The best music is back... alright!!!

Hello everybody, well this is it, my dream come true, can you believe it? The Backstreet Boys are back, It's amazing!! Well I really hope they can visit Argentina, so I can experience their show, well my blog friends, I just want to share the surprise with you, I'm expecting your comments, and here is their new song Unconsolable...

I close the door
Like so many times, so many times before
Filmed like a scene on the cutting room floor
I'm gonna let you walk away tonight
Without a word
I try to sleep, yeah
But the clock is stuck on thoughts of you and me
A thousand more regrets unraveling, ohh
If you were here right now, I swear
I'd tell you this
Baby I don't want to waste another day
Keeping it inside it's killing me
Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you, to you
I'm wishing I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable
I climb the walls, yeah
I can see the edge but I can't take the fall, no
I never write the number
So I cannot make the call
Maybe 'cause I know you'll always be with me
In the possibilities
Baby I don't want to waste another day
Keeping it inside it 's killing me
Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you, to you
I'm wishing I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable
No no no
I don't want to be like this
I just want to let you know
Everything that I hold in
Is everything I can't let go
Can't let go, yeah
Cause baby I don't want to waste another day
Keeping it inside, it's killing me
Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you, to you
I'm wishing I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable
Don't you know it baby
I don't want to waste another day
I'm wishing I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, oh
I'm inconsolable, woah yeah
I'm incolsolable, yeah

B I E N V E N I D O S / W E L C O M E

Saludos a todos mis amigos/as bloggeros, les cuento que soy Marina (Mona o Monkey mi apodo)de Córdoba Capital, Argentina, tengo 20 años... para 21 !! si si el 15 de febrero asi que quiero ver sus comments saludandome!! jaja.
Este es mi segundo blog, a decir verdad. Lo interesante es que comence uno totalmente nuevo porque creo que a veces uno necesita renovarse!! En ese sentido yo estoy tratando de hacerlo en todos los ambitos de mi vida... Espero tener suerte!!! Mientras tanto les doy la bienvenida a este blog que se llama What a wonderful world, porque no me digan que no es cierto... vivimos en un mundo maravilloso, y espero disfruten mis post y compartan conmigo sus opiniones...
Los quiero!!!

Hi to all my blogger friends!, I'm Marina (Mona or Monkey my nickname), from Argentina - Cordoba city. I'm 20 to 21.. yeah!! on February the 15 th, so I wanna see your comments saying Happy birthday!! jeje :P.
To be sincere, this is my second blog. The most interesting is that I just started this totally new because I truly think that we need some kind of renovation frequently. In that sense I'm trying to extend it to all my life's field... I hope to be lucky!!! Meanwhile, I just wanna welcome to this blog, it's called What a wonderful world, because you can't deny that... we live in a wonderful world, I wish you can enjoy my post and could share with me your opinions and points of view!!
Love ya!!!

QUE DISPARATE !!!!!!!!!!!!

¡Ay!¡Qué disparate!

¡Se mató un tomate!

¿Quieren que les cuente?

Se arrojó en la fuente

Sobre la ensalada recién preparada.

Su rojo vestido,todo descocido,

Cayó haciendo arrugas al mar de lechugas.

Su amigo el zapallo corrió como un rayo

pidiendo de urgencia por una asistencia.

Vino el doctor Ajo y remedios trajo.

Llamó a la carrera a Sal, la enfermera.

Después de secarlo quisieron salvarlo,

pero no hubo caso: ¡estaba en pedazos!

Preparó el entierro la agencia "Los Puerros".

y fué mucha gente...¿quieren que les cuente?

Llegó muy doliente Papa,el presidente

del club de Verduras,para dar lectura

de un "verso al tomate"(otro disparate)

mientras, de perfil el gran perejil

hablando bajito con un rabanito.

También el laurel (de luna de miel con doña nabiza)

regresó de prisa

en su nuevo yate por ver al tomate.

Acaba la historia:

ocho zanahorias y un alcaucil viejo

forman el cortejo con diez berenjenas

de verdes melenas

sobre una carroza

bordada de rosas.

Choclos musiqueros

con negros sombreros

tocan violines,quenas y flautines,

y dos ajíes sordos

y espárragos gordos

con negras camisas

cantaron la misa.

El diario "ESPINACA"la noticia saca.

HOY, QUE DISPARATE!

¡SE MATO UN TOMATE!

Al leer, la cebolla llora en su olla.

Una remolacha se puso borracha.

-¡Me importa un comino!-

dijo don Pepino...y no habló la acelga

(estaba de huelga)

Beautiful isn't it? Well... this is a short story... I was at home totally bored, when I decided to go at a pretty city called "La Calera" to visit a great friend of mine, more or less at eight o'clock p.m, I arrived there at night of course, and I enjoyed a lot, but the best thing happened when my friend and his family invited me to stay until next afternoon... Well... I couldn't refuse that kind of invitation!! So I stayed in. Next morning we went to "Dique Mal Paso", It was fucking amazing!!... So quiet... so nice and peaceful.!! I can't complain about anything because everything was so perfect!!. Just look that picture and give me your opinion!!! Espectacular !! Isn't it?