Esta es la canción que cante en el otaquen de fin de vacaciones del año pasado.
   Aunque en ese momento no sabia cantar ni un poquito, me animé a cantar
   frente a 200 personas
   y dentro de todo salió bien por que más que con mi voz canté con el corazón.
   Lo digo asi por que representaba el momento que estaba viviendo...
   y bueno... creo que ese momento...  es muy parecido a este de ahora.

   Es una gran canción, y bueno... creo que el que nunca la escuchó
   se pierde de mucho...


   Slip Out (Little more than before)


  I don't know since when I changed to such a cold-hearted guy

  I have to warm this frozen, icy, lonely heart to thaw

  I like being wrapped with warmness more than anything else for sure

  I'm gonna make my coming days to be filled with laughter and joy



  I let myself down that I'm more cruel than I thought I would be

  I'm just a loser who ends up by caring for my soul

  I don’t give my heart to no one 'cause I don’t wanna waste my time

  I tried to love this loneliness to slip out of this lonesome hole


  Sorrow is what I hate but it's grown my sensations

  Regrets taught me how to make any hard decisions

  Peace is always by my side but I've never felt it once

  Love is not the word only for the sweet romance


  Well, I'm scared, scared, scared, scared to death

  And I'm scared to keep on going on my way

  Well, I'm scared, scared, scared, scared to death

  And I'll tell myself I'm special till the end


  Recalling my torn, broken, aching heart of these long days.

  And all the memories I wanted to forget for making leaps.

  Recalling, breaking, aching, crying, making sure to me.

  And I take all at grin at my future on the way.



  Sorrow is what I hate but it's grown my sensations

  Regrets taught me how to make any hard decisions

  Peace is always by my side but I've never felt it once

  Love is not the word only for the sweet romance


  Well, I'm scared, scared, scared, scared to death

  And I'm scared to keep on going on my way

  Well, I'm scared, scared, scared, scared to death

  And I'll tell myself I'm special till the end



  I don’t give my heart to no one 'cause I don’t wanna waste my time

  I tried to love this loneliness to slip out of this lonesome hole.


" Como un rio que corre, la inspiración fluye por mi mente "





                                                                                                   (XV)