Over the Rainbow

My soul is melting, my days are shaking. If tommorow ever comes, I want to wake up on the land where no problem arises. Someplace where there isn’t any trouble. Do you suppose there is such a place, Toto? There must be. It’s not a place you can get to by a boat, or aLanjutkan membaca “Over the Rainbow”

Perdete Despues

There is a nice song written by a fifteen-year-old kid, a very nice song. Inspired by Quejas, o la Maja y el Ruiseñor piano pieces by 1911, and latter was performed within Aria of Nightingale in 1916. Her name was Consuelo Velázquez, who wrote Bésame mucho, a romantic ballad which captures my heart with whichLanjutkan membaca “Perdete Despues”