.recordunion.com/Music/Album/270

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Road-to-self/dp/B002I3X8DI/ref=sr_shvl_album_1?ie = UTF8 & qid = 1262558666 & sr = 301-1

247Entertainment: http://www.247entertainment.com/

7 Digital: http://www.7digital.com/artists/soul-apart/road-to-self/

Rhapsody: http://www.rhapsody.com/soul-apart/road-to-self

Nokia Musicstore: http://musicstore.nokia.com/

LastFm: http://www.last. fm / music / Soul + Apart

Lala: http://www.lala.com/ # artist / SOUL_APART

Spotify: http://www.spotify.com/en/

Coming soon: I-Tunes, CD Baby, Napster, Faro Latino ...

The band and the entire staff would like to thank all the fans, friends, press and all those who helped or help for the big crecieminto of the band, in this short time.

For those wishing to get the album "Road to self" not in digital form, please send an email to the following box:
soulapartshop@gmail.com
Or can also be found in stores specializing ...

For more information contact:
www.soulapart.com.ar (under construction)
www.myspace.com / soulapart
www.soulapart.blogspot.com
www.facebook.com / pages / SOUL-APART

From already thank you very much!!

STAFF-SOUL APART-

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

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Only in My Dreams Back

My courage was left hanging on that huge and remote branch that the wind moves so slowly. My dreams pull me feet and me entangled in its magnificence. The steps follow me happy wherever you go, the trees scream my name, my hands hurt from hitting me with your memory.
closed my eyes in your last kiss. You closed your embrace my arms and my small body off balance in your absence and my alleged claims. I forget so easily, I hid in the night, I closed the heart between your fists and woke up the agony of spare me so much freedom. If
goodbye is what you want, I say goodbye forever. If away from me is what you want, I leave you forever. If mind is what you make it easier, get you came, your lies hurt me more than your truth and your secrets.

not I look back, life has taught me to respect me, I've taken so many things that I considered mine, who has taught me that although I take without borrowing, you'll never be mine.
taught me that life does not always want what's best, taught me to accept that things can not be controlled ... But who teaches her that she too is wrong? Has taught me to understand that I have to let go, even though you were a mirage I always hope to find, you free even against everything beautiful that move me.
I can not look back, but what I most want to stay just standing there, with endless explanations and arguments that have no validity to what my heart can not understand. Loose
your hand, fear is making fun of me, time and death as well. Alone, do not know why I'm surprised ... Maybe it was the first time I wanted to say Yes

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