“Cuando
sabes verdaderamente quién eres,
vives en una vibrante y permanente sensación de PAZ. Puedes llamarla alegría,
porque la alegría es eso: una PAZ vibrante de VIDA”
Eckhart
Tolle
¡Ahí
está la respuesta!... sabes quién eres y sabes qué quieres …Hoy es el día
perfecto para sentirte orgulloso de ello…¡SONRÍE!
Una idea para superar este lunes
tan bonito de mayo porque vencido el lunes, vencida
la semana: escucha esta canción…seguro que hace que sonrías y te
pongas las pilas… ¡¡Allá vamos!!
Esta mañana,
una estupenda canción de Flaws de Bastille…¡¡¡Sube los altavoces y canta porque...es para ti!!!
¡¡Vamooos!! A
por el lunes
Flaws
When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone
Are laid out one by one
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone
All of your flaws and all of my flaws
They lie there hand in hand
Ones we've inherited, ones that we learned
They pass from man to man
They lie there hand in hand
Ones we've inherited, ones that we learned
They pass from man to man
There's a hole in my soul
I can't fill it, I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
I can't fill it, I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
You have always worn your flaws upon your
sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, let's finish what we've started
Dig them up, so nothing's left untouched
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, let's finish what we've started
Dig them up, so nothing's left untouched
All of your flaws and all of my flaws
When they have been exhumed
We'll see that we need them to be who we are
Without them we'd be doomed
When they have been exhumed
We'll see that we need them to be who we are
Without them we'd be doomed
There's a hole in my soul
I can't fill it, I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
I can't fill it, I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
You have always worn your flaws upon your
sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, let's finish what we've started
Dig them up, so nothing's left untouched
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, let's finish what we've started
Dig them up, so nothing's left untouched
When all of your flaws
And all of my flaws are counted
When all of your flaws
And all of my flaws are counted
And all of my flaws are counted
When all of your flaws
And all of my flaws are counted
You have always worn your flaws upon your
sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, let's finish what we've started
Dig them up, so nothing's left untouched
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up, let's finish what we've started
Dig them up, so nothing's left untouched
All of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
Look at the wonderful mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone
Are laid out one by one
Look at the wonderful mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone
