Des Moines i/dɨˈmɔɪn/ is the capital and the most populous city in the US state of Iowa. It is also the county seat of Polk County. A small portion of the city extends into Warren County. It was incorporated on September 22, 1851, as Fort Des Moines which was shortened to "Des Moines" in 1857. It is named after the Des Moines River, which may have been adapted from the French Rivière des Moines, literally meaning "River of the Monks." The five-county metropolitan area is ranked 88th in terms of population in the United States with 569,633 residents according to the 2010 count by the United States Census Bureau. The city proper population was 203,433 at the 2010 census.
Des Moines is a major center for the insurance industry and also has a sizable financial services and publishing business base. In fact, Des Moines was credited with the "number one spot for U.S. insurance companies" in a Business Wire article. The city is the headquarters for the Principal Financial Group, Aviva insurance (West Des Moines) the Meredith Corporation, Ruan Transportation, EMC Insurance Companies, and Wellmark Blue Cross Blue Shield. Other major corporations such as Wells Fargo, ING Group, Nationwide Mutual Insurance Company, Marsh, Monsanto and Pioneer Hi-Bred have large operations in or near the metro area. Forbes magazine ranked Des Moines as the "Best Place for Business" in 2010 and, in 2011, ranked the city #1 among "America's Best Cities for Young Professionals."Kiplinger's Personal Finance 2008 Best Cities List featured Des Moines as #9. In November 2011, the city of Des Moines was listed as the #1 Greenest city for Women by Self Magazine.
Si encontraras tus libros viejos del colegio
y veas mi nombre escrito en aquella pagina que no recuerdas cual es.
Sonreirás y a la media hora te daras cuenta
de que has pensado tanto que no recuerdas ni que dia es...
Saltarás a la calle buscando recuerdos,
las farolas se mueven hay mucho viento...
Siempre que abras tus ojos grandes
y veas mi sonrisa empapada en cerveza
y mis amigos a mi lado ocupando tu lugar
recordaras de pie la barra,
sonriendo y sabiendo que tu estas
a mi espalda pensando lo mismo que yo,
es verdad para que engañarnos
somos dos imanes que nunca se uniran
pasaran los años y seguiremos mirandolo...
Somos dos imanes tu lo has dicho
y ni la musica ni el tiempo nos pueden separar,
seguiré cantando para ti
y seguiras oyendo mis canciones en el mismo bar
y yo estare en la barra y tu estarás a mi espalda
y cuando llegue a casa no estará esperando mi guitarra.
Sonará el teléfono y yo no podre oir
y tu cansada de llamar cerraras los ojos
y me olvidaras y yo estare en la barra sonriendo
y sabiendo que no estas y no estarás
hasta dentro de algun tiempo
en que abriras tus libros viejos del colegio
y de pronto sonreirás... saltarás a la calle
y me buscarás...
Fall to you knees (Accomplishing nothing).
Fall to your knees only to exercise your schedule. Abandon calendar.
What has come with such preaching is loneliness.
Profit: Zero Achievement: Zero.
Forward can't be stopped, It just goes to show that some words are useless.
Take all your medals, take all your ribbons, take all your awards, take them back to the ground.
Our you is lost; A product of the created circumstances.
All I can say is "maybe".
All I can say is maybe this is what I'v been expecting all along.
Now's the time of weakness, Now's the time of blood. Perhaps even the whole-hearted had wished for this.
Now's the time of weakness, now's the time of blood, and still the time of lions.
Push everything. Force everything.
We've all sung of the end, But who trulet understands it? All along.
Forward can't be stopped, It just goes to show that some word's are useless.
Take all your medals, take all your ribbons, take all your awards, take them back to the ground.
Y si te cuento un solo secreto
compro tu silencio vendo mi verdad
y si te digo que soy un mendigo
que pide tu vino pa no balbucear
Y cógeme, enséñame como se hace
quiero vestirte y desnudarte
cógeme, cógeme
quiero que me hagas el primero que me enseñes desde cero
tus manos tus manos tus manos
quiero que seas profesora mi paciente y mi doctora
tus manos tus manos tus manos
y si tus manos son espigas lléname el cuerpo de heridas
el dolor es algo natural
tus manos tus manos
tus manos tus manos...
y si te enteras de mis cantinelas
ay mete la primera ponte el cinturón
y si mi observas, buscas mis reservas
y ves mis flaquezas , ay, coge mi bastón
Y cógeme, enséñame como se hace
quiero vestirte y desnudarte
cógeme, cógeme
quiero que me hagas el primero que me enseñes desde cero
tus manos tus manos tus manos
quiero que seas profesora mi paciente y mi doctora
tus manos tus manos tus manos
y si tus manos son espigas lléname el cuerpo de heridas
el dolor es algo natural
tus manos tus manos
tus manos tus manos...
te quiero marta...fd sergio