<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194</id><updated>2011-12-14T23:51:32.288-03:00</updated><title type='text'>†  †  † --| Spectrum Light |-- †  †  †</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-1745822364629176519</id><published>2011-09-16T13:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T13:25:02.099-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FD-ki-VwRgI/TnN4Eh70qUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/RC-bmqdoshU/s320/compreensao-de-texto.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Always &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bom Jovi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always (Sempre)&lt;br /&gt;This romeo is bleeding (Este Romeu está sangrando)&lt;br /&gt;But you can't see his blood (Mas você não pode ver o seu sangue)&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but some feelings (isto não é nada além de alguns sentimentos)&lt;br /&gt;That this old dog kicked up (Que este velho sujeito abandonou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining since you left me (Tem sido chuvoso desde que você me deixou)&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm drowning in the flood (Agora estou me afogando no dilúvio)&lt;br /&gt;You see I've always been a fighter (Você sabe que sempre fui um lutador)&lt;br /&gt;But without you I give up (Mas sem você, eu desisto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sing a love song (Eu não posso cantar uma canção de amor)&lt;br /&gt;Like the way it's meant to be (Da maneira que ela deve ser cantada)&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I'm not that good anymore (Bem, acho que não sou mais tão bom)&lt;br /&gt;But babe that's just me (Mas querida, sou apenas eu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Will love you, baby, always (E eu te amarei, querida, sempre)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day, always (E eu estarei lá para sempre e um dia, sempre)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine (Eu estarei lá até as estrelas não brilharem)&lt;br /&gt;Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme (Até os céus explodirem e as palavras não rimarem)&lt;br /&gt;And I know when i die, you'll be on my mind (E sei que quando eu morrer, você vai estar na minha mente)&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, always (E eu te amo, sempre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now your pictures that you left behind (Agora as fotos que você deixou para trás)&lt;br /&gt;Are just memories of a different life (São apenas lembranças de uma vida diferente)&lt;br /&gt;Some that made us laugh (Algumas que nos fizeram rir)&lt;br /&gt;Some that made us cry (Algumas que nos fizeram chorar)&lt;br /&gt;One that made you have to say good bye (Uma que fez você ter de dizer adeus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair (O que eu não daria para correr meus dedos por seu cabelo)&lt;br /&gt;To touch your lips, to hold you near(Para tocar seus lábios, para mantê-lo perto)&lt;br /&gt;When you say your prayers, try to understand (Quando você dizer suas preces, tente entender)&lt;br /&gt;I've made mistakes, i'm just a man (Eu cometi erros, sou apenas um homem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he holds you close (Quando ele abraçar você)&lt;br /&gt;When he pulls you near (Quando ele a puxa para perto)&lt;br /&gt;When he says the words (Quando ele disser as palavras)&lt;br /&gt;You've been needing to hear (Você precisa ouvir)&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was him, cause those words are mine (Queria ser ele porque aquelas palavras são minhas)&lt;br /&gt;To say to you till the end of time and (Para dizer a você até o fim dos tempos e)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, baby, always (Eu te amo, baby, sempre)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there, forever and a day, always (E eu estarei lá, sempre e um dia, sempre)&lt;br /&gt;If you told me to cry for you, I could (Se você me dissesse para chorar por você, eu poderia)&lt;br /&gt;If you told me to die for you, I would (Se você me dissesse para morrer por você, eu iria)&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my face (Dê uma olhada na minha cara)&lt;br /&gt;There's no price I won't pay (Não há preço que eu não pagarei)&lt;br /&gt;To say these words to you (Para dizer estas palavras a você)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there ain't no luck in this loaded dice (Bem não há sorte neste dados carregados)&lt;br /&gt;But babe if you give me just one more try (Mas querida, se você me der apenas mais uma tentativa)&lt;br /&gt;We can pack up our old dreams and our old lives (Nós podemos refazer nossos antigos sonhos e nossas antigas vidas)&lt;br /&gt;We'll find a place where the sun still shines and (Nós vamos encontrar um lugar onde o sol ainda brilha e)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Will love you, baby, always (E eu te amarei, querida, sempre)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day, always (E eu estarei lá para sempre e um dia, sempre)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine (Eu estarei lá até as estrelas não brilharem)&lt;br /&gt;Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme (Até os céus explodirem e as palavras não rimarem)&lt;br /&gt;And I know when i die, you'll be on my mind (E sei que quando eu morrer, você vai estar na minha mente)&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, always (E eu te amo, sempre)&lt;br /&gt;Always. (sempre)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-1745822364629176519?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1745822364629176519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1745822364629176519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/09/always.html' title='Always'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FD-ki-VwRgI/TnN4Eh70qUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/RC-bmqdoshU/s72-c/compreensao-de-texto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-850446454321788730</id><published>2011-09-11T21:14:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:16:42.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel - Aerosmith</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9U8fo9F5UM/Tm1Om4zoP3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/71-5L-ahZxs/s1600/1303399221_87046447_1-Fotos-de--Aula-De-Piano-e-TecladoAndre-Barbosa-Belo-Horizonte-Aulas-a-Domicilio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone yeah i don't know if i can face the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm in tears and the crying that i do is for you&lt;br /&gt;I want your love let's break the wall between us&lt;br /&gt;Don't make it tough, i'll put away my pride&lt;br /&gt;Enough's enough, i've suffered and i've seen the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel come and save me tonight&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel come and make it alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what i'm gonna do about this feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's true loneliness took me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;Without your love, i'm nothing but a beggar&lt;br /&gt;Without your love, a dog without a bone&lt;br /&gt;What can i do, i'm sleeping in this bed alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel come and save me tonight&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel come and make it alright&lt;br /&gt;Come and save me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason i live&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason i die&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason i give when i break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't need no reason why&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel come and save me tonight&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel come and make it alright&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel come and save me tonight&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel come and take it alright&lt;br /&gt;Come and save me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anjo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou sozinho, eu não sei se consigo encarar a noite&lt;br /&gt;Estou em lágrimas e o choro é por sua causa&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero o seu amor, vamos quebrar a parede entre nós&lt;br /&gt;Não dificulte as coisas, eu colocarei meu orgulho de lado&lt;br /&gt;Agora já chega, eu sofri e vi a luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu anjo, venha e me salve esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu anjo, venha e deixe tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que fazer com este sentimento aqui dentro&lt;br /&gt;Sim, é verdade a solidão virou minha companhia&lt;br /&gt;Sem seu amor, eu não sou nada só um mendigo&lt;br /&gt;Sem seu amor, um cachorro sem o osso&lt;br /&gt;O que devo fazer? Estou dormindo nesta cama sozinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu anjo, venha e me salve esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu anjo, venha e deixe tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Venha e me salva esta noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é o motivo que eu vivo&lt;br /&gt;Você é o motivo que eu morro&lt;br /&gt;Você é o motivo que eu dou quando eu não agüento e choro&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa de explicação&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu anjo, venha e me salve esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu anjo, venha e deixe tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu anjo, venha e me salve esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu anjo, venha e deixe tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Venha e me salve esta noite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-850446454321788730?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6750709798282374409</id><published>2011-07-24T14:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:38:08.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLRzuIXPykI/TixYIGduqDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/q_JhsUZS_Mw/s1600/lov14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLRzuIXPykI/TixYIGduqDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/q_JhsUZS_Mw/s1600/lov14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não pensa que eu fui por não te amar, ao contrário, fui por te amar demais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6750709798282374409?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6750709798282374409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6750709798282374409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/07/pensa.html' title='Pensa...'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLRzuIXPykI/TixYIGduqDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/q_JhsUZS_Mw/s72-c/lov14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6235787650095469905</id><published>2011-03-25T23:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T23:46:36.723-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais Que A Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KuUzMQoQYrw/TY1SXFZaIJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fOTi-62ZWm4/s320/alone.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Mais Que A Mim&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Ana Carolina e Maria Gadú&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt; Composição : Ana Carolina e Chiara Civelo&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi dizer que você tá bem&lt;br /&gt;que já tem um outro alguém&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei moedas pelo chão&lt;br /&gt;Mas não vi ninguém pra me abraçar&lt;br /&gt;me dar a mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu chorei sem disfarçar&lt;br /&gt;Quando vi seu carro passar&lt;br /&gt;Vi todo o amor que em mim ainda não passou&lt;br /&gt;Eu já não sei bem aonde vou&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora eu vou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei falar mas você não soube ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Tente admitir!&lt;br /&gt;Tentei voltar e pude ver o quanto errei&lt;br /&gt;Te amei mais que a mim, bem mais que a mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi dizer que você tá bem&lt;br /&gt;que já tem um outro alguém&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei moedas pelo chão&lt;br /&gt;Mas não vi ninguém pra me abraçar&lt;br /&gt;me dar a mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu chorei sem disfarçar&lt;br /&gt;quando vi seu carro passar&lt;br /&gt;Vi todo o amor que em mim ainda não passou&lt;br /&gt;Eu já não sei bem aonde vou&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora eu vou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei falar mas você não soube ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Tente admitir!&lt;br /&gt;Tentei voltar e pude ver o quanto errei&lt;br /&gt;Te amei mais que a mim, bem mais que a mim.&lt;br /&gt;É, mais que a mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6235787650095469905?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6235787650095469905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6235787650095469905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/03/mais-que-mim.html' title='Mais Que A Mim'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KuUzMQoQYrw/TY1SXFZaIJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fOTi-62ZWm4/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-3870722068297209003</id><published>2011-03-08T03:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T03:56:14.350-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Te Amo Tanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vgWhCRpmfxE/TXXSlcrjLUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dC1B829lAAk/s400/joaninha.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu Te Amo Tanto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Roberto Carlos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu não me acostumo sem seus  beijos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E não sei viver sem seus  abraços&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprendi que pouco tempo é  muito&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se estou longe dos seus braços&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E por isso eu te procuro tanto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E te telefono a toda hora&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pra dizer mais uma vez  "te amo"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como estou dizendo agora&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faço qualquer coisa nessa vida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pra ficar um pouco do seu lado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todo mundo diz que não existe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ninguém mais apaixonado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu amor, você é minha vida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sua vida eu também sei que sou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cada vez mais juntos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem procura por você &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sabe onde estou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olha, eu te amo tanto e você  sabe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou capaz de tudo se preciso&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só pra ver brilhar a todo  instante &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No seu rosto esse sorriso&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-3870722068297209003?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3870722068297209003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3870722068297209003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-te-amo-tanto.html' title='Eu Te Amo Tanto'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vgWhCRpmfxE/TXXSlcrjLUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dC1B829lAAk/s72-c/joaninha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-5415144997972917230</id><published>2011-02-08T01:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T01:07:18.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Preciso Dizer Que Te Amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TVDA_pHmZ7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sPnG5zm5VsA/s320/14.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Preciso Dizer Que Te Amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cazuza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando  a gente conversa&lt;br /&gt;Contando casos, besteiras&lt;br /&gt;Tanta coisa em comum&lt;br /&gt;Deixando escapar segredos&lt;br /&gt;E eu não sei que hora dizer&lt;br /&gt;Me dá um medo, que medo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que eu preciso dizer que eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Te ganhar ou perder sem engano&lt;br /&gt;É, eu preciso dizer que eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Tanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E até o tempo passa arrastado&lt;br /&gt;Só pra eu ficar do teu lado&lt;br /&gt;Você me chora dores de outro amor&lt;br /&gt;Se abre e acaba comigo&lt;br /&gt;E nessa novela eu não quero&lt;br /&gt;Ser teu amigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que eu preciso dizer que eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Te ganhar ou perder sem engano&lt;br /&gt;É, eu preciso dizer que eu te amo, tanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já nem sei se eu tô misturando&lt;br /&gt;Eu perco o sono&lt;br /&gt;Lembrando em cada riso teu&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer bandeira&lt;br /&gt;Fechando e abrindo a geladeira&lt;br /&gt;A noite inteira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso dizer que eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Te ganhar ou perder sem engano&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso dizer que eu te amo, tanto”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-5415144997972917230?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5415144997972917230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5415144997972917230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/02/preciso-dizer-que-te-amo.html' title='Preciso Dizer Que Te Amo'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TVDA_pHmZ7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sPnG5zm5VsA/s72-c/14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-3228559035148985297</id><published>2011-02-03T22:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:49:21.983-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensa Em Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TUtSUEBNVPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JopgKynE9F4/s320/alone02.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Pensa Em Mim&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Cheiro De Amor&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Bernardo Faria / Conrado d´Ávila&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiração dos meus sonhos, não quero acordar&lt;br /&gt;Quero ficar só contigo não vou poder voar&lt;br /&gt;Pra que parar pra refletir se meu reflexo é você&lt;br /&gt;Aprendendo uma só vida, compartilhando prazer&lt;br /&gt;Por que parece que na hora não vou aguentar&lt;br /&gt;Se eu sempre tive força e nunca parei de lutar&lt;br /&gt;Como num filme, no final tudo vai da certo&lt;br /&gt;Quem foi que disse que pra ta junto precisa ta perto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensa em mim&lt;br /&gt;Que eu to pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;E me diz&lt;br /&gt;O que eu quero te dizer&lt;br /&gt;Vem pra cá, pra ver que juntos estamos&lt;br /&gt;E te falar&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez que te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que passamos juntos vai ficar pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;Intimidades, brincadeiras só a gente entende&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem fala que namorar é perder tempo eu digo:&lt;br /&gt;A muito tempo eu não crescia o que eu cresci contigo&lt;br /&gt;Juntos no balanço da rede, sob o céu estrelado&lt;br /&gt;Sempre acontece, o tempo para quando eu tô do seu lado&lt;br /&gt;A noite chega, eu fecho os olhos e é você quem vejo&lt;br /&gt;Como eu queria estar contigo, eu paro e faço um desejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensa em mim&lt;br /&gt;Que eu to pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;E me diz&lt;br /&gt;O que eu quero te dizer&lt;br /&gt;Vem pra cá, pra eu ver que juntos estamos&lt;br /&gt;E te falar&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez que te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez que te amo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-3228559035148985297?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3228559035148985297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3228559035148985297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/02/pensa-em-mim.html' title='Pensa Em Mim'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TUtSUEBNVPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JopgKynE9F4/s72-c/alone02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8508930619358606968</id><published>2011-01-16T21:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:02:57.651-03:00</updated><title type='text'>John Lennon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TTOHB6y_sCI/AAAAAAAAAIE/w-KCeAmOoh4/s320/crer_acreditar.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizeram a gente acreditar que amor mesmo, amor pra valer, só acontece uma&lt;br /&gt;vez, geralmente antes dos 30 anos.&lt;br /&gt;Não contaram pra nós que amor não é acionado, nem chega com hora marcada.&lt;br /&gt;Fizeram a gente acreditar que cada um de nós é a metade de uma laranja, e&lt;br /&gt;que a vida só ganha sentido quando encontramos a outra metade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não contaram que já nascemos inteiros, que ninguém em nossa vida merece&lt;br /&gt;carregar nas costas a responsabilidade de completar o que nos falta: a gente&lt;br /&gt;cresce através da gente mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Se estivermos em boa companhia, é só mais agradável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizeram a gente acreditar numa fórmula chamada "dois em um": duas pessoas&lt;br /&gt;pensando igual, agindo igual, que era isso que funcionava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não nos contaram que isso tem nome: anulação. Que só sendo indivíduos com&lt;br /&gt;personalidade própria é que poderemos ter uma relação saudável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizeram a gente acreditar que casamento é obrigatório e que desejos fora de&lt;br /&gt;hora devem ser reprimidos.&lt;br /&gt;Fizeram a gente acreditar que os bonitos e magros são mais amados, que os&lt;br /&gt;que transam pouco são caretas, que os que transam muito não são confiáveis,&lt;br /&gt;e que sempre haverá um chinelo velho para um pé torto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não disseram que existe muito mais cabeça torta do que pé torto.&lt;br /&gt;Fizeram a gente acreditar que só há uma fórmula de ser feliz, a mesma para&lt;br /&gt;todos, e os que escapam dela estão condenados à marginalidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não nos contaram que estas fórmulas dão errado, frustram as pessoas, são&lt;br /&gt;alienantes, e que podemos tentar outras alternativas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, também não contaram que ninguém vai contar isso tudo pra gente.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um vai ter que descobrir sozinho. E aí, quando você estiver muito&lt;br /&gt;apaixonado por você mesmo, vai poder ser muito feliz e se apaixonar por&lt;br /&gt;alguém"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(John Lennon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8508930619358606968?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8508930619358606968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8508930619358606968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/01/john-lennon.html' title='John Lennon'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nada vai conseguir mudar o que ficou&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso em alguém só penso em você&lt;br /&gt;E aí, então, estamos bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com tantos motivos&lt;br /&gt;Pra deixar tudo como está&lt;br /&gt;Nem desistir, nem tentar agora tanto faz&lt;br /&gt;Estamos indo de volta pra casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com tantos motivos&lt;br /&gt;Pra deixar tudo como está&lt;br /&gt;Nem desistir, nem tentar agora tanto faz&lt;br /&gt;Estamos indo de volta pra casa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-1226953967537798485?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1226953967537798485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1226953967537798485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/01/por-enquanto.html' title='Por Enquanto'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TTJcA_9Ey1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/KoctTwHX1hY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8761392781843425576</id><published>2011-01-14T19:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T19:46:13.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Segue Em Frente</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TTDR9qUNl3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/7_jsWIGhHCE/s320/primavera.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Segue em Frente&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sandy e Junior&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Junior Lima&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que o tempo apaga&lt;br /&gt;O que foi dito e o que não foi?&lt;br /&gt;Será que tudo mostra nosso caminho?&lt;br /&gt;Mas se não for, a gente segue em frente&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo olha por nós&lt;br /&gt;E a gente segue em frente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão&lt;br /&gt;E talvez não seja assim tão fácil&lt;br /&gt;Talvez assim seja melhor&lt;br /&gt;Talvez cada um reme pra um lado&lt;br /&gt;Mas os mares que te cercam&lt;br /&gt;Talvez sejam iguais aos meus&lt;br /&gt;E a gente segue em frente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que o tempo apaga&lt;br /&gt;O que foi dito e o que não foi?&lt;br /&gt;Será que tudo mostra nosso caminho?&lt;br /&gt;Mas se não for, a gente segue em frente&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo olha por nós&lt;br /&gt;E a gente segue em frente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão&lt;br /&gt;E talvez não seja assim tão fácil&lt;br /&gt;Talvez assim seja melhor&lt;br /&gt;Talvez cada um reme pra um lado&lt;br /&gt;Mas os mares que te cercam&lt;br /&gt;Talvez sejam iguais aos meus&lt;br /&gt;E a gente segue em frente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8761392781843425576?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8761392781843425576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8761392781843425576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2011/01/segue-em-frente.html' title='Segue Em Frente'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TTDR9qUNl3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/7_jsWIGhHCE/s72-c/primavera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-7974285024215796883</id><published>2010-12-31T01:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T01:10:51.858-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Corintios 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TVDCHdBhNNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nfiN64mgKDo/s320/rosa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Corintios 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Ainda que falasse as línguas dos homens e dos anjos, e não tivesse amor, seria como o metal que soa ou como o sino que tine... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;E ainda que tivesse o dom da profecia, e conhecesse todos os mistérios e toda a ciência, e ainda que tivesse toda a fé, de maneira tal que transportasse os montes, e não tivesse amor, nada seria...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;E ainda que distribuísse toda minha fortuna para os pobres, e ainda que entregasse meu corpo para ser queimado, e não tivesse amor, nada disso me aproveitaria...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;O amor é sofredor, é benigno; o amor não é invejoso, o amor não trata com leviandade, não se ensoberbece... não se porta com indecência, não busca os seus interesses, não se irrita, não suspeita mal...não folga com a injustiça, mas folga com a verdade...tudo sofre, tudo crê... tudo espera...tudo suporta... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;O amor nunca falha... e é com essa convicção que determino que teu sofrimento cesse... que o que seja dor se transforme em bem estar... que teu coração se encha dessa certeza... que meu amor infinito... o amor infinito que Deus me deu a glória de poder te ofertar... que cure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Amém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-7974285024215796883?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7974285024215796883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7974285024215796883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/corintios-13.html' title='Corintios 13'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TVDCHdBhNNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nfiN64mgKDo/s72-c/rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-15776570629149914</id><published>2010-12-26T02:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T02:48:06.900-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estranho Jeito de Amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TRbW4rDksdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/db0s-D3MsNg/s1600/amor_doido_reduced.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Estranho Jeito de Amar&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sandy e Junior&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Tatiana Parra/Junior Lima/Otávio de Moraes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanta bobagem&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que se falou&lt;br /&gt;Me olho no espelho&lt;br /&gt;E já nem sei mais quem sou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto talento&lt;br /&gt;Pra discutir em vão&lt;br /&gt;Será tão frágil&lt;br /&gt;Nossa ligação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tem que ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Tanto desencontro, mágoa e dor&lt;br /&gt;Pra que que a gente tem que&lt;br /&gt;Se arriscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então volta pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o tempo curar&lt;br /&gt;Esse estranho jeito de amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falsas promessas&lt;br /&gt;Erros tão banais&lt;br /&gt;Mas ninguém cede&lt;br /&gt;Nem pensa em voltar atrás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tem que ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Tanto desencontro, mágoa e dor&lt;br /&gt;Pra que que a gente tem que&lt;br /&gt;Se arriscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então volta pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o tempo curar&lt;br /&gt;Esse estranho jeito de amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esquece esse jogo&lt;br /&gt;Não há vencedor&lt;br /&gt;O mesmo roteiro&lt;br /&gt;De sempre cansou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou te amando&lt;br /&gt;E me frustrando&lt;br /&gt;E sobrevivendo&lt;br /&gt;Por um fio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tô aqui&lt;br /&gt;Sem desistir&lt;br /&gt;Volta pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tem que ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Tanto desencontro, mágoa e dor&lt;br /&gt;Pra que que a gente tem que&lt;br /&gt;Se arriscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então volta pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o tempo curar&lt;br /&gt;Esse estranho jeito de amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tem que ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Tanto desencontro, mágoa e dor&lt;br /&gt;Se é bem melhor&lt;br /&gt;A gente se entregar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então volta pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o tempo curar&lt;br /&gt;Esse estranho jeito de amar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-15776570629149914?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/15776570629149914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/15776570629149914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/estranho-jeito-de-amar.html' title='Estranho Jeito de Amar'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TRbW4rDksdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/db0s-D3MsNg/s72-c/amor_doido_reduced.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-1832590969546791600</id><published>2010-12-20T22:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:03:44.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Here On My Own</title><content type='html'>&lt;img 320px="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TQ_8t4oQB_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/90LlZQbyqzY/s320/why_so_alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552934730796632050" width="" border="0" height="240px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Out Here On My Own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naturi Naughton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes  I wonder&lt;br /&gt;  Where  I've been&lt;br /&gt;  Who  I am, do I fit in?&lt;br /&gt;  Make-believing  is hard alone&lt;br /&gt;  Out  here, on my own   &lt;p class="style47" align="justify"&gt;We're  always proving&lt;br /&gt;  Who  we are&lt;br /&gt;  Always  reaching&lt;br /&gt;  For  that rising star&lt;br /&gt;  To  guide me far&lt;br /&gt;  And  shine me home&lt;br /&gt;  Out  here on my own&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="style47" align="justify"&gt;When  I'm down and feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;  I  close my eyes so I can be with you&lt;br /&gt;  Oh,  baby, be strong for me&lt;br /&gt;  Baby,  belong to me&lt;br /&gt;  Help  me through&lt;br /&gt;  Help  me need you&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="style47" align="justify"&gt;Until  the morning sun appears&lt;br /&gt;  Making  light of all my fears&lt;br /&gt;  I  dry the tears I've never shown&lt;br /&gt;  out  here on my own&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="style47" align="justify"&gt;But  when I'm down and feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;  I  close my eyes so I can be with you&lt;br /&gt;  Oh,  baby, be strong for me&lt;br /&gt;  Baby,  belong to me&lt;br /&gt;  Help  me through&lt;br /&gt;  Help  me need you&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="style47" align="justify"&gt;Sometimes  I wonder&lt;br /&gt;  Where  I've been&lt;br /&gt;  Who  I am, do I fit in?&lt;br /&gt;  I  may not win&lt;br /&gt;  But  I can't be thrown&lt;br /&gt;  Out  here on my own&lt;br /&gt;  On  my own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-1832590969546791600?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1832590969546791600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1832590969546791600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/out-here-on-my-own.html' title='Out Here On My Own'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TQ_8t4oQB_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/90LlZQbyqzY/s72-c/why_so_alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-2219450050181336066</id><published>2010-12-19T20:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T20:19:48.044-03:00</updated><title type='text'>After Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 349px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FtPCG7TVdCY/S7z2AQg5eaI/AAAAAAAAA6M/O-E32yNoy9Q/s1600/Beach_at_night.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;After Tonight&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Mariah Carey&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Composição: Carey / Foster / Warren&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look at you looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a feeling meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And as your body moves with mine&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm lifted out of time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And time again&lt;br /&gt;Patiently I've waited&lt;br /&gt;For this moment to arrive&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;CHORUS 1:&lt;br /&gt;After tonight&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember&lt;br /&gt;How sweet and tenderly&lt;br /&gt;You reached for me&lt;br /&gt;And pulled me closer&lt;br /&gt;After you go&lt;br /&gt;Will you return to love me&lt;br /&gt;After tonight begins to fade&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I feel your touch caressing me&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's all I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;With every kiss from your sweet lips&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm drifting out of time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Alone will tell&lt;br /&gt;If you feel the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;CHORUS2:&lt;br /&gt;After tonight&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember&lt;br /&gt;How sweet and tenderly&lt;br /&gt;You reached for me&lt;br /&gt;And pulled me closer&lt;br /&gt;After you go&lt;br /&gt;Will you return to love me&lt;br /&gt;After the night becomes the day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;And time and time again&lt;br /&gt;So patiently I've waited&lt;br /&gt;For this moment to arrive&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;CHORUS3:&lt;br /&gt;After tonight&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember&lt;br /&gt;How sweet and tenderly&lt;br /&gt;You reached for me&lt;br /&gt;And pulled me closer&lt;br /&gt;After you go&lt;br /&gt;Baby will you return to love me&lt;br /&gt;After the night becomes the day&lt;br /&gt;After tonight begins to fade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-2219450050181336066?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2219450050181336066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2219450050181336066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/after-tonight.html' title='After Tonight'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FtPCG7TVdCY/S7z2AQg5eaI/AAAAAAAAA6M/O-E32yNoy9Q/s72-c/Beach_at_night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-2913595350119872549</id><published>2010-12-13T23:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:07:22.148-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iris</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TQbcUf7AiFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/m-l8JVkFjkI/s320/rose-thorn.jpg" width="320px" border="0" height="240px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Iris&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Johnny Rzeznik&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;And sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-2913595350119872549?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2913595350119872549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2913595350119872549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/iris.html' title='Iris'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TQbcUf7AiFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/m-l8JVkFjkI/s72-c/rose-thorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-3607283732148066781</id><published>2010-12-09T02:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T02:03:56.038-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Então Vá Se Perder</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsVXQtHgNmo/SjrveZLC8aI/AAAAAAAACSI/-oIWdZLsxzQ/s320/alone.jpg" alt="" width="300px" border="0" height="300px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Então Vá Se Perder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="author_lyric"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Ana Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;Então vá se perder&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu te disse&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem tinha pra dizer&lt;br /&gt;Os lugares parecem&lt;br /&gt;Te prender ao chão&lt;br /&gt;Teus pés aonde irão&lt;br /&gt;Sem mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então vá se trocar&lt;br /&gt;Lavar o seu passado&lt;br /&gt;Mudar pra não mudar&lt;br /&gt;Os passos&lt;br /&gt;Sapatos, pés&lt;br /&gt;E tornar-te quem tu és&lt;br /&gt;O mistério da sua fé&lt;br /&gt;Em si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crescer, sumir, partir, chegar&lt;br /&gt;Revirar e se descobrir&lt;br /&gt;Se elaborar, se transformar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando&lt;br /&gt;Você irá cair&lt;br /&gt;Em si?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me diz como fugir do que levamos por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Me diz como fugir do que levamos por dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então vá se perder&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu te disse&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem tinha pra dizer&lt;br /&gt;Os lugares parecem&lt;br /&gt;Te prender ao chão&lt;br /&gt;Teus pés aonde irão&lt;br /&gt;Sem mim? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-3607283732148066781?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3607283732148066781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3607283732148066781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/entao-va-se-perder.html' title='Então Vá Se Perder'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsVXQtHgNmo/SjrveZLC8aI/AAAAAAAACSI/-oIWdZLsxzQ/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-201149969163219655</id><published>2010-12-07T00:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T00:13:56.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Namorada</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TP2mJ8-M4XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vmodNV1tfpA/s320/alma%2Bnua%2B-%2Blidy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547773005906370930" width="320px" border="0" height="313px" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Minha Namorada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu poeta eu hoje estou contente&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo de repente ficou lindo&lt;br /&gt;Ficou lindo de morrer&lt;br /&gt;Eu hoje estou me rindo&lt;br /&gt;Nem eu mesma sei de que&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu recebi&lt;br /&gt;Uma cartinhazinha de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você quer ser minha namorada&lt;br /&gt;Ai que linda namorada&lt;br /&gt;Você poderia ser&lt;br /&gt;Se quiser ser somente minha&lt;br /&gt;Exatamente essa coisinha&lt;br /&gt;Essa coisa toda minha&lt;br /&gt;Que ninguém mais pode ter&lt;br /&gt;Você tem que me fazer&lt;br /&gt;Um juramento&lt;br /&gt;De só ter um pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Ser só minha até morrer&lt;br /&gt;E também de não perder esse jeitinho&lt;br /&gt;De falar devagarinho&lt;br /&gt;Essas histórias de você&lt;br /&gt;E de repente me fazer muito carinho&lt;br /&gt;E chorar bem de mansinho&lt;br /&gt;Sem ninguém saber porque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se mais do que minha namorada&lt;br /&gt;Você quer ser minha amada&lt;br /&gt;Minha amada, mas amada pra valer&lt;br /&gt;Aquela amada pelo amor predestinada&lt;br /&gt;Sem a qual a vida é nada&lt;br /&gt;Sem a qual se quer morrer&lt;br /&gt;Você tem que vir comigo&lt;br /&gt;Em meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;E talvez o meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Seja triste pra você&lt;br /&gt;Os seus olhos tem que ser só dos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E os seus braços o meu ninho&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio de depois&lt;br /&gt;E você tem de ser a estrela derradeira&lt;br /&gt;Minha amiga e companheira&lt;br /&gt;No infinito de nós dois.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-201149969163219655?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/201149969163219655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/201149969163219655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/minha-namorada.html' title='Minha Namorada'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TP2mJ8-M4XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vmodNV1tfpA/s72-c/alma%2Bnua%2B-%2Blidy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8995385461263284970</id><published>2010-12-05T20:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T20:50:42.045-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nua</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 344px;" src="http://www.walldesk.net/pdp/1024/08/01/Winter-Wonderland,-Steamboat-Springs,-Colorado.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong class="editable_area"&gt;Nua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho a cidade ao redor&lt;br /&gt;E nada me interessa&lt;br /&gt;Eu finjo ter calma&lt;br /&gt;A solidão me apressa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantos caminhos sem fim&lt;br /&gt;De onde você não vem&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração na curva&lt;br /&gt;Batendo a mais de cem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou sair nessas horas de confusão&lt;br /&gt;Gritando seu nome entre os carros que vêm e vão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe então assim {2X}&lt;br /&gt;Você repara em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corro de te esperar&lt;br /&gt;De nunca te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas me encontram&lt;br /&gt;Antes de anoitecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho a cidade ao redor&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca volto atrás&lt;br /&gt;Já não escondo a pressa&lt;br /&gt;Já me escondi demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou contar pra todo mundo&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou pichar sua rua&lt;br /&gt;Vou bater na sua porta de noite&lt;br /&gt;Completamente nua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe então assim {2X}&lt;br /&gt;Você repara em mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8995385461263284970?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8995385461263284970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8995385461263284970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/12/nua.html' title='Nua'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-57883608993941818</id><published>2010-11-25T10:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T11:00:46.512-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Vou Estar</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TO5rmPC_Y3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/R1n3vMx3Wck/s320/05-10%2Btentsmuir%2B043%2Bresize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543486495957934962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Eu Vou Estar&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Capital Inicial&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Dinho Ouro Preto / Alvin L.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu não vou pro inferno&lt;br /&gt;Eu não iria tão longe por você&lt;br /&gt;Mas vai ser impossível não lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Vou estar em tudo em que você vê:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nos seus livros, nos seus discos&lt;br /&gt;Vou entrar na sua roupa&lt;br /&gt;E onde você menos esperar&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou estar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu não vou pro céu também&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou tão bom assim&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo quando encontrar alguém&lt;br /&gt;Você ainda vai ver a mim;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nos seus livros, nos seus discos&lt;br /&gt;Vou entrar na sua roupa&lt;br /&gt;E onde você menos esperar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Embaixo da cama&lt;br /&gt;Nos carros passando&lt;br /&gt;No verde da grama&lt;br /&gt;Na chuva chegando&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou voltar;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nos seus livros, nos seus discos&lt;br /&gt;Vou entrar na sua roupa&lt;br /&gt;E onde você menos esperar&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou estar, eu vou estar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-57883608993941818?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/57883608993941818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/57883608993941818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-vou-estar.html' title='Eu Vou Estar'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TO5rmPC_Y3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/R1n3vMx3Wck/s72-c/05-10%2Btentsmuir%2B043%2Bresize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-4569090841402014964</id><published>2010-11-20T20:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:56:34.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só Fala Em Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TOhf-DGwy9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/UwpETdZ-NTc/s320/lirios.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541784861069593554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Só Fala Em Mim&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Ana Carolina / Totonho Villeroy / Celso Fonseca&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo vai passar você vai ver&lt;br /&gt;Então por que já não saber de vez&lt;br /&gt;Você está tão longe de entender&lt;br /&gt;O que eu falo bem diante de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você diz tudo bem depois faz diferente&lt;br /&gt;Diz que vai sumir e sempre volta atrás&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto a sua imagem vai e vem&lt;br /&gt;Aonde posso ir se você não está&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sol me reconforta e eu ando só&lt;br /&gt;E sei que vc anda por aí&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca mais te vi ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei se me encontrei ou te perdi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu siga sem você daqui pra frente&lt;br /&gt;A vida tem caminhos muito desiguais&lt;br /&gt;Disseram que você só fala em mim&lt;br /&gt;Agora veja como a gente foi ficar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não mandei você ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Nem falei que podia me esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Vou sorrir pra tristeza agora&lt;br /&gt;Vou viver os meus dias sem você&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-4569090841402014964?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4569090841402014964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4569090841402014964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-fala-em-mim.html' title='Só Fala Em Mim'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TOhf-DGwy9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/UwpETdZ-NTc/s72-c/lirios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-5712758995803866953</id><published>2010-10-18T02:34:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T02:49:43.870-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Raio de Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="345" src="http://www.shourstonandassociates.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/light-dark-for-change-ability-tip-19.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Você é o meu raio de sol,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;meu único raio de sol...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;me faz feliz quando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;o céu está cinza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;nunca saberá. querida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;o quanto te amo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por favor, não leve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;meu raio de sol embora...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-5712758995803866953?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5712758995803866953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5712758995803866953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/10/raio-de-sol.html' title='Raio de Sol'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8987941485250806205</id><published>2010-10-12T21:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:04:53.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra Terminar</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TLUFQMf-L2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/rwfZDqeQqdU/s320/Lirios20blancos20y20rojos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527329893458521954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 32px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Pra Terminar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Composição: Herbert Vianna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra começar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra te enganar&lt;br /&gt;escondo num sorriso a dor&lt;br /&gt;Que sinto ao te ver passar&lt;br /&gt;Na rua com seu novo amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Não me pergunte como eu tô&lt;br /&gt;Não saberia te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim ainda não terminou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra começar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra te enganar&lt;br /&gt;Escondo num sorriso a dor&lt;br /&gt;Que sinto ao te ver passar&lt;br /&gt;Na rua com seu novo amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Não me pergunte como eu tô&lt;br /&gt;Não saberia te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim ainda não terminou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra terminar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra te enganar&lt;br /&gt;escondo num sorriso a dor&lt;br /&gt;Que sinto ao te ver passar&lt;br /&gt;Na rua com seu novo amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Não me pergunte como eu tô&lt;br /&gt;Não saberia te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim ainda não terminou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra terminar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra terminar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8987941485250806205?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8987941485250806205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8987941485250806205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/10/pra-terminar.html' title='Pra Terminar'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TLUFQMf-L2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/rwfZDqeQqdU/s72-c/Lirios20blancos20y20rojos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-681748660890135699</id><published>2010-10-12T02:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T02:22:28.144-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss From A Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.almightydad.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/rose1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 32px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Kiss From A Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Seal&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You became the light on the dark side of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But did you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That when it snows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes become large and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light that you shine can be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more I get of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much he can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You remain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But did you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That when it snows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been kissed by a rose (on the grave)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... And if I should fall along the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been kissed by a rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Been kissed by a rose on the grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is so much a man can tell you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much he can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My power, my pleasure, my pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But did you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That when it snows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, the more I get of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger it feels, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now that your rose is in bloom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that your rose is in bloom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A light hits the gloom on the grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-681748660890135699?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/681748660890135699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/681748660890135699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/10/kiss-from-rose.html' title='Kiss From A Rose'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8289643615885504719</id><published>2010-10-03T02:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T02:31:26.764-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.ncpamd.com/winter_depression.jpg" border="0" alt="" width="450" height="360" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Jane Siberry&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Love Is Everything&lt;/h2&gt;maybe it was to learn how to love&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was to learn how to leave&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was for the games we played&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was to learn how to choose&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was to learn how to lose&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was for the love we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is everything they said it would be&lt;br /&gt;love made sweet and sad the same&lt;br /&gt;but love forgot to make me too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;you`re chickening out aren`t you?&lt;br /&gt;you`re bangin` on the beach like an old tin drum&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait `til you make&lt;br /&gt;the whole kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;so I`m leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was to learn how to fight&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was for the lesson in pride&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was the cowboys` ways&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was to learn not to lie&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was to learn how to cry&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was for the love we made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is everything they said it would be&lt;br /&gt;love did not hold back the reins&lt;br /&gt;but love forgot to make me too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;you`re chickening out aren`t you?&lt;br /&gt;you`re bangin` on the beach like an old tin drum&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait `til you make&lt;br /&gt;the whole kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;so I`m leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first he turns to you&lt;br /&gt;then he turns to her&lt;br /&gt;so you try to hurt him back&lt;br /&gt;but it breaks your body down&lt;br /&gt;so you try to love bigger&lt;br /&gt;bigger still&lt;br /&gt;but it...it`s too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take a lesson from the strangeness you feel&lt;br /&gt;and know you`ll never be the same&lt;br /&gt;and find it in your heart to kneel down and say&lt;br /&gt;I gave my love didn`t I?&lt;br /&gt;and I gave it big...sometimes&lt;br /&gt;and I gave it in my own sweet time&lt;br /&gt;I`m just leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is everything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8289643615885504719?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8289643615885504719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8289643615885504719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-is-everything.html' title='Love Is Everything'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6178549069011515744</id><published>2010-09-28T00:04:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:38:31.237-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas Mais Uma de Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:down; margin:0 10px 10px 0;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTNgILROKpM/StuD3pI6smI/AAAAAAAABHo/-tiaO9ECCkc/s320/winter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;APENAS MAIS UMA DE AMOR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Composição: Lulu Santos/ Nelson Motta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto tanto de você&lt;br /&gt;Que até prefiro esconder&lt;br /&gt;Deixo assim ficar&lt;br /&gt;Subentendido&lt;br /&gt;Como uma idéia que existe na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;E não tem a menor obrigação de acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho tão bonito isso&lt;br /&gt;De ser abstrato baby&lt;br /&gt;A beleza é mesmo tão fugaz&lt;br /&gt;É uma idéia que existe na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;E não tem a menor pretensão de acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Pode até parecer fraqueza&lt;br /&gt;Pois que seja fraqueza então,&lt;br /&gt;A alegria que me dá&lt;br /&gt;Isso vai sem eu dizer&lt;br /&gt;Se amanhã não for nada disso&lt;br /&gt;Caberá só a mim esquecer&lt;br /&gt;O que eu ganho, o que eu perco&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém precisa saber&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto tanto de você&lt;br /&gt;Que até prefiro esconder&lt;br /&gt;Deixo assim ficar&lt;br /&gt;Subentendido&lt;br /&gt;Como uma idéia que existe na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;E não tem a menor obrigação de acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Pode até parecer fraqueza&lt;br /&gt;Pois que seja fraqueza então,&lt;br /&gt;A alegria que me dá&lt;br /&gt;Isso vai sem eu dizer&lt;br /&gt;Se amanhã não for nada disso&lt;br /&gt;Caberá só a mim esquecer&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou sobreviver...&lt;br /&gt;O que eu ganho, o que eu perco&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém precisa saber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="180"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3O3dAR1Nj5Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3O3dAR1Nj5Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6178549069011515744?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6178549069011515744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6178549069011515744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/09/apenas-mais-uma-de-amor.html' title='Apenas Mais Uma de Amor'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTNgILROKpM/StuD3pI6smI/AAAAAAAABHo/-tiaO9ECCkc/s72-c/winter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8516636149242316041</id><published>2010-09-20T23:57:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:26:14.321-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não Vá Embora</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TJggtzyh-_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/-GMAYtm2GtA/s320/desert2_OPT.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519197314710895602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Não Vá Embora&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Marisa Monte&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Composição: Arnaldo Antunes / Marisa Monte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no meio de tanta gente eu encontrei você&lt;br /&gt;Entre tanta gente chata sem nenhuma graça, você veio&lt;br /&gt;E eu que pensava que não ia me apaixonar&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais na vida&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu podia ficar feio só perdido&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você eu fico muito mais bonito&lt;br /&gt;Mais esperto&lt;br /&gt;E podia estar tudo agora dando errado pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você dá certo&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Refrão):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá, não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu podia estar sofrendo caído por aí&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você eu fico muito mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;Mais desperto&lt;br /&gt;Eu podia estar agora sem você&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não quero, não quero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Refrão):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá, não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais (2x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLgebQNut_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;fs=0&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="false" width="270" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8516636149242316041?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8516636149242316041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8516636149242316041'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destiny's Child&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Composição: B. Gibb, R. Gibb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, Yeah, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verse 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over and done, but the heartache lives on inside&lt;br /&gt;And who is the one you're clinging to, instead of me tonight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bridge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Now that I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tears on my pillow&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;I'll cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;That leads to your ocean&lt;br /&gt;You'll never see me fall apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;It's just emotions taking me over&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in sorrow, lost in a song&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't come back, come home to me darling&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know there's nobody left in this world to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know there's nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verse 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm there at your side,&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of all the things you are&lt;br /&gt;But you've got a part of someone else&lt;br /&gt;You gotta go find your shining star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Repeat bridge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Repeat chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Repeat bridge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;It's just emotions, taking me over&lt;br /&gt;caught up in sorrow, lost in the song&lt;br /&gt;(Don't you know I'm lost without you baby?)&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't come back, come home to me darling&lt;br /&gt;Nobody left in this world to hold on the time&lt;br /&gt;(Nobody, nobody to hold me)&lt;br /&gt;Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;(Nobody to kiss me, yeah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6474933793578096274?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6474933793578096274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6474933793578096274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/09/emotion.html' title='Emotion'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TI7JuvDkJXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bjPjPv5GyUA/s72-c/snowy-mill-creek-winter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-7637963091891306075</id><published>2010-09-07T11:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:19:54.243-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving You</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TIZJj9RdSqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VHdSVmfUSis/s320/winter-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514175675853785762" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Loving You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Jennifer Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Composição: Troy Oliver / Cory Rooney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I took the time to get to know you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause its been a while since all we been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even though I said my feelings wouldnt change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing stays the same... ooh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I look in your eyes you mean no harm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just the way you munipulate me with your charm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can tell the love I have for you still strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there ain't nothin wrong with me still lovin you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that we been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found myself still lovin you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think we need to take the time to get it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I never gave up on a good thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never gave up on the love we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just need to take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You would act as if you don't really care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You fight and argue almost anywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lookin back sometimes I feel like such a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For putting up with you... ooh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby please, understand if it seems Im confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just that it might take me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some time to get used to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of all the things we used to do, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just find myself still lovin you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that we been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found myself still lovin you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think we need to take the time to get it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I never gave up on a good thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never gave up on the love we had, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just need to take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bridge:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe you and me had a chance to make this right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh baby if your heart is in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still with it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after all of this time has passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oo I'm still lovin you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chorus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that we been through, yea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found myself still lovin you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think we need to take the time to get it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I never gave up on a good thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never gave up on the love we had, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just need to take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that we been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found myself still lovin you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think we need to take the time to get it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I never gave up on a good thing, never give up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never gave up on the love we had, love we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just need to take it slow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-7637963091891306075?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7637963091891306075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7637963091891306075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/09/loving-you.html' title='Loving You'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/TIZJj9RdSqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VHdSVmfUSis/s72-c/winter-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-3014070659540449077</id><published>2010-08-28T01:40:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T02:05:31.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 480px; height: 316px;" src="http://www.persia.org/Images/Katouzian_art/desert.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Você&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Roberto Carlos&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Roberto Carlos / Erasmo Carlos&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você, que tanto tempo faz,&lt;br /&gt;Você que eu não conheço mais&lt;br /&gt;Você, que um dia eu amei demais&lt;br /&gt;Você, que ontem me sufocou&lt;br /&gt;De amor e de felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Hoje me sufoca de saudade&lt;br /&gt;Você, que já não diz pra mim&lt;br /&gt;As coisas que eu preciso ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Você, que até hoje eu não esqueci&lt;br /&gt;Você que, eu tento me enganar&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo que tudo passou&lt;br /&gt;Na realidade, aqui em mim&lt;br /&gt;Você ficou&lt;br /&gt;Você que eu não encontro mais&lt;br /&gt;Os beijos que já não lhe dou&lt;br /&gt;Fui tanto pra você&lt;br /&gt;E hoje nada sou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-3014070659540449077?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3014070659540449077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3014070659540449077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/08/voce.html' title='Você'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6182417205004098318</id><published>2010-04-24T14:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T15:31:38.857-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alma Nova</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S9MxrTHr7II/AAAAAAAAAFk/K8VE2CbPWfE/s400/fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463765392867191938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Alma Nova&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Zeca Baleiro&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição:  Zeca Baleiro e Fernando Abreu&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sempre que te vejo assim&lt;br /&gt;Linda, nua&lt;br /&gt;E um pouco nervosa&lt;br /&gt;Minha velha alma&lt;br /&gt;Cria alma nova&lt;br /&gt;Quer voar pela boca&lt;br /&gt;Quer sair por aí...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;E eu digo&lt;br /&gt;Calma alma minha&lt;br /&gt;Calminha!&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não é hora&lt;br /&gt;De partir...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sempre que te vejo assim&lt;br /&gt;Linda, nua&lt;br /&gt;E um pouco nervosa&lt;br /&gt;Minha velha alma&lt;br /&gt;Cria alma nova&lt;br /&gt;Quer voar pela boca&lt;br /&gt;Quer sair por aí...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eu digo&lt;br /&gt;Calma alma minha&lt;br /&gt;Calminha!&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não é hora&lt;br /&gt;De partir...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Então ficamos&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma e eu&lt;br /&gt;Olhando o corpo teu&lt;br /&gt;Sem entender...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Como é que a alma&lt;br /&gt;Entra nessa história&lt;br /&gt;Afinal o amor&lt;br /&gt;É tão carnal...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eu bem que tento&lt;br /&gt;Tento entender&lt;br /&gt;Mas a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Não quer nem saber&lt;br /&gt;Só quer entrar em você&lt;br /&gt;Como tantas vezes&lt;br /&gt;Já me viu fazer...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;E eu digo&lt;br /&gt;Calma alma minha&lt;br /&gt;Calminha!&lt;br /&gt;Você tem muito&lt;br /&gt;Que aprender...(2x)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Então ficamos&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma e eu&lt;br /&gt;Olhando o corpo teu&lt;br /&gt;Sem entender...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Como é que a alma&lt;br /&gt;Entra nessa história&lt;br /&gt;Afinal o amor&lt;br /&gt;É tão carnal...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eu bem que tento, tento&lt;br /&gt;Tento entender&lt;br /&gt;Mas a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Não quer nem saber&lt;br /&gt;Só quer entrar em você&lt;br /&gt;Como tantas vezes&lt;br /&gt;Já me viu fazer...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;E eu digo&lt;br /&gt;Calma alma minha&lt;br /&gt;Calminha!&lt;br /&gt;Você tem muito&lt;br /&gt;Que aprender...(2x)&lt;/p&gt; Eu digo&lt;br /&gt;Calma alma minha&lt;br /&gt;Calminha!&lt;br /&gt;Você tem muito&lt;br /&gt;Que aprender...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6182417205004098318?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6182417205004098318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6182417205004098318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/04/alma-nova.html' title='Alma Nova'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S9MxrTHr7II/AAAAAAAAAFk/K8VE2CbPWfE/s72-c/fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8105676710627056955</id><published>2010-04-15T22:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:47:52.875-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sangrando</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S8fBeI4g_GI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m1rOc27JFwQ/s400/free-pictures-fall-autumn-colors-leaves-mexicanwave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460545796734778466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Sangrando&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Gonzaguinha&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição:  Gonzaguinha&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quando eu soltar a minha  voz&lt;br /&gt;Por favor entenda&lt;br /&gt;Que palavra por palavra&lt;br /&gt;Eis aqui uma pessoa se entregando&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coração na boca&lt;br /&gt;Peito aberto&lt;br /&gt;Vou sangrando&lt;br /&gt;São as lutas dessa nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;Que eu estou cantando&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Quando eu abrir minha garganta&lt;br /&gt;Essa força tanta&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que você ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Esteja certa&lt;br /&gt;Que estarei vivendo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Veja o brilho dos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E o tremor nas minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;E o meu corpo tão suado&lt;br /&gt;Transbordando toda a raça e emoção&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;E se eu chorar&lt;br /&gt;E o sal molhar o meu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Não se espante, cante&lt;br /&gt;Que o teu canto é a minha força&lt;br /&gt;Pra cantar&lt;/p&gt; Quando eu soltar a minha voz&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, entenda&lt;br /&gt;É apenas o meu jeito de viver&lt;br /&gt;O que é amar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8105676710627056955?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8105676710627056955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8105676710627056955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/04/sangrando.html' title='Sangrando'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S8fBeI4g_GI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m1rOc27JFwQ/s72-c/free-pictures-fall-autumn-colors-leaves-mexicanwave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-520808367461958185</id><published>2010-04-15T02:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T02:21:43.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Flor da Pele</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S8aiJiHwl7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xIvCBbkfoEw/s400/autumn4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460229882895177650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Flor da Pele&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Zeca Baleiro&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição:  Zeca Baleiro&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ando tão à flor da pele&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer beijo de novela&lt;br /&gt;Me faz chorar&lt;br /&gt;Ando tão à flor da pele&lt;br /&gt;Que teu olhar "flor na janela"&lt;br /&gt;Me faz morrer&lt;br /&gt;Ando tão à flor da pele&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo se confunde&lt;br /&gt;Com a vontade de não ser&lt;br /&gt;Ando tão à flor da pele&lt;br /&gt;Que a minha pele&lt;br /&gt;Tem o fogo&lt;br /&gt;Do juízo final...(2x)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Barco sem porto&lt;br /&gt;Sem rumo, sem vela&lt;br /&gt;Cavalo sem sela&lt;br /&gt;Bicho solto&lt;br /&gt;Um cão sem dono&lt;br /&gt;Um menino, um bandido&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes me preservo&lt;br /&gt;Noutras, suicido!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ando tão à flor da pele&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer beijo de novela&lt;br /&gt;Me faz chorar&lt;br /&gt;Ando tão à flor da pele&lt;br /&gt;Que teu olhar "flor na janela"&lt;br /&gt;Me faz morrer&lt;br /&gt;Ando tão à flor da pele&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo se confunde&lt;br /&gt;Com a vontade de nem ser&lt;br /&gt;Ando tão à flor da pele&lt;br /&gt;Que a minha pele&lt;br /&gt;Tem o fogo&lt;br /&gt;Do juízo final...(2x)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Barco sem porto&lt;br /&gt;Sem rumo, sem vela&lt;br /&gt;Cavalo sem sela&lt;br /&gt;Bicho solto&lt;br /&gt;Um cão sem dono&lt;br /&gt;Um menino, um bandido&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes me preservo&lt;br /&gt;Noutras, suicido!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, sim!&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou tão cansado&lt;br /&gt;Mas não prá dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que não acredito&lt;br /&gt;Mais em você&lt;br /&gt;Eu não preciso&lt;br /&gt;De muito dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;Graças a Deus!&lt;br /&gt;Mas vou tomar&lt;br /&gt;Aquele velho navio&lt;br /&gt;Aquele velho navio!&lt;/p&gt; Barco sem porto&lt;br /&gt;Sem rumo, sem vela&lt;br /&gt;Cavalo sem sela&lt;br /&gt;Bicho solto&lt;br /&gt;Um cão sem dono&lt;br /&gt;Um menino, um bandido&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes me preservo&lt;br /&gt;Noutras, suicído!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-520808367461958185?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/520808367461958185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/520808367461958185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/04/flor-da-pele.html' title='Flor da Pele'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S8aiJiHwl7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xIvCBbkfoEw/s72-c/autumn4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-4008707011860112229</id><published>2010-03-25T19:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:44:34.521-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S6vnJvQeGCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yOQEKqave8E/s400/Autumn3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Maybe&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Janis Joplin&lt;/h2&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Oh, if I could pray, and I try, dear,&lt;br /&gt;You might come back home, home to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, if I could ever hold your little hand&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you might understand.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe... yeah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, dear,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I might have done something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I'd be glad to admit it&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, come on home to me!&lt;br /&gt;Honey, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe... yeah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, I know that it just doesn't ever seem to matter, babe,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, honey, when I go out or what I'm trying to do,&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm still left here&lt;br /&gt;And I'm holding on in needing you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please, please, please, please,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, won't you reconsider, babe,&lt;br /&gt;Now come on, I said come back,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you come back to me!&lt;/p&gt; Maybe, dear, oh maybe, maybe, maybe,&lt;br /&gt;Let me help you show me how.&lt;br /&gt;Honey, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe, maybe, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe, maybe, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-4008707011860112229?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4008707011860112229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4008707011860112229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S6vnJvQeGCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yOQEKqave8E/s72-c/Autumn3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-218825850514091170</id><published>2010-03-21T23:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:28:15.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Negue</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 511px; height: 383px;" src="http://wilstar.com/wallpaper/autumn2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Negue&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Maria Bethânia&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Adelino Moreira/Enzo de Almeida Passos&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Negue seu amor, o seu carinho&lt;br /&gt;Diga que você já me esqueceu&lt;br /&gt;Pise, machucando com jeitinho&lt;br /&gt;Este coração que ainda é seu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Diga que meu pranto é covardia&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se esqueça&lt;br /&gt;Que você foi meu um dia&lt;/p&gt; Diga que já não me quer&lt;br /&gt;Negue que me pertenceu&lt;br /&gt;Que eu mostro a boca molhada&lt;br /&gt;Ainda marcada pelo beijo seu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-218825850514091170?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/218825850514091170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/218825850514091170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/negue.html' title='Negue'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-2499863741212725037</id><published>2010-03-20T21:22:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:49:34.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas Mais Uma De Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 474px; height: 244px;" src="http://heavenawaits.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/winter-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Apenas Mais Uma De Amor&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Lulu Santos&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Lulu Santos / Nelson Motta&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu gosto tanto de você&lt;br /&gt;Que até prefiro esconder&lt;br /&gt;Deixo assim ficar&lt;br /&gt;Subentendido&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Como uma idéia que existe na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;E não tem a menor obrigação de acontecer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eu acho tão bonito isso&lt;br /&gt;De ser abstrato baby&lt;br /&gt;A beleza é mesmo tão fugaz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;É uma idéia que existe na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;E não tem a menor pretensão de acontecer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pode até parecer fraqueza&lt;br /&gt;Pois que seja fraqueza então,&lt;br /&gt;A alegria que me dá&lt;br /&gt;Isso vai sem eu dizer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Se amanhã não for nada disso&lt;br /&gt;Caberá só a mim esquecer&lt;br /&gt;O que eu ganho, o que eu perco&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém precisa saber&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eu gosto tanto de você&lt;br /&gt;Que até prefiro esconder&lt;br /&gt;Deixo assim ficar&lt;br /&gt;Subentendido&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Como uma idéia que existe na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;E não tem a menor obrigação de acontecer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pode até parecer fraqueza&lt;br /&gt;Pois que seja fraqueza então,&lt;br /&gt;A alegria que me dá&lt;br /&gt;Isso vai sem eu dizer&lt;/p&gt; Se amanhã não for nada disso&lt;br /&gt;Caberá só a mim esquecer&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou sobreviver...&lt;br /&gt;O que eu ganho, o que eu perco&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém precisa saber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-2499863741212725037?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2499863741212725037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2499863741212725037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/apenas-mais-uma-de-amor.html' title='Apenas Mais Uma De Amor'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6457256234994620189</id><published>2010-03-12T00:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:28:24.861-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S5m0o24AnUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C3juohgWggs/s400/autumn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447583838299528514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Something&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h2&gt;The Beatles&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;small&gt;Composição: George Harrison&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something in the way she moves&lt;br /&gt;Attracts me like no other lover&lt;br /&gt;Something in the way she woos me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't want to leave her now&lt;br /&gt;You know I believe and how&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Somewhere in her smile she knows&lt;br /&gt;That I don't need no other lover&lt;br /&gt;Something in her style that shows me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't want to leave her now&lt;br /&gt;You know I believe and how&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You're asking me will my love grow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;You stick around now it may show&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I don't know&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Something in the way she knows&lt;br /&gt;And all I have to do is think of her&lt;br /&gt;Something in the things she shows me&lt;/p&gt; I don't want to leave her now&lt;br /&gt;You know I believe and how&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6457256234994620189?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6457256234994620189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6457256234994620189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/03/something.html' title='Something'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S5m0o24AnUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/C3juohgWggs/s72-c/autumn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6207192101516925285</id><published>2010-02-19T20:36:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:00:28.997-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S38hw6S1OnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mvZPWFhAGYo/s400/lua+cheia+negra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440103999052528242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pedi eu, ó criador, que&lt;br /&gt;do barro me fizesses homem?&lt;br /&gt;Pedi para que me arrancasses&lt;br /&gt;das trevas?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6207192101516925285?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6207192101516925285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6207192101516925285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/02/pedi-eu-o-criador-que-do-barro-me.html' title=''/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S38hw6S1OnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mvZPWFhAGYo/s72-c/lua+cheia+negra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-7907962255684068846</id><published>2010-02-13T20:21:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:30:27.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S3c2cjnFmTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JlHqYEPWoBQ/s400/bate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437874939296586034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Who Knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand / You showed me how&lt;br /&gt;You promised me you'd be around&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh / That's right&lt;br /&gt;I took your words / And I believed&lt;br /&gt;In everything / You said to me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah huh / That's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone said three years from now / You'd be long gone&lt;br /&gt;I'd stand up and punch them out / Cause they're all wrong&lt;br /&gt;I know better / Cause you said forever&lt;br /&gt;And ever / Who knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we were such fools&lt;br /&gt;And so convinced and just too cool&lt;br /&gt;Oh no / No no&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could touch you again&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could still call you friend&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone said count your blessings now / For they're long gone&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just didn't know how / I was all wrong&lt;br /&gt;They knew better / Still you said forever&lt;br /&gt;And ever / Who knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you locked in my head&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;Until we&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;And I won't forget you my friend&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone said three years from now / You'd be long gone&lt;br /&gt;I'd stand up and punch them out / Cause they're all wrong and&lt;br /&gt;That last kiss / I'll cherish&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again / And time makes&lt;br /&gt;It harder / I wish I could remember&lt;br /&gt;But I keep / Your memory&lt;br /&gt;You visit me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;My darling / Who knew&lt;br /&gt;My darling / My darling&lt;br /&gt;Who knew / My darling&lt;br /&gt;I miss you / My darling&lt;br /&gt;Who knew / Who knew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-7907962255684068846?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7907962255684068846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7907962255684068846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2010/02/quem-diria.html' title='Who Knew...'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/S3c2cjnFmTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JlHqYEPWoBQ/s72-c/bate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6396174110000225755</id><published>2009-12-27T19:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:13:07.047-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Renda-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SzfbumilqhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/d5YapmCCLzg/s400/mulher%2Bamarrada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420042270229768722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Renda-se, como eu me rendi. Mergulhe no que você não conhece como eu mergulhei. Não se preocupe em entender, viver ultrapassa qualquer entendimento.” Clarice Lispector&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6396174110000225755?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6396174110000225755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6396174110000225755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/renda-se.html' title='Renda-se'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SzfbumilqhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/d5YapmCCLzg/s72-c/mulher%2Bamarrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-3919701536720404109</id><published>2009-12-13T23:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:26:02.752-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Falando Sério</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SyWhtswdHlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wp2Lb8xdlrQ/s400/145813022_86990d5e8e_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414911933463469650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Falando Serio&lt;/h2&gt;Roberto Carlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Mauricio Duboc - Carlos Colla&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Falando sério&lt;br /&gt;É bem melhor você parar com essas coisas&lt;br /&gt;De olhar pra mim com olhos de promessas&lt;br /&gt;Depois sorrir como quem nada quer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Você não sabe&lt;br /&gt;Mas é que eu tenho cicatrizes que a vida fez&lt;br /&gt;E tenho medo de fazer planos&lt;br /&gt;De tentar e sofrer outra vez&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Falando sério&lt;br /&gt;Eu não queria ter você por um programa&lt;br /&gt;E apenas ser mais uma em sua cama&lt;br /&gt;Por uma noite apenas e nada mais&lt;/p&gt;Falando sério&lt;br /&gt;Entre nós dois tinha que haver mais sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Não quero seu amor por um momento&lt;br /&gt;E ter a vida inteira pra me arrepender&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-3919701536720404109?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3919701536720404109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3919701536720404109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/falando-serio.html' title='Falando Sério'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SyWhtswdHlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wp2Lb8xdlrQ/s72-c/145813022_86990d5e8e_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6231374621675500648</id><published>2009-12-07T20:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:20:13.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Te Amo Ou Não Te Amo Mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/Sx2NElUECiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RbJmrwCkwLI/s400/caneta1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412637437044460066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu Te Amo Ou Não Te Amo Mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clarice Linspector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Não te amo mais.&lt;br /&gt;Estarei mentindo, dizendo que&lt;br /&gt;Ainda te quero, como sempre quis.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho certeza que&lt;br /&gt;Nada foi em vão.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto dentro de mim que&lt;br /&gt;Você não significa nada.&lt;br /&gt;Não poderia dizer jamais que&lt;br /&gt;Alimento um grande amor.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto cada vez mais que&lt;br /&gt;Já te esqueci.&lt;br /&gt;E jamais usarei a frase&lt;br /&gt;EU TE AMO!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto, mas tenho que dizer a verdade:&lt;br /&gt;É tarde demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora leia de baixo para cima o mesmo texto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6231374621675500648?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6231374621675500648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6231374621675500648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/12/eu-te-amo-ou-nao-te-amo-mais.html' title='Eu Te Amo Ou Não Te Amo Mais'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/Sx2NElUECiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RbJmrwCkwLI/s72-c/caneta1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-2953838754562081585</id><published>2009-11-29T19:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:28:26.698-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seguindo Estrelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SxL1MrNLttI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SOb8miYsPik/s400/falling-star.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Seguindo Estrelas&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Os Paralamas do Sucesso&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Herbert Vianna&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigo palavras e busco estrelas&lt;br /&gt;O que é que o mundo fez&lt;br /&gt;Pra você rir assim&lt;br /&gt;Pra não tocá-la, melhor nem vê-la&lt;br /&gt;Como é que você pôde se perder de mim&lt;br /&gt;Faz tanto frio, faz tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que no meu mundo algo se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;Te mando beijos&lt;br /&gt;Em outdoors pela avenida&lt;br /&gt;E você sempre tão distraída&lt;br /&gt;Passa e não vê, e não vê&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico acordado noites inteiras&lt;br /&gt;Os dias parecem não ter mais fim&lt;br /&gt;E a esfinge da espera&lt;br /&gt;Olhos de pedra sem pena de mim&lt;br /&gt;Faz tanto frio, faz tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que no meu mundo algo se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;Te mando beijos&lt;br /&gt;Em outdoors pela avenida&lt;br /&gt;Você sempre tão distraída&lt;br /&gt;Passa e não vê, e não vê&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não consigo não pensar em você&lt;br /&gt;Já não consigo não pensar em você&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-2953838754562081585?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2953838754562081585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2953838754562081585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/seguindo-estrelas.html' title='Seguindo Estrelas'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SxL1MrNLttI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SOb8miYsPik/s72-c/falling-star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-5010309445321096331</id><published>2009-11-23T23:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:13:00.176-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pode Ir Embora</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Pode Ir Embora&lt;/h2&gt;Bruno e Marrone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SwtAozq7YEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/PyfA0oD5vZk/s400/av-2629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407486847397617730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procurei em outros braços sentir seu calor&lt;br /&gt;Procurei em outras bocas sentir seu sabor&lt;br /&gt;Procurei em outro corpo um perfume seu&lt;br /&gt;Mais meu coração não te esqueceu&lt;br /&gt;O amor é assim chega de repente faz a gente se perder&lt;br /&gt;Ta marcado em mim não sai do pensamento querendo me enlouquecer&lt;br /&gt;Pode ir embora deixe as lembranças que restaram de nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Que a qualquer hora vai se arrepender e a saudade vêm depois&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta segue seu caminho sem lembrar que um dia eu fui o amor da sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Vai fecha a porta faz como se tudo não passasse de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Me ignora, destrói o sentimento e vai atrás de outra paixão&lt;br /&gt;Esquece tudo prometo não chorar e nem tentar te convencer que um dia amei você&lt;br /&gt;O amor é assim chega de repente faz a gente se perder&lt;br /&gt;Ta marcado em mim não sai do pensamento querendo me enlouquecer&lt;br /&gt;Pode ir embora deixe as lembranças que restaram de nos dois&lt;br /&gt;Que a qualquer hora vai se arrepender e a saudade vêm depois&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta segue seu caminho sem lembrar que um dia eu fui o amor da sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Vai fecha a porta faz como se tudo não passasse de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Me ignora, destrói o sentimento e vai atrás de outra paixão&lt;br /&gt;Esquece tudo prometo não chorar e nem tentar te convencer&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia amei você&lt;br /&gt;Pode ir embora deixe as lembranças que restaram de nos dois&lt;br /&gt;Que a qualquer hora vai se arrepender e a saudade vêm depois&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta segue seu caminho sem lembrar que um dia eu fui o amor da sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Vai fecha a porta faz como se tudo não passasse de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Me ignora, destrói o sentimento e vai atrás de outra paixão&lt;br /&gt;Esquece tudo prometo não chorar e nem tentar te convencer que um dia amei você&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-5010309445321096331?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5010309445321096331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5010309445321096331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/11/pode-ir-embora.html' title='Pode Ir Embora'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SwtAozq7YEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/PyfA0oD5vZk/s72-c/av-2629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-1004430408061156645</id><published>2009-10-25T21:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:32:23.243-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Palpite</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SuTtzhwE7YI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wm8jjLPbxEo/s400/38989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396699722985827714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cabecalho" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 127.7%;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"&gt;Palpite&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Vanessa Rangel&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;small&gt;Composição: Vanessa Rangel&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tô com saudade de você&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo do meu cobertor&lt;br /&gt;E te arrancar suspiros&lt;br /&gt;Fazer amor&lt;br /&gt;Tô com saudade de você&lt;br /&gt;Na varanda em noite quente&lt;br /&gt;E o arrepio frio&lt;br /&gt;Que dá na gente&lt;br /&gt;Truque do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Guardo na boca&lt;br /&gt;O gosto do beijo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu sinto a falta de você&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto só&lt;br /&gt;E aí!&lt;br /&gt;Será que você volta?&lt;br /&gt;Tudo à minha volta&lt;br /&gt;É triste&lt;br /&gt;E aí!&lt;br /&gt;O amor pode acontecer&lt;br /&gt;De novo prá você&lt;br /&gt;Palpite!...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tô com saudade de você&lt;br /&gt;Do nosso banho de chuva&lt;br /&gt;Do calor na minha pele&lt;br /&gt;Da língua tua&lt;br /&gt;Tô com saudade de você&lt;br /&gt;Censurando o meu vestido&lt;br /&gt;As juras de amor&lt;br /&gt;Ao pé do ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Truque do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Guardo na boca&lt;br /&gt;O gosto do beijo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu sinto a falta de você&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto só&lt;br /&gt;E aí!&lt;br /&gt;Será que você volta?&lt;br /&gt;Tudo à minha volta&lt;br /&gt;É triste&lt;br /&gt;E aí!&lt;br /&gt;O amor pode acontecer&lt;br /&gt;De novo prá você&lt;br /&gt;Palpite!...(2x)&lt;/p&gt;E aí!&lt;br /&gt;Será que você volta?&lt;br /&gt;Tudo à minha volta&lt;br /&gt;É triste&lt;br /&gt;E aí!&lt;br /&gt;O amor pode acontecer&lt;br /&gt;De novo prá você&lt;br /&gt;Palpite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-1004430408061156645?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1004430408061156645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1004430408061156645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/10/palpite.html' title='Palpite'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SuTtzhwE7YI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wm8jjLPbxEo/s72-c/38989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-5238156971662452379</id><published>2009-10-09T21:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T21:51:55.567-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentiras</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/Ss_aJWJ8rBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/25A5gYhpHfY/s400/caneta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Mentiras&lt;/h2&gt;Adriana Calcanhotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: Adriana Calcanhotto&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nada ficou no lugar&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero quebrar essas xícaras&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou enganar o diabo&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero acordar sua família...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu vou escrever no seu muro&lt;br /&gt;E violentar o seu gosto&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero roubar no seu jogo&lt;br /&gt;Eu já arranhei os seus discos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que é pra ver se você volta,&lt;br /&gt;Que é pra ver se você vem,&lt;br /&gt;Que é pra ver se você olha,&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nada ficou no lugar&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero entregar suas mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou invadir sua aula&lt;br /&gt;Queria falar sua língua...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu vou publicar os seus segredos&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou mergulhar sua guia&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou derramar nos seus planos&lt;br /&gt;O resto da minha alegria...&lt;/p&gt;Que é pra ver se você volta,&lt;br /&gt;Que é pra ver se você vem,&lt;br /&gt;Que é pra ver se você olha,&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim...(2x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-5238156971662452379?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5238156971662452379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5238156971662452379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/10/mentiras.html' title='Mentiras'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/Ss_aJWJ8rBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/25A5gYhpHfY/s72-c/caneta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8685185725788461271</id><published>2009-09-01T00:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:20:18.368-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Of  You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Because Of  You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SpySORsiYbI/AAAAAAAAADs/rop62u82XYc/s400/59031169961770.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376332829139558834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="tbl_traducoes" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;Eu não cometerei os mesmos erros que você cometeu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Não me deixarei causar tanta tristeza ao meu coração&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I will not break the way you did&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu não vou desistir do mesmo jeito que você,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  You fell so hard&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Você sofreu tanto...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I've learned the hard way to never let it get that far&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu tenho aprendido da maneira difícil&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  A nunca deixar as coisas irem tão longe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="spc"&gt;&lt;td class="col1 vazio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu nunca me afasto muito da calçada&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I learned to play on the safe side&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu aprendi a jogar do lado mais seguro&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  So I don't get hurt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Para não me machucar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I find it hard to trust&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu acho difícil confiar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Não somente em mim, mas em todos a minha volta&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I am afraid&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu tenho medo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="spc"&gt;&lt;td class="col1 vazio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;I lose my way&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;Eu perco meu caminho&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  E ele não era tão longo antes de você o apontar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I cannot cry&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu não posso chorar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because I know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Porque eu sei que, aos seus olhos, isso é fraqueza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu sou forçada a fingir um sorriso, uma risada&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Every day of my life&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Todos os dias de minha vida&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  My heart can't possibly break&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Meu coração não poderia possivelmente se quebrar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Quando nem ao menos estava inteiro pra começar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="spc"&gt;&lt;td class="col1 vazio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu nunca me afasto muito da calçada&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I learned to play on the safe side&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu aprendi a jogar do lado mais seguro&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  So I don't get hurt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Para não me machucar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I find it hard to trust&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu acho difícil confiar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Não somente em mim, mas em todos a minha volta&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I am afraid&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu tenho medo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="spc"&gt;&lt;td class="col1 vazio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;I watched you die&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;Eu vi você morrer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I heard you cry&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu ouvi você chorar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Every night in your sleep&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Todas as noites, no seu sono&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I was so young&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu era tão jovem&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Você deveria ter pensado melhor antes de se apoiar em mim&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  You never thought of anyone else&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Você nunca pensou em ninguém&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  You just saw your pain&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Você só viu a sua dor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  And now I cry&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  E agora eu choro&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  In the middle of the night&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  No meio da noite&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  For the same damn thing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Pelo mesmo maldito motivo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="spc"&gt;&lt;td class="col1 vazio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu nunca me afasto muito da calçada&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I learned to play on the safe side&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu aprendi a jogar do lado seguro&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  So I don't get hurt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Para não me machucar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I tried my hardest just to forget everything&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu tentei ao máximo me esquecer de tudo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu não sei como deixar ninguém mais entrar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu tenho vergonha de minha vida porque ela é vazia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;  I am afraid&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu tenho medo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="spc"&gt;&lt;td class="col1 vazio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;Because of you...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;Por sua causa...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Por sua causa.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="spc"&gt;&lt;td class="col1 vazio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;Because of you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="spc"&gt;&lt;td class="col1 vazio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8685185725788461271?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8685185725788461271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8685185725788461271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-of-you.html' title='Because Of  You'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SpySORsiYbI/AAAAAAAAADs/rop62u82XYc/s72-c/59031169961770.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-5291468414065107446</id><published>2009-06-20T00:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:56:56.644-03:00</updated><title type='text'>olhos de promessa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SjxdEYrtUUI/AAAAAAAAADk/MR-15zXnTLY/s400/524875_81035947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349252787335942466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Você devia parar&lt;br /&gt;com essas coisas,&lt;br /&gt;de olhar pra mim&lt;br /&gt;com olhos de promessa&lt;br /&gt;e depois sorrir&lt;br /&gt;como quem nada quer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Roberto Carlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Falando Sério&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-5291468414065107446?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5291468414065107446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5291468414065107446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/06/olhos-de-promessa.html' title='olhos de promessa'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SjxdEYrtUUI/AAAAAAAAADk/MR-15zXnTLY/s72-c/524875_81035947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-4129037188499381223</id><published>2009-05-05T21:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:33:59.421-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Te Amo Tanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SgDZ4ZAQslI/AAAAAAAAADc/jQBqe0atYcY/s400/cammy+-+eu+fix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332501521614549586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te Amo Tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bruno e Marrone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto - Te amo tanto que não dá pra esquecer&lt;br /&gt;       A minha vida não é vida agora sabe&lt;br /&gt;         O sol não brilha, mas depois do amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;     Sem os seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falta - Faz tanta falta o seu amor pra acordar&lt;br /&gt;        Eu não entendo o porquê de não querer&lt;br /&gt;      Toda ternura que eu dei só pra você&lt;br /&gt;        Me faz gritar ao mundo que eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto - Amo muito mais que a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Certo que um dia vou te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Choro - Choro tanto de saudades sua&lt;br /&gt;Peço - A deus um dia pra voltar&lt;br /&gt;                      Eu peço a deus para voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falta - Faz tanta falta seu amor pra acordar&lt;br /&gt;      Eu não entendo o porquê de não querer&lt;br /&gt;        Toda a ternura que eu dei só pra você&lt;br /&gt;       Me faz gritar ao mundo que eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto - Amo muito mais que a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Certo - Que um dia vou te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Choro - Choro tanto de saudades sua&lt;br /&gt;Peço - A deus um dia pra voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo - Amo muito mais que a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Certo - Que um dia vou te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Choro - Choro tanto de saudades sua&lt;br /&gt;Peço - A deus um dia pra voltar&lt;br /&gt;                      Eu peço a Deus para voltar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-4129037188499381223?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4129037188499381223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4129037188499381223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-amo-tanto.html' title='Te Amo Tanto'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SgDZ4ZAQslI/AAAAAAAAADc/jQBqe0atYcY/s72-c/cammy+-+eu+fix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-790702511540015593</id><published>2009-04-23T00:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:43:26.985-03:00</updated><title type='text'>D'black - Sem Ar</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/Se_jf7Pg8aI/AAAAAAAAADU/K_O6dxfcoqc/s400/publique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327727021820801442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D'black - Sem Ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus pés não tocam mais o chão&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos não veêm minha direção&lt;br /&gt;Da minha boca saem coisas sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;Você era meu farol e hoje estou perdido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sofrimento vem à noite sem pudor&lt;br /&gt;Somente o sonho ameniza minha dor&lt;br /&gt;Mas e depois? E quando o dia clarear?&lt;br /&gt;Quero viver do teu sorriso, teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu corro pro mar pra não lembrar você&lt;br /&gt;E o vento me traz o que eu quero esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Entre os soluços do meu choro eu tento te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus braços é o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Contemplando as estrelas minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;Aperta forte o peito é mais que uma emoção&lt;br /&gt;Esqueci do meu orgulho pra você voltar&lt;br /&gt;Permaneço sem amor, sem luz, sem ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdi o jogo e tive que te ver partir&lt;br /&gt;E a minha alma sem motivo pra existir&lt;br /&gt;Já não suporto esse vazio quero me entregar&lt;br /&gt;Ter você pra nunca mais nos separar&lt;br /&gt;Você é o encaixe perfeito do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;O teu sorriso é chama da minha paixão&lt;br /&gt;Mas é fria a madrugada sem você aqui&lt;br /&gt;Só com você no pensamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu corro pro mar pra não lembrar você&lt;br /&gt;E o vento me traz o que eu quero esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Entre os soluços do meu choro eu tento te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus braços é o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Contemplando as estrelas minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;Aperta forte o peito é mais que uma emoção&lt;br /&gt;Esqueci do meu orgulho pra você voltar&lt;br /&gt;Permaneço sem amor, sem luz...&lt;br /&gt;Meu ar, meu chão é você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando fecho os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Posso te ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu corro pro mar pra não lembrar você&lt;br /&gt;E o vento me traz o que eu quero esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Entre os soluços do meu choro eu tento te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Nos seus braços é o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Contemplando as estrelas minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;Aperta forte o peito é mais que uma emoção&lt;br /&gt;Esqueci do meu orgulho pra você voltar&lt;br /&gt;Permaneço sem amor, sem luz, sem ar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-790702511540015593?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/790702511540015593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/790702511540015593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/04/dblack-sem-ar.html' title='D&apos;black - Sem Ar'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/Se_jf7Pg8aI/AAAAAAAAADU/K_O6dxfcoqc/s72-c/publique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-3024607197222121098</id><published>2009-02-28T20:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:10:44.062-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Não a amo pelo que você faz... ou pelo que você não faz.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas a amo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alias - Michael Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SanQzt1nVSI/AAAAAAAAADE/kOxen8_sY2g/s400/1138511315_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-3024607197222121098?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3024607197222121098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3024607197222121098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-amo-pelo-que-voce-faz.html' title=''/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SanQzt1nVSI/AAAAAAAAADE/kOxen8_sY2g/s72-c/1138511315_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-3547409858153208266</id><published>2009-02-22T20:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:03:13.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Não Paro</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SaHnA1s1nMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_5pkPqUbVQA/s400/542631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305775837620313282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu Não Paro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Composição: Ana Carolina, Dudu Falcão e Lula Queiroga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu vou parar e olhar pra mim?&lt;br /&gt;Ficar de fora&lt;br /&gt;E olhar por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não consigo&lt;br /&gt;Organizar minhas idéias&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não posso&lt;br /&gt;Se eu esqueço de mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu pensei que fosse forte&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não sou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu vou parar pra ser feliz?&lt;br /&gt;Que hora?&lt;br /&gt;Se não dá tempo&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não me encontro&lt;br /&gt;Nos lugares onde eu ando&lt;br /&gt;Nem me conheço&lt;br /&gt;Viro o avesso de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não sei o que é sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Faz tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Tanto mar&lt;br /&gt;E o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;É aqui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma rua atravessada em meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Mil faróis&lt;br /&gt;Preciso aprender a andar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Pra ouvir minha própria voz&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe assim&lt;br /&gt;Eu paro pra pensar em mim?&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe assim&lt;br /&gt;Eu paro pra pensar em mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu vou parar pra ser feliz?&lt;br /&gt;Que hora?&lt;br /&gt;Se não dá tempo&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não me encontro&lt;br /&gt;Nos lugares onde eu ando&lt;br /&gt;Nem me conheço&lt;br /&gt;Viro o avesso de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma rua atravessada em meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Mil faróis&lt;br /&gt;Preciso aprender a andar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Pra ouvir minha própria voz&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe assim&lt;br /&gt;Eu paro pra pensar em mim?&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe assim&lt;br /&gt;Eu paro pra pensar em mim?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-3547409858153208266?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3547409858153208266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3547409858153208266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-nao-paro.html' title='Eu Não Paro'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SaHnA1s1nMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_5pkPqUbVQA/s72-c/542631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-2294364490786692401</id><published>2008-08-27T18:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:37:16.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Quase</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SLXIuEoC6lI/AAAAAAAAACA/ziVnjE5qspI/s400/80616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239314435356682834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O QUASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda pior que a convicção do não, e a incerteza do talvez, é a desilusão&lt;br /&gt;de um quase.&lt;br /&gt;É o quase que me incomoda, que me entristece, que me mata trazendo tudo&lt;br /&gt;que poderia ter sido e não foi. Quem quase passou ainda estuda, quem quase&lt;br /&gt;morreu ainda está vivo, quem quase amou não amou.&lt;br /&gt;Basta pensar nas oportunidades que escaparam pelos dedos, nas chances que&lt;br /&gt;se perdem por medo, nas idéias que nunca sairão do papel por essa maldita&lt;br /&gt;mania de viver no outono.&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto-me, ás vezes, o que nos leva a escolher uma vida morna; ou&lt;br /&gt;melhor, não me pergunto, contesto.A resposta eu sei de cor, está estampada&lt;br /&gt;na distancia e frieza dos sorrisos na frouxidão dos abraços, na&lt;br /&gt;indiferença dos ?Bom Dia? quase que sussurrados.&lt;br /&gt;Sobra covardia e falta coragem até para ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;A paixão queima, o amor enlouquece, o desejo trai.Talvez esses fossem bons&lt;br /&gt;motivos para decidir entre a alegria e a dor, mas não são.&lt;br /&gt;Se a virtude estivesse mesmo no meio termo, o mar não teria ondas, os dias&lt;br /&gt;seriam nublados e o arco-íris em tons de cinza.O nada não ilumina, não&lt;br /&gt;inspira, não aflige nem acalma, apenas amplia o vazio que cada um traz&lt;br /&gt;dentro de si.&lt;br /&gt;Não é que fé mova montanhas, nem que todas as estrelas estejam ao alcance,&lt;br /&gt;para as coisas que não podem ser mudadas resta-nos somente paciência,&lt;br /&gt;porém, preferir a derrota prévia á duvida da vitória é desperdiçar a&lt;br /&gt;oportunidade de merecer.&lt;br /&gt;Pros erros há perdão; pros fracassos, chance; pros amores impossíveis,&lt;br /&gt;tempo.De nada adianta cercar um coração vazio ou economizar alma.Um&lt;br /&gt;romance cujo fim é instantâneo ou indolor não é romance.Não deixe que a&lt;br /&gt;saudade sufoque, que a rotina acomode, que sonhando, fazendo que&lt;br /&gt;planejando, vivendo que esperando porque embora quem quase morre está&lt;br /&gt;vivo, quem quase vive já morreu.&lt;br /&gt;Luiz Fernando Veríssimo&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-2294364490786692401?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2294364490786692401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/2294364490786692401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-quase.html' title='O Quase'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SLXIuEoC6lI/AAAAAAAAACA/ziVnjE5qspI/s72-c/80616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-6048757038808228673</id><published>2008-07-06T20:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:00.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É Mágoa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SHFbMpm2_tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GNuHiLDzHyI/s400/caneta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220053715984514770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;É Magoa&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p id="cmp"&gt;Composição: Ana Carolina&lt;/p&gt; É mágoa&lt;br /&gt;Já vou dizendo de antemão&lt;br /&gt;Se eu encontrar com você&lt;br /&gt;Tô com três pedras na mão&lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria distância da nossa distância&lt;br /&gt;Saí por aí procurando uma contramão&lt;br /&gt;Acabei chegando na sua rua&lt;br /&gt;Na dúvida qual era a sua janela&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei que era pra cada um ficar na sua&lt;br /&gt;Mas é que até a minha solidão tava na dela&lt;br /&gt;Atirei uma pedra na sua janela&lt;br /&gt;E logo correndo me arrependi&lt;br /&gt;Foi o medo de te acertar&lt;br /&gt;Mas era pra te acertar&lt;br /&gt;E disso eu quase me esqueci&lt;br /&gt;Atirei outra pedra na sua janela&lt;br /&gt;Uma que não fez o menor ruído&lt;br /&gt;Não quebrou, não rachou, não deu em nada&lt;br /&gt;E eu pensei: talvez você tenha me esquecido&lt;br /&gt;Eu só não consegui foi te acertar o coração&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu já era o alvo de tanto que eu tinha sofrido&lt;br /&gt;Aí nem precisava mais de pedra&lt;br /&gt;Minha raiva quase transpassa a espessura do seu vidro&lt;br /&gt;É mágoa&lt;br /&gt;O que eu choro é água com sal&lt;br /&gt;Se der um vento é maremoto&lt;br /&gt;Se eu for embora não sou mais eu&lt;br /&gt;Água de torneira não volta&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou embora&lt;br /&gt;Adeus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-6048757038808228673?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6048757038808228673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/6048757038808228673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2008/07/magoa-ana-carolina-composio-ana.html' title='É Mágoa...'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SHFbMpm2_tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GNuHiLDzHyI/s72-c/caneta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-5984611834725370453</id><published>2008-05-17T20:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:00.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor Sublime</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SC9xkU941II/AAAAAAAAABw/w7-c01oV2rU/s400/DSCF0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201500963553727618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Amor Sublime&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;Catedral&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lembro de você amor&lt;br /&gt;Toda a vez que eu passo aqui&lt;br /&gt;Noites de luar,manhãs de sol&lt;br /&gt;A iluminar os nossos destinos&lt;br /&gt;Sei que não há mais ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Que possa me preencher&lt;br /&gt;O amor com você,é mais bonito,é todo azul mar&lt;br /&gt;Vem me fazer feliz oh! meu bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com você tudo é diferente&lt;br /&gt;E eu te quero pra sempre oh! meu bem&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é sublime,é nascente&lt;br /&gt;E eu te quero pra sempre, oh! meu bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu nome eu gravei&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Tem uma canção,com o vento&lt;br /&gt;Ter o teu olhar,vejo tudo&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia eu quis ver&lt;br /&gt;Nada é igual à você&lt;br /&gt;Com o seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é mais simples,é todo azul do mar,&lt;br /&gt;Vem me fazer feliz oh!meu bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com você tudo é diferente&lt;br /&gt;E eu te quero pra sempre oh! meu bem&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é sublime,é nascente&lt;br /&gt;E eu te quero pra sempre oh! meu bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que não há mais ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Que possa me preencher&lt;br /&gt;O amor com você,é mais bonito,é todo azul mar&lt;br /&gt;Vem me fazer feliz oh! meu bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com você tudo é diferente&lt;br /&gt;E eu te quero pra sempre oh! meu bem&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é sublime,é nascente&lt;br /&gt;E eu te quero pra sempre, oh! meu bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com você tudo é diferente&lt;br /&gt;E eu te quero pra sempre oh! meu bem&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é sublime,é nascente&lt;br /&gt;E eu te quero pra sempre oh! meu bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! meu bem... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-5984611834725370453?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5984611834725370453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/5984611834725370453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2008/05/amor-sublime.html' title='Amor Sublime'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SC9xkU941II/AAAAAAAAABw/w7-c01oV2rU/s72-c/DSCF0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-9181435846318272828</id><published>2008-05-13T23:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:01.021-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SCpO4U941HI/AAAAAAAAABo/R7xuypHaBTM/s400/542631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200055449360585842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jammil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Mano Goés&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;INTRO: &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt; ; &lt;b&gt;E4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;b&gt;E7+&lt;/b&gt;         &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanta coisa por dizer&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Am&lt;/b&gt;                   &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase todo dia eu vejo o sol nascer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G#m&lt;/b&gt;         &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E olha, quer saber&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Am&lt;/b&gt;               &lt;b&gt;G#m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase todo dia eu penso em você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m&lt;/b&gt;     &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso até tentar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am&lt;/b&gt;                          &lt;b&gt;G#m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas juro, eu não consigo te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C#m&lt;/b&gt;       &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não vou chorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am&lt;/b&gt;                           &lt;b&gt;G#m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juro que eu não quero mais sofrer&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;C#m&lt;/b&gt;               &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevi seu nome no meio da rua&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Am&lt;/b&gt;                   &lt;b&gt;G#m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cobri a cidade inteira de outdoor&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;C#m&lt;/b&gt;               &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintei o seu rosto no branco da lua&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B4/7&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;b&gt;B7&lt;/b&gt;    &lt;b&gt;B4/7&lt;/b&gt;    &lt;b&gt;B7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pra te ver melhor.. Bem melhor&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;                  &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais te vejo, Mais eu te desejo&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;G#m&lt;/b&gt;                    &lt;b&gt;C#m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais eu reconheço que eu te quero bem&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;                        &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais te espero, mais sei que eu te quero&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;G#m&lt;/b&gt;              &lt;b&gt;C#m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais me desespero se você não vem&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá tudo errado amor..&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;Am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter você aqui..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perto de mim.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-9181435846318272828?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/9181435846318272828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/9181435846318272828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2008/05/jammil-outdoor-composio-mano-gos-intro.html' title='Outdoor'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/SCpO4U941HI/AAAAAAAAABo/R7xuypHaBTM/s72-c/542631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-911382459160130639</id><published>2008-01-02T21:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:01.169-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate That I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/R3wxyZzCOGI/AAAAAAAAABg/j4-yVCV4G58/s400/1137302023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151046815793166434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate That I Love You (Ft. Ne-Yo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;That’s how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t stand ya&lt;br /&gt;'Most everything you do make me wanna smile&lt;br /&gt;Can I not like it for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;But you won’t let me&lt;br /&gt;You upset me, girl, and then you kiss my lips&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I forget that I was upset&lt;br /&gt;Can’t remember what you did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But I hate it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly what to do&lt;br /&gt;So that I can’t stay mad at you&lt;br /&gt;For too long, that’s wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But, I hate it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly how to touch&lt;br /&gt;So that I don’t wanna fuss and fight no more&lt;br /&gt;Said, I despise that I adore you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you, boy&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you, boy&lt;br /&gt;But I just can’t let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;And you completely know the power that you have&lt;br /&gt;The only one that makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;br /&gt;Sad and it’s not fair how you take advantage of the fact that I&lt;br /&gt;Love you beyond the reason why&lt;br /&gt;And it just ain’t right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you, girl&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you, girl&lt;br /&gt;But I just can’t let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna and Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;One of these days, maybe your magic won’t affect me&lt;br /&gt;And your kiss won’t make me weak&lt;br /&gt;But no one in this world knows me the way you know me&lt;br /&gt;So you’ll probably always have a spell on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;That's how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;That’s how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna and Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you, boy&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand how much I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you, girl&lt;br /&gt;But I just can’t let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-911382459160130639?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/911382459160130639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/911382459160130639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2008/01/hate-that-i-love-you.html' title='Hate That I Love You'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/R3wxyZzCOGI/AAAAAAAAABg/j4-yVCV4G58/s72-c/1137302023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-4597888383834950901</id><published>2007-12-23T04:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:01.471-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink - Dear Mr. President</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/R24O9ZzCOFI/AAAAAAAAABY/TIhR6dclZLI/s400/1144706353_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147067872190806098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="sz"&gt;Pink&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Dear Mr. President (Tradução)&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p id="cmp"&gt;Composição: Pink&lt;/p&gt; Querido Sr. Presidente&lt;br /&gt;Venha dar uma volta comigo&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fingir que somos apenas duas pessoas e&lt;br /&gt;Você não é melhor do que eu&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostaria de fazer-lhe algumas perguntas se pudermos conversar honestamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que você sente quando vê tantas pessoas sem lar nas ruas?&lt;br /&gt;Por quem você reza a noite antes de dormir?&lt;br /&gt;O que você sente quando olha no espelho?&lt;br /&gt;Você está orgulhoso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como você dorme enquanto o resto de nós chora?&lt;br /&gt;Como você sonha quando uma mãe não tem a chance de dizer adeus?&lt;br /&gt;Como você anda com a cabeça erguida?&lt;br /&gt;Você pode pelo menos me olhar nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;E me dizer porquê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querido Sr. Presidente&lt;br /&gt;Você era um garoto sozinho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é um garoto sozinho?&lt;br /&gt;Você é um garoto sozinho?&lt;br /&gt;Como você pode dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que nenhuma criança é deixada para trás&lt;br /&gt;Nós não somos bobos e não somos cegos&lt;br /&gt;Eles estão todos sentados em suas celas&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto você financia o caminho para o inferno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tipo de pai tiraria os direitos da própria filha?&lt;br /&gt;E que tipo de pai poderia odiar a própria filha se ela fosse gay?&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso só imaginar o que a Primeira-dama tem a dizer&lt;br /&gt;Você veio de um longo caminho de uísque e cocaína&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como você dorme enquanto o resto de nós chora?&lt;br /&gt;Como você sonha quando uma mãe não tem a chance de dizer adeus?&lt;br /&gt;Como você anda com a cabeça erguida?&lt;br /&gt;Você pode pelo menos me olhar nos olhos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me te dizer sobre trabalho duro:&lt;br /&gt;Salário minimo com um bebê a caminho&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me te dizer sobre trabalho duro:&lt;br /&gt;Reconstruir sua casa depois que as bombas a levaram embora&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me te dizer sobre trabalho duro:&lt;br /&gt;Construir uma cama com caixas de papelão&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me te dizer sobre trabalho duro&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho duro&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho duro&lt;br /&gt;Você não sabe nada sobre trabalho duro&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho duro&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho duro&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como você dorme a noite?&lt;br /&gt;Como você anda com a cabeça erguida?&lt;br /&gt;Querido Sr. Presidente&lt;br /&gt;Você nunca daria uma volta comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Daria?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-4597888383834950901?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4597888383834950901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4597888383834950901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/12/pink-dear-mr-president.html' title='Pink - Dear Mr. President'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/R24O9ZzCOFI/AAAAAAAAABY/TIhR6dclZLI/s72-c/1144706353_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-7356642331862435600</id><published>2007-10-31T22:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:01.664-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did You Sleep Last Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RykoSMqbk6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/r5Er-dRl0Z8/s400/moment.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127673943839970210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Where Did You Sleep Last Night&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My girl, my girl, don't lie to me,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pines, in the pines&lt;br /&gt;Where the sun will never shine&lt;br /&gt;I would shiver the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl, my girl, where will you go?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going where the cold wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pines, in the pines&lt;br /&gt;Where the sun will never shine&lt;br /&gt;I would shiver the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband, was a hard working man&lt;br /&gt;Just about a mile from here&lt;br /&gt;His head was found in a driving wheel&lt;br /&gt;But his body never was found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl, my girl, don't lie to me,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pines, in the pines&lt;br /&gt;Where the sun will never shine&lt;br /&gt;I would shiver the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl, my girl, where will you go?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going where the cold wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pines, in the pines&lt;br /&gt;Where the will never shine&lt;br /&gt;I would shiver the whole night through &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-7356642331862435600?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7356642331862435600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7356642331862435600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-did-you-sleep-last-night.html' title='Where Did You Sleep Last Night'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RykoSMqbk6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/r5Er-dRl0Z8/s72-c/moment.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-8403329146578384401</id><published>2007-10-18T01:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:02.015-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai - Ana Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 325px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/Rxbn78vhkKI/AAAAAAAAABI/fG-6YjTBWD4/s400/610904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122536643284275362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Vai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Composição: Simone Saback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espera aí!&lt;br /&gt;Nem vem com essa estória&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem quero ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Não dá pra te esquecer agora&lt;br /&gt;Como assim?&lt;br /&gt;'Cê disse que me amava tanto ontem&lt;br /&gt;Eu juro que ouvi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calma aí!&lt;br /&gt;Que diabo você tá dizendo agora?&lt;br /&gt;Que onda é essa de outro lance pra viver?&lt;br /&gt;Você nem pode tá falando sério...&lt;br /&gt;Vivi pra você&lt;br /&gt;Morri pra você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois então vai!&lt;br /&gt;A porta esteve aberta o tempo todo&lt;br /&gt;Sai!&lt;br /&gt;Quem tá lhe segurando?&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe voar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois então vai!&lt;br /&gt;A porta na verdade nem existe&lt;br /&gt;Sai!&lt;br /&gt;O que está esperando?&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe voar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então tá bom!&lt;br /&gt;É, senta e conta logo tudo devagar&lt;br /&gt;Não minta, não me faça, suportar&lt;br /&gt;Você caindo nesse abismo enorme&lt;br /&gt;Tão fora de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá legal!&lt;br /&gt;É, e eu faço o quê com a nossa vida genial?&lt;br /&gt;'Cê vai viver pra outra vida e eu fico aqui&lt;br /&gt;Na vida que ficou em minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Tão perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;Tão longe de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pois então) vai!&lt;br /&gt;A porta esteve aberta o tempo todo&lt;br /&gt;Sai!&lt;br /&gt;Quem tá lhe segurando?&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe voar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pois então) vai!&lt;br /&gt;A porta na verdade nem existe&lt;br /&gt;Sai!&lt;br /&gt;O que está esperando?&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe voar&lt;br /&gt;Uhuu, de volta pra mim&lt;br /&gt;De volta pra mim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-8403329146578384401?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8403329146578384401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/8403329146578384401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/10/vai-ana-carolina-composio-simone-saback.html' title='Vai - Ana Carolina'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/Rxbn78vhkKI/AAAAAAAAABI/fG-6YjTBWD4/s72-c/610904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-1778014853750320522</id><published>2007-07-23T22:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:02.092-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine Me and You</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RqVbnzFHwHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2Ym7lVn6dqs/s400/1166539235_f.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090575693096927346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Happy Together&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;h5&gt;The Turtles&lt;/h5&gt;Imagine me and you, I do&lt;br /&gt;I think about you day and night&lt;br /&gt;It's only right&lt;br /&gt;To think about the girl you love&lt;br /&gt;And hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;So happy together&lt;br /&gt;If I should call you up&lt;br /&gt;Invest a dime&lt;br /&gt;And you say you belong to me&lt;br /&gt;And ease my mind&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how the world could be&lt;br /&gt;So very fine&lt;br /&gt;So happy together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Refrain}&lt;br /&gt;I can't see me loving nobody but you&lt;br /&gt;For all my life&lt;br /&gt;When you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Baby the skies will be blue&lt;br /&gt;For all my life&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;And you and me&lt;br /&gt;No matter how they tossed the dice&lt;br /&gt;It had to be&lt;br /&gt;The only one for me is you&lt;br /&gt;And you for me&lt;br /&gt;So happy together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Refrain}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;And you and me&lt;br /&gt;No matter how they tossed the dice&lt;br /&gt;It had to be&lt;br /&gt;The only one for me is you&lt;br /&gt;And you for me&lt;br /&gt;So happy together&lt;br /&gt;So happy together&lt;br /&gt;How is the weather&lt;br /&gt;So happy together&lt;br /&gt;We're happy together&lt;br /&gt;So happy together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-1778014853750320522?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1778014853750320522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/1778014853750320522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/07/imagine-me-and-you.html' title='Imagine Me and You'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RqVbnzFHwHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2Ym7lVn6dqs/s72-c/1166539235_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-7895529170511300411</id><published>2007-06-13T23:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:02.409-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RnCo5LUkXpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8IZXCZ2uQWo/s400/5eg2ab.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Another Song) All Over Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Composição: Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been alone&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been afraid&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been a fool&lt;br /&gt;In so many ways&lt;br /&gt;But I would change my life&lt;br /&gt;If you thought you might try love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please give me another chance&lt;br /&gt;To write you another song&lt;br /&gt;Take back those things I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ll give you my heart&lt;br /&gt;If you would let me start all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a saint&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a man&lt;br /&gt;Who let heaven and earth in the palm of his hand&lt;br /&gt;But I threw it away&lt;br /&gt;So now I stand here today asking forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;And if you could just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me another chance&lt;br /&gt;To write you another song&lt;br /&gt;Take back those things I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ll give you my heart&lt;br /&gt;If you would let me start all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you’re all I’ve got&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you leave me standing here once again&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ll give you my life (yes I would)&lt;br /&gt;If you would let me try to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please give me another chance&lt;br /&gt;To write you another song&lt;br /&gt;And take back those things I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ll give you my heart&lt;br /&gt;If you would let me start all over again&lt;br /&gt;Again oh&lt;br /&gt;No no&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;No No&lt;br /&gt;No No No No&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-7895529170511300411?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7895529170511300411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/7895529170511300411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-song-all-over-again-justin.html' title=''/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RnCo5LUkXpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8IZXCZ2uQWo/s72-c/5eg2ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-649522752473865943</id><published>2007-05-26T03:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:02.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullgás</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RlfRbuxYurI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jkUHzfO-YzQ/s400/667236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068750179970628274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Fullgás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ivete Sangalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo você é quem faz&lt;br /&gt;Música, letra e dança&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em você é fullgás&lt;br /&gt;Tudo você é quem lança&lt;br /&gt;Lança mais e mais em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só vou te contar um segredo&lt;br /&gt;Não, não... Nada, nada de mau nos alcança&lt;br /&gt;Pois tendo você meu brinquedo&lt;br /&gt;Nada machuca nem cansa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então venha me dizer o que será&lt;br /&gt;Da minha vida sem você&lt;br /&gt;Noites de frio... Dias não há&lt;br /&gt;E um mundo estranho pra me segurar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então onde quer que você vá, é lá...&lt;br /&gt;Que eu vou estar, amor esperto&lt;br /&gt;Tão bom te amar&lt;br /&gt;E tudo de lindo que eu faço&lt;br /&gt;é ver com você, é ver feliz&lt;br /&gt;Você me abre seus braços&lt;br /&gt;E a gente faz um país&lt;br /&gt;Você me abre seus braços&lt;br /&gt;E agente faz um país&lt;br /&gt;Agente faz um país Um país&lt;br /&gt;Agente faz um país&lt;br /&gt;Agente faz o Brasil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-649522752473865943?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/649522752473865943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/649522752473865943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/05/fullgs.html' title='Fullgás'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RlfRbuxYurI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jkUHzfO-YzQ/s72-c/667236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-4765258935372983284</id><published>2007-05-13T18:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:02.901-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RkeJInVtUHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oGEz8PjwNSg/s400/1153792581_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064167087093403762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Deixo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ivete Sangalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Composição: Sergio Passos / Jorge Papapá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me lembro sempre onde quer que eu vá&lt;br /&gt;Só um pensamento em qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Em querer te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Só penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Em querer te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembro daquele beijo que você me deu&lt;br /&gt;Que até hoje está gravado em mim&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite vem&lt;br /&gt;Fico louco pra dormir&lt;br /&gt;Só pra ter você nos meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Me falando coisas de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que me perco no tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo do meu cobertor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRÃO (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Eu faria tudo pra não te perder&lt;br /&gt;Assim...&lt;br /&gt;Mas o dia vem e deixo você ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembro daquele beijo que você me deu&lt;br /&gt;Que até hoje está gravado em mim&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite vem&lt;br /&gt;Fico louco pra dormir&lt;br /&gt;Só pra ter você nos meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Me falando coisas de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que me perco no tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo do meu cobertor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRÃO (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo você ir (4x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRÃO (2x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-4765258935372983284?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4765258935372983284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/4765258935372983284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/05/deixo.html' title='Deixo'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RkeJInVtUHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oGEz8PjwNSg/s72-c/1153792581_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-3582046604459893363</id><published>2007-03-25T20:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:03.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Problemas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RgcOD-8f68I/AAAAAAAAAAU/gm6bPZ-Qqu4/s400/1140390799_f.jpg" alt="" id="† † † --| Spectrum Light |-- † † †" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Problema de Expressão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Clã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Só pra dizer que te Amo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre encontro o melhor termo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre escolho o melhor modo.&lt;br /&gt;Devia ser como no cinema,&lt;br /&gt;A língua inglesa fica sempre bem&lt;br /&gt;E nunca atraiçoa ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;O teu mundo está tão perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;E o que digo está tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;Como o mar está do céu.&lt;br /&gt;Só pra dizer que te Amo&lt;br /&gt;Não sei porquê este embaraço&lt;br /&gt;Que mais parece que só te estimo.&lt;br /&gt;E até nos momentos em que digo que não quero&lt;br /&gt;E o que sinto por ti são coisas confusas&lt;br /&gt;E até parece que estou a mentir,&lt;br /&gt;As palavras custam a sair,&lt;br /&gt;Não digo o que estou a sentir,&lt;br /&gt;Digo o contrário do que estou a sentir.&lt;br /&gt;O teu mundo está tão perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;E o que digo está tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;Como o mar está do céu.&lt;br /&gt;E é tão difícil dizer amor,&lt;br /&gt;É bem melhor dizê-lo a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso esta noite, fiz esta canção,&lt;br /&gt;Para resolver o meu problema de expressão,&lt;br /&gt;Pra ficar mais perto, bem mais de perto.&lt;br /&gt;Ficar mais perto, bem mais de perto."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-3582046604459893363?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3582046604459893363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/3582046604459893363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/03/problemas.html' title='Problemas...'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRbZsZnZ-zs/RgcOD-8f68I/AAAAAAAAAAU/gm6bPZ-Qqu4/s72-c/1140390799_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-117168579941415995</id><published>2007-02-17T01:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T01:22:29.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorme Em Paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5961/1851/400/176240/87395234_a79afa10fe_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Dorme Em Paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ludov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorme em paz ja e madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Nao de ouvidos aos ruidos&lt;br /&gt;A essa falta de ar&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor nao pense mais em nada&lt;br /&gt;Feche os olhos e as janelas&lt;br /&gt;Deixe o sono te levar pelo escuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser donzela ou matar mil dragoes&lt;br /&gt;Ter cautela ou seguir furacoes&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o sono te levar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa eu te ninar&lt;br /&gt;Dedilhar os teus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;Teus pesadelos vao terminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja e tarde pra mais uma rodada&lt;br /&gt;Seus problemas e dilemas nao estao mais aqui&lt;br /&gt;Tanto faz ser vitima ou culpada&lt;br /&gt;Abra os olhos e as janelas&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o sol te iluminar&lt;br /&gt;Deixe tudo pra la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se teus sonhos vem na contramao&lt;br /&gt;Se teus monstros veem na escuridao&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o sol te iluminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa eu te ninar&lt;br /&gt;Deixa eu perder os meus dedos nos teus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;Teus pesadelos vao terminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ia ia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fala a verdade por favor&lt;br /&gt;Diz que e mentira esse rumor&lt;br /&gt;Que voce vive sofrendo&lt;br /&gt;Que voce anda morrendo de pavor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fala a verdade&lt;br /&gt;Diz que e mentira&lt;br /&gt;Que voce vive sofrendo&lt;br /&gt;Que voce anda morrendo por amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fala a verdade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-117168579941415995?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/117168579941415995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/117168579941415995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/02/dorme-em-paz.html' title='Dorme Em Paz'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-117125767973870941</id><published>2007-02-12T02:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T02:24:44.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pergunte Pro Seu Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5961/1851/320/989020/1139317596_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Pergunte Pro Seu Coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Araketu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Roberto Carlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor, você não tem motivos pra não ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém vai te querer do jeito que eu te quis&lt;br /&gt;Você já esta cansada de saber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor, se entregue pra deixar meu coração em paz&lt;br /&gt;Promete bem baixinho não me deixe mais&lt;br /&gt;Senão como é que eu faço pra viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense em mim e em tudo que eu sentir se você me deixar&lt;br /&gt;Eu faço qualquer coisa pra você ficar&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito que eu sempre imaginei&lt;br /&gt;Pense em mim, como é que eu vou viver de novo a solidão&lt;br /&gt;Você conhece bem esse meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca vai saber como eu te amei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergunte pro seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Você vai ver que ainda me ama&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do peito ele chora e diz&lt;br /&gt;nessa vida é com você que eu quero ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergunte pro seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Você vai ver que ainda me ama&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do peito ele chora e diz&lt;br /&gt;Nessa vida é com você&lt;br /&gt;Que eu quero ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense em mim e em tudo que eu sentir se você me deixar&lt;br /&gt;Eu faço qualquer coisa pra você ficar&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito que eu sempre imaginei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense em mim, como é que eu vou viver de novo a solidão&lt;br /&gt;Você conhece bem esse meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca vai saber como eu te amei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergunte pro seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Você vai ver que ainda me ama&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do peito ele chora e diz&lt;br /&gt;Nessa vida é com você&lt;br /&gt;Que eu quero ser feliz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-117125767973870941?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/117125767973870941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/117125767973870941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/02/pergunte-pro-seu-corao.html' title='Pergunte Pro Seu Coração'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-117114243673211952</id><published>2007-02-10T17:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T18:20:36.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Distante de Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 189px; height: 175px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5961/1851/400/75150/aquariobranco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Distante de Você&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;Babado Novo&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão distante de você e a todo instante sinto um vazio&lt;br /&gt;Tanta coisa por dizer que estou carente te deixei sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Uma bela história de amor eu me deixei trair por outro sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Quando você me deixou meu mundo acabou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa voltar eu preciso te amar&lt;br /&gt;Errei mas hoje eu aprendi prometo não te magoar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu descaso me faz mal estou te ligando e não tenho resposta&lt;br /&gt;Uma aventura tão banal&lt;br /&gt;Mas me arrependi e te quero de volta&lt;br /&gt;Uma bela história de amor eu me deixei trair por outro sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Quando você me deixou meu mundo acabou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa voltar eu preciso te amar&lt;br /&gt;Errei mas hoje eu aprendi prometo não te magoar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu descaso me faz mal estou te ligando e não tenho resposta&lt;br /&gt;Uma aventura tão banal&lt;br /&gt;Mas me arrependi e te quero de volta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa voltar eu preciso te amar&lt;br /&gt;Errei mas hoje eu aprendi prometo não te magoar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-117114243673211952?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRA TERMINAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra começar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra te enganar&lt;br /&gt;escondo no sorriso a dor&lt;br /&gt;Que sinto ao te ver passar&lt;br /&gt;Na rua com seu novo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Não me pergunte como eu tô&lt;br /&gt;Não saberia te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim, ainda não terminou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra começar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra te enganar&lt;br /&gt;Escondo no sorriso a dor&lt;br /&gt;Que sinto ao te ver passar&lt;br /&gt;Na rua com seu novo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;não me pergunte como eu tô&lt;br /&gt;não saberia te esplicar&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim, ainda não terminou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra terminar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra te enganar&lt;br /&gt;escondo no sorriso a dor&lt;br /&gt;Que sinto ao te ver passar&lt;br /&gt;Na rua com seu novo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Não me pergunte como eu tô&lt;br /&gt;Não saberia te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim, ainda não terminou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra terminar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra terminar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que o amor chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda há amor em mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-117055560068746056?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/117055560068746056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/117055560068746056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/02/pra-terminar.html' title='Pra Terminar...'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-117018049790623326</id><published>2007-01-30T15:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T15:23:42.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esquecendo VC</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 218px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5961/1851/320/84310/1149410961_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ESQUECENDO VC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Tom Jobim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter que passar minha vida cantando uma só canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter que aprender a viver sozinho na solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter que lembrar tantas vezes o riso dos olhos seus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter que passar minha vida tentando esquecer este adeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter que esquecer seu sorriso e o pranto dos olhos meus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter que esquecer seu olhar na hora do adeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter que esquecer minha vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só você não percebe por que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter que passar minha vida esquecendo você&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-117018049790623326?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/117018049790623326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/117018049790623326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/01/esquecendo-vc.html' title='Esquecendo VC'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-116935429064369175</id><published>2007-01-21T01:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:38:10.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Somente Soh</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5961/1851/400/801555/34081679.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sozinho&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;Tim Maia&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p id="cmp"&gt;Composição: Peninha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Às vezes no silêncio da noite&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico imaginando nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico ali sonhando acordado&lt;br /&gt;Juntando o antes, o agora e o depois&lt;br /&gt;Por que você me deixa tão solto?&lt;br /&gt;Por que você não cola em mim?&lt;br /&gt;Tô me sentindo muito sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Não sou nem quero ser o seu dono&lt;br /&gt;É que um carinho às vezes cai bem&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho os meus segredos e planos&lt;br /&gt;Secretos&lt;br /&gt;Só abro pra você mais ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Por que você me esquece e some?&lt;br /&gt;E se eu me interessar por alguém?&lt;br /&gt;E se ela de repente me ganha?&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente gosta é claro que a gente cuida&lt;br /&gt;Fala que me ama, só é da boca pra fora&lt;br /&gt;Ou você me engana, ou ainda não está madura&lt;br /&gt;Onde está você agora?&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente gosta é claro que a gente cuida&lt;br /&gt;Fala que me ama, só é da boca pra fora&lt;br /&gt;Ou você me engana, ou ainda não está madura &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-116935429064369175?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116935429064369175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116935429064369175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/01/somente-soh.html' title='Somente Soh'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-116891037539869320</id><published>2007-01-15T22:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:19:35.406-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Antiga Paixão Recente</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5961/1851/400/126416/34995917.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim Maia - Paixão Antiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paixão antiga sempre mexe com a gente&lt;br /&gt;É tão difícil esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Basta um encontro por acaso e pronto&lt;br /&gt;Começa tudo outra vez&lt;br /&gt;E vendo você o meu coração parece que vai saltar&lt;br /&gt;Pelo meu corpo, saudade em todo lugar&lt;br /&gt;E eu sem disfarçar te como com meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Foi bom demais, não tinha que acabar&lt;br /&gt;Meu bem, quando eu te vi, tudo voltou e eu compreendi&lt;br /&gt;Que te amo, adoro, quero sempre mais&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o coração te seduzir&lt;br /&gt;Não dá mais pra disfarçar&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o sentimento decidir&lt;br /&gt;Já é hora de voltar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-116891037539869320?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116891037539869320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116891037539869320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/01/antiga-paixo-recente.html' title='Antiga Paixão Recente'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-116814607982163925</id><published>2007-01-07T01:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:41:56.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TLW -Temp.3 Epi.01</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5961/1851/320/749851/200336362-001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu sou Alice Pieszecki e você está ouvindo "O Quadro" na KCRW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem-vindos de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estamos falando sobre a ligação entre o amor e os sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu amor te beija e você sente um tremor atrás dos joelhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sinapses te comandam a mexer as pernas, os braços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela é perfeita pra você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela é...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mulher dos seus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela é...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a única!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você sabe disso porque...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o cheiro dela faz sua cabeça girar. Porque...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você sente uma sacudida toda vez que ela olha pra você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela te toca aqui e você sente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você a toca em qualquer lugar e sente o toque em todo lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de 6 meses, ela tá tocando outra pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você pode dizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ei, Al!&lt;br /&gt;Relacionamentos acabam, namoradas se vão,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deixando um labirinto de dor-de-cotovelo e traição"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por exemplo, meu primeiro namorado me trocou por uma voluptuosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex-lésbica chamada April, com quem eu acabei tendo um caso depois, mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;também podemos falar de Gabby, mais conhecida como a "ex-lésbica",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponto de partida de toda uma intrincada rede de conexões lésbicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incluindo Lara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, a mesma Lara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara, a incendiadora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara, a libertadora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara, o novo verdadeiro amor da Dana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dana me disse que precisava de um final com a Lara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já se passaram 6 meses e eu ainda estou esperando o final."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-116814607982163925?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116814607982163925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116814607982163925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2007/01/tlw-temp3-epi01.html' title='TLW -Temp.3 Epi.01'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-116683831571475457</id><published>2006-12-22T22:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:26:09.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeus Meu Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5961/1851/320/198776/1139636232_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém descobrir como esquecer um amor, favor me passar a receita.&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém souber como esquecer o grande amor da sua vida, favor ensinar como se arranca o coração.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada.&lt;br /&gt;" Você nunca saberá o quanto eu te amo... nunca..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus...Adeus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Adeus para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Você não faz idáia do quanto eu te amei&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora eu vou indo&lt;br /&gt;O meu tempo aqui acabou&lt;br /&gt;E eu cansei dessa vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Adeus para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Talvez algum dia a gente se reeencontre&lt;br /&gt;Em um outro mundo em...&lt;br /&gt;Porque agora ... agora eu estou indo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Adeus para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Você nunca lerá minha despedida&lt;br /&gt;Mas a escrevo mesmo assim&lt;br /&gt;Você não faz idéia... não faz idéia&lt;br /&gt;Do quanto eu te amei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Adeus para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Agora sou apenas eu e a eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Te encontro em outro lugar, quem sabe?&lt;br /&gt;Você não tem a mínima idéia do quanto eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Adeus meu amor... Adeus para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi Conn / 06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-116683831571475457?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116683831571475457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116683831571475457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/12/adeus-meu-amor.html' title='Adeus Meu Amor'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-116364212261420142</id><published>2006-11-15T22:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:55:22.630-03:00</updated><title type='text'>B &amp; M - Deixa</title><content type='html'>Bruno &amp; Marrone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa eu pelo menos falar de nós, &lt;br /&gt;Por um minuto ouvir tua voz, &lt;br /&gt;nem precisa me perdoar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe, já não consigo entender &lt;br /&gt;Se quem amou pra valer &lt;br /&gt;Diz que agora tanto faz, &lt;br /&gt;que já não me quer mais &lt;br /&gt;e diz que nunca, nunca vai me ligar &lt;br /&gt;Na hora que a saudade e a vontade apertar, &lt;br /&gt;na busca incessante de outro amor encontrar, &lt;br /&gt;tentando achar a saída. &lt;br /&gt;Quero esquecer, como se fosse fácil apagar tudo assim, &lt;br /&gt;matando nossa história, a metade de mim... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ô deixa, Ô deixa... &lt;br /&gt;Eu pelo menos falar de nós, &lt;br /&gt;por um minuto ouvir tua voz, &lt;br /&gt;nem precisa me perdoar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe, eu não consigo entender&lt;br /&gt;Se quem amou pra valer &lt;br /&gt;Diz que agora tanto faz, &lt;br /&gt;que já não me quer mais &lt;br /&gt;e diz que nunca, nunca, nunca, nunca... vai me ligar&lt;br /&gt;Na hora que a saudade e a vontade apertar, &lt;br /&gt;na busca incessante de outro amor encontrar, &lt;br /&gt;tentando achar a saída. &lt;br /&gt;Quero esquecer, como se fosse fácil apagar tudo assim, &lt;br /&gt;matando nossa história, a metade de mim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-116364212261420142?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116364212261420142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116364212261420142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/11/b-m-deixa.html' title='B &amp; M - Deixa'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-116305824323408338</id><published>2006-11-09T04:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T04:44:03.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Until I See You Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/micklly/blogger/1139411971_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until I See You Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sandy &amp;amp; Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Sandy E Junior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Until I see you again)&lt;br /&gt;There's a hole in my heart&lt;br /&gt;It's a big empty space&lt;br /&gt;Every day just gets harder since you went away&lt;br /&gt;And I try to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know there will be&lt;br /&gt;A time and a place when you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Without you don't know how I exist&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could miss you like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;There won't be stars shooting down from the sky&lt;br /&gt;There won't be dreams coming true in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll never feel love that real&lt;br /&gt;I can only pretend&lt;br /&gt;Until I see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's so bitter-sweet&lt;br /&gt;Not a thing I can do&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I see just reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;So I send you my love&lt;br /&gt;But you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that the world could be smaller today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I survive without your touch&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me somethin'&lt;br /&gt;I never will forget&lt;br /&gt;Your special lovin'&lt;br /&gt;And I hope it's not over yet&lt;br /&gt;Don't say it's ending&lt;br /&gt;Just when it's about to start&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away with my heart, no no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-116305824323408338?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116305824323408338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116305824323408338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/11/until-i-see-you-again.html' title='Until I See You Again'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/micklly/blogger/th_1139411971_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-116286424359269450</id><published>2006-11-06T22:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T04:46:31.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shania Twain - Forever And For Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 447px; height: 345px;" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/micklly/blogger/3921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shania Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever And For Always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mmm Em seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Oooh Eu posso ouvir seu coração bater agora&lt;br /&gt;Eu realmente posso...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em seus braços eu ainda posso sentir a maneira que me quer quando me abraça&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda posso ouvir as palavras que você sussurrou quando você me disse&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso ficar aqui eternamente em seus braços&lt;br /&gt;E não há maneria&lt;br /&gt;Deu deixar você ir agora&lt;br /&gt;E não há maneria&lt;br /&gt;E não há como&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca verei esse dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu estou te guardando eternamente e para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Nós ficaremos juntos todos os nossos dias&lt;br /&gt;Quero acordar toda manhã com seu doce rosto&lt;br /&gt;Sempre&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, baby&lt;br /&gt;Em seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda posso ouvir uma batida para cada vez que você me beija&lt;br /&gt;E quando nós estamos separados eu sei o quanto você sente saudades&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso sentir seu amor por mim em seu coração&lt;br /&gt;E não há maneria&lt;br /&gt;Deu deixar você ir agora&lt;br /&gt;E não há maneria&lt;br /&gt;E não há como&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca verei esse dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão – repete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eu quero acordar toda manhã)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;(Eu ainda posso ver o olhar do único)&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda posso ver o olhar do único que realmente me ama&lt;br /&gt;(Eu ainda posso me sentir do jeito que você quer)&lt;br /&gt;O único que não colocaria nada mais no mundo acima de mim&lt;br /&gt;(Eu ainda posso ver amor por mim)&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda posso ver seu amor por mim em seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;(Eu ainda vejo o amor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não há maneria&lt;br /&gt;Deu deixar você ir agora&lt;br /&gt;E não há maneria&lt;br /&gt;E não há como&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca verei esse dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão – repete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou te guardando eternamente e para sempre (para sempre)&lt;br /&gt;Nós ficaremos juntos todos os nossos dias&lt;br /&gt;Quero acordar toda manhã com seu doce rosto (doce rosto)&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou te guardando eternamente e para sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh Eu estou te guardando eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou te guardando&lt;br /&gt;Eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou em seus braços&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-116286424359269450?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116286424359269450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116286424359269450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/11/shania-twain-forever-and-for-always.html' title='Shania Twain - Forever And For Always'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/micklly/blogger/th_3921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-116278254740030219</id><published>2006-11-06T00:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T04:48:50.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Você, apenas você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 243px; height: 199px;" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/micklly/blogger/coposleite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Música (Não lembro nome nem cantor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é simplesmente boa demais pra ser verdade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo tirar meus olhos de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd be like heaven to touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você seria como o céu para tocar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero tanto te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last love has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente o amor chegou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agradeço a Deus que estou viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é simplesmente boa demais pra ser verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo tirar meus olhos de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the way that I stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdoe o jeito como eu olho fixamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe nada mais para se comparar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight of you leaves me weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sua visão me deixa fraca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words left to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existem palavras que eu consiga falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you feel like I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poderia isto ser amor que eu sinto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know that it's real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, deixe-me saber que é real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é simplesmente boa demais pra ser verdade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo tirar meus olhos de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Refrão!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby, and if it's quite all right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo baby, e se é completamente, tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you baby to warm a lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo baby, você preenche minhas noites solitárias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby. Trust in me when I say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo baby, acredite em mim quando eu digo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh coisinha linda, não me desanime, eu suplico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso de você, baby; agora que te encontrei, fique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me love you, oh baby let me love you, oh baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me deixe te amar, baby, me deixe te amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last love has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente o amor chegou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agradeço a Deus que estou viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é simplesmente boa demais pra ser verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo tirar meus olhos de você&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-116278254740030219?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116278254740030219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/116278254740030219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/11/voc-apenas-voc.html' title='Você, apenas você...'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/micklly/blogger/th_coposleite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-115681721854785247</id><published>2006-08-28T21:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T03:06:09.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Você E Mais Ninguém</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 509px; height: 331px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5961/1851/400/1147897464_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porque é você que eu quero&lt;br /&gt;É você que eu preciso&lt;br /&gt;E mais ninguém, mais ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Entenda isso querida&lt;br /&gt;É você que eu quero&lt;br /&gt;É você que eu preciso&lt;br /&gt;E mais ninguém, mais ninguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Será que haveria uma forma de você entender?&lt;br /&gt;Uma forma de você aceitar&lt;br /&gt;Esse meu amor é incondicional&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que aconteça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quem eu amo é você, só você&lt;br /&gt;E não importa os outros&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que acham&lt;br /&gt;A única coisa que interessa é você&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor por você&lt;br /&gt;E nada nem ninguém me importa&lt;br /&gt;Só você, apenas você beibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sem você me sinto é perdida&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com todos ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;Porque quando você não está por perto&lt;br /&gt;Falta um pedaço de mim&lt;br /&gt;Uma parte da qual não sei mais viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Será que não entende?&lt;br /&gt;O que é tão difícil compreender?&lt;br /&gt;Porque é tão complicado assim?&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;É isso que importa&lt;br /&gt;É isso que você tem que entender&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-115681721854785247?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/115681721854785247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/115681721854785247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/08/voc-e-mais-ningum.html' title='Você E Mais Ninguém'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-115337211421804989</id><published>2006-07-20T01:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T03:09:20.696-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Corazón Partío</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5961/1851/400/57027295.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Corazón Partío&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;Alejandro Sanz&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tiritas pa este corazón partío.&lt;br /&gt;Tiritas pa este corazón partío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya lo ves, que no hay dos sin tres,&lt;br /&gt;que la vida va y viene y que no se detiene...&lt;br /&gt;Y, qué sé yo,&lt;br /&gt;pero miénteme aunque sea, dime que algo queda&lt;br /&gt;entre nosotros dos, que en tu habitación&lt;br /&gt;nunca sale el sol, ni existe el tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;ni el dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llévame  si quieres a perder,&lt;br /&gt;a ningún destino, sin ningún por qué.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya lo sé, que corazón que no ve&lt;br /&gt;es corazón que no siente,&lt;br /&gt;o corazón que te miente amor.&lt;br /&gt;Pero, sabes que en lo más profundo de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;sigue aquel dolor por creer en ti&lt;br /&gt;¿qué fue de la ilusión y de lo bello que es vivir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para qué me curaste cuando estaba herío&lt;br /&gt;si hoy me dejas de nuevo con el corazón partío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me va a entregar sus emociones?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me va a pedir que nunca le abandone?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me tapará esta noche si hace frío?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me va a curar el corazón partío?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién llenará de primaveras este enero,&lt;br /&gt;y bajará la luna para que juguemos?&lt;br /&gt;Dime, si tú te vas, dime cariño mío,&lt;br /&gt;¿quién me va a curar el corazón partío?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiritas pa este corazón partío.&lt;br /&gt;Tiritas pa este corazón partío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar solamente aquello que te sobra&lt;br /&gt;nunca fue compartir, sino dar limosna, amor.&lt;br /&gt;Si no lo sabes tú, te lo digo yo.&lt;br /&gt;Después de la tormenta siempre llega la calma.&lt;br /&gt;pero, sé que después de ti,&lt;br /&gt;después de ti no hay nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para qué me curaste cuando estaba herío&lt;br /&gt;si hoy me dejas de nuevo con el corazón partío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me va a entregar sus emociones?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me va a pedir que nunca le abandone?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me tapará esta noche si hace frío?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me va a curar el corazón partío?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién llenará de primaveras este enero,&lt;br /&gt;y bajará la luna para que juguemos?&lt;br /&gt;Dime, si tú te vas, dime cariño mío,&lt;br /&gt;¿quién me va a curar el corazón partío?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién me va a entregar ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-115337211421804989?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/115337211421804989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/115337211421804989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/07/corazn-parto.html' title='Corazón Partío'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-115311859774168273</id><published>2006-07-17T03:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T03:43:17.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Algumas Coisas São... Irreversíveis</title><content type='html'>A vida me sorri então&lt;br /&gt;recolho os cacos que deixei no chão&lt;br /&gt;milhares de recordações transformam tudo em canções&lt;br /&gt;e essa daqui é pra você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse desfazer&lt;br /&gt;tudo de errado entre nós&lt;br /&gt;e apagar cada lembrança sua&lt;br /&gt;que ainda existe em mim&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que nada que eu diga vai trazer&lt;br /&gt;o longe pra mais perto de mim dessa vez&lt;br /&gt;por que gostar de alguém vai ser sempre assim&lt;br /&gt;irreversível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida ri de mim então&lt;br /&gt;percebo o quanto é triste te esperar em vão&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho forças pra cantar&lt;br /&gt;quem sabe você possa me escutar&lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria te dizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse desfazer&lt;br /&gt;tudo de errado entre nós&lt;br /&gt;e apagar cada lembrança sua&lt;br /&gt;que ainda existe em mim&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que nada que eu diga vai trazer&lt;br /&gt;o longe pra mais perto de mim dessa vez&lt;br /&gt;por que gostar de alguém vai ser sempre assim&lt;br /&gt;irreversível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada passo que eu dou pra frente&lt;br /&gt;sinto meu corpo indo pra trás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a cada hora que vivo sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;parece me fazer te querer cada vez mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu trago em mim apenas um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;braços abertos pra te receber&lt;br /&gt;mais acabo sempre triste e sozinho&lt;br /&gt;procurando uma maneira de entender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é irreversível para mim&lt;br /&gt;entao é reversível pra voce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo tem que ser assim&lt;br /&gt;então deixa ser&lt;br /&gt;Mas só queria te dizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse desfazer&lt;br /&gt;tudo de errado entre nós&lt;br /&gt;e apagar cada lembrança sua&lt;br /&gt;que ainda existe em mim&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que nada que eu diga vai trazer&lt;br /&gt;o longe pra mais perto de mim dessa vez&lt;br /&gt;por que gostar de alguém vai ser sempre assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irreversível é só o fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irreversivel é só o fim pra mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-115311859774168273?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/115311859774168273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/115311859774168273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/07/algumas-coisas-so-irreversveis.html' title='Algumas Coisas São... Irreversíveis'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-115277130415501315</id><published>2006-07-13T02:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T03:15:06.306-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Kind of Wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://br.geocities.com/mickleyconnolli/spectrum/581968.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a whole lotta money&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a big, fine car&lt;br /&gt;I got everything that a man could want&lt;br /&gt;I got more than I could ask for&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to run around&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to stay out all night&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got me a sweet, sweet lovin woman&lt;br /&gt;And she knows just how to treat me right&lt;br /&gt;Well, my baby, she's alright&lt;br /&gt;Well, my baby, she's clean out of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that she is some kind of wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she is&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful, yeah yeah yeah yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hold her in my arms&lt;br /&gt;You know she sets my soul on fire&lt;br /&gt;And, ooh, when my baby kisses me,&lt;br /&gt;My heart becomes filled with desire&lt;br /&gt;When she wraps her loving arms around me&lt;br /&gt;And drives me out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;When my baby kisses me&lt;br /&gt;Chills run up and down my spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my baby, she's alright&lt;br /&gt;Well, my baby, she's clean out of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that she is some kind of wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she is&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful, yeah yeah yeah yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody got a sweet little woman like mine&lt;br /&gt;Got to be somebody&lt;br /&gt;I know there's somebody got a sweet little woman like mine&lt;br /&gt;Can I get a witness?&lt;br /&gt;Can I get a witness?&lt;br /&gt;Can I get a witness?&lt;br /&gt;Can I get a witness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful yes she is&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful you know what I'm talking about&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-115277130415501315?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/115277130415501315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/115277130415501315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-kind-of-wonderful.html' title='Some Kind of Wonderful'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114592631804965545</id><published>2006-04-24T21:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:51:58.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aerosmith - A Don't  Want To Miss A Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://geocities.yahoo.com.br/mickleyconnolli/spectrum/1133977525_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I Don't Want To Miss A Thing&lt;br /&gt;(Não quero perder nada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;  Eu poderia ficar acordado só para ouvir você respirar&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;  Ver você sorrindo enquanto dorme&lt;br /&gt;While you're far away and dreaming&lt;br /&gt;  Enquanto você está longe e sonhando&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;  Eu poderia passar minha vida inteira nessa entrega doce&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;  Eu poderia me perder neste momento para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;  Todo momento que eu passo com você é o máximo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;  Não quero fechar meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;  Não quero pegar no sono&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;  Porque eu perderia você, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;  E eu não quero perder nada&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;  Porque mesmo quando eu sonho com você&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;  O sonho mais doce nunca vai ser suficiente&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;  E eu ainda perderia você, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;  E eu não quero perder nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying close to you feeling your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;  Deitado perto de você, sentindo o seu coração bater&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering what you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;  E imaginando o que você está sonhando&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing&lt;br /&gt;  Imaginando se sou eu quem você está vendo&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together&lt;br /&gt;  Então eu beijo seus olhos e agradeço a Deus por estarmos juntos&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna stay with you&lt;br /&gt;  Eu só quero ficar com você&lt;br /&gt;In this moment forever, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;  Neste momento para sempre, para todo o sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one smile&lt;br /&gt;  Não quero perder um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one kiss&lt;br /&gt;  Não quero perder um beijo&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;  Bom, eu só quero ficar com você&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you, just like this&lt;br /&gt;  Aqui com você, apenas assim&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you close&lt;br /&gt;  Eu só quero te abraçar forte&lt;br /&gt;Feel your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;  Sentir seu coração perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;And stay here in this moment&lt;br /&gt;  E ficar aqui neste momento&lt;br /&gt;For all the rest of time&lt;br /&gt;  Por todo o resto dos tempos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114592631804965545?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114592631804965545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114592631804965545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/04/aerosmith-dont-want-to-miss-thing.html' title='Aerosmith - A Don&apos;t  Want To Miss A Thing'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114556337514828534</id><published>2006-04-20T16:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T17:02:55.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só Pensar Em Você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://geocities.yahoo.com.br/mickleyconnolli/spectrum/43500249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pensar Em Você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Daniela Mercury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Composição: Chico Cézar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;É só pensar em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Que muda o dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Minha alegria dá pra ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Não dá pra esconder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nem quero pensar se é certo querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O que vou lhe dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Um beijo seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E eu vou só pensar em você (2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Se a chuva cai e o sol não sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Penso em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Vontade de viver mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Em paz com o mundo e comigo (2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Se a chuva cai e o sol não sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Penso em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Vontade de viver mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Em paz com o mundo e consigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s2 Ich Liebe Dich Le s2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114556337514828534?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114556337514828534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114556337514828534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/04/s-pensar-em-voc.html' title='Só Pensar Em Você...'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114499240058874998</id><published>2006-04-14T02:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T04:51:20.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Miu... eu sei q vc me ama ¬¬</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://geocities.yahoo.com.br/mickleyconnolli/spectrum/permis_blonde.jpg" widht="1000" height="900" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hj aproximadament as 18:00h:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Miu [Delirious]                               | Dear, diary; I have a blonde girl {L} xD diz:&lt;br /&gt;qndo eu converso com vc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Miu [Delirious]                               | Dear, diary; I have a blonde girl {L} xD diz:&lt;br /&gt;parece que to falando com uma pessoa de 16 anos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;§§* Bobin Devil *§§ [ Amor Vincit Omnia ] [When I look into your eyes...]  &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt; diz:&lt;br /&gt;hhauhauhauahauah isso eh bom ou ruim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Miu [Delirious]                               | Dear, diary; I have a blonde girl {L} xD diz:&lt;br /&gt;bom neh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Miu [Delirious]                               | Dear, diary; I have a blonde girl {L} xD diz:&lt;br /&gt;jah q vc tem 44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;§§* Bobin Devil *§§ [ Amor Vincit Omnia ] [When I look into your eyes...]  &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt; diz:&lt;br /&gt;_|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Miu [Delirious]                               | Dear, diary; I have a blonde girl {L} xD diz:&lt;br /&gt;nao? xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;§§* Bobin Devil *§§ [ Amor Vincit Omnia ] [When I look into your eyes...]  &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt; diz:&lt;br /&gt;¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Miu [Delirious]                               | Dear, diary; I have a blonde girl {L} xD diz:&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem mais... --'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114499240058874998?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114499240058874998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114499240058874998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/04/miu-eu-sei-q-vc-me-ama.html' title='Miu... eu sei q vc me ama ¬¬'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114430597321489100</id><published>2006-04-06T03:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:13:02.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 17 / 02 / 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://spectrumlight.blig.ig.com.br/imagens/2186612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me diz...&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sem a menor explicação,&lt;br /&gt;encontramos alguém&lt;br /&gt;que mexe com o nosso coração;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sentimos a necessidade desta emoção&lt;br /&gt;se transformar em realidade;&lt;br /&gt;Quando apesar da distância que nos separa,&lt;br /&gt;ao ouvir aquela voz, a minha voz se cala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando em meio a palavras&lt;br /&gt;e carinhos, descobrimos&lt;br /&gt;que estamos no mesmo caminho;&lt;br /&gt;Quando percebemos que a cada dia&lt;br /&gt;que passa sem este alguém,&lt;br /&gt;a vida já parece sem graça;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sentimos um aperto enorme no peito,&lt;br /&gt;das saudades intensas que já não tem mais jeito ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando este alguém está tão presente,&lt;br /&gt;que até o próprio presente&lt;br /&gt;torna-se tão distante;&lt;br /&gt;Quando em sonhos a mais linda forma de amar,&lt;br /&gt;por tão grande emoção, já parece se realizar;&lt;br /&gt;Quando percebemos que o coração&lt;br /&gt;em meio a tantas emoções,&lt;br /&gt;se entregou sem receios e cheio de ilusões?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando no silêncio da noite,&lt;br /&gt;vou em busca deste alguém,&lt;br /&gt;que se faz tão presente,&lt;br /&gt;mas que ao meu lado não pode estar;&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos vemos em situações,&lt;br /&gt;que por elas procuramos explicações&lt;br /&gt;e nada encontramos, a não ser&lt;br /&gt;o caminho a seguir;&lt;br /&gt;Quando choramos baixinho,&lt;br /&gt;e pedimos a Deus&lt;br /&gt;nossas preces escutar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando este ALGUÉM deixou de ser alguém&lt;br /&gt;e passou a ser VOCÊ ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando VOCÊ perceber que&lt;br /&gt;já não é mais ALGUÉM&lt;br /&gt;e que eu estou aqui a lhe esperar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo Le, mt mt mt mt muitao&lt;br /&gt;Só tu tens o dom de me fazer feliz&lt;br /&gt;Tu és a razão do meu viver&lt;br /&gt;És tudo que eu sempre quis&lt;br /&gt;Minha luz, meu caminho, meu querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjao Paxao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114430597321489100?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114430597321489100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114430597321489100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/04/dia-17-02-06.html' title='Dia 17 / 02 / 06'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114430565039018356</id><published>2006-04-06T03:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:40:50.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 18 / 01 / 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://spectrumlight.blig.ig.com.br/imagens/monica1.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar é olhar para dentro de si mesmo, e dizer:&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero&lt;br /&gt;É viver intensamente&lt;br /&gt;É sonhar com uma gota de realidade&lt;br /&gt;e realizar um gota desse sonho&lt;br /&gt;É estar presente até na ausência&lt;br /&gt;Amar é ter em quem pensar&lt;br /&gt;É razão que ninguém teria razão para nos tirar&lt;br /&gt;É ser só de alguém e nunca deixar esse alguém só&lt;br /&gt;É pensar em você tão alto a ponto de você escutar&lt;br /&gt;Amar é ir até a morte&lt;br /&gt;É acordar para a realidade do sonho&lt;br /&gt;É vencer através do silêncio&lt;br /&gt;É ser feliz até com um pouco quando muito não é bastante&lt;br /&gt;Amar é dar anistia ao seu coração&lt;br /&gt;É sonhar o sonho de quem sonha com você&lt;br /&gt;É sentir saudades&lt;br /&gt;É chegar perto na DISTÂNCIA&lt;br /&gt;Amar é a força da razão&lt;br /&gt;É quando os momentos são eternos&lt;br /&gt;Amar é ser adulto e se sentir criança&lt;br /&gt;É viver a vida em versos e ao inverso&lt;br /&gt;É a maior experiência na vida de um homem...&lt;br /&gt;Mas acima de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Amar é crer em Deus porque Deus é amor.&lt;br /&gt;E você é tudo que um dia eu pedi pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Ngo Oi Ney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114430565039018356?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114430565039018356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114430565039018356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/04/dia-18-01-06.html' title='Dia 18 / 01 / 06'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114430544233249354</id><published>2006-04-06T03:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:42:47.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 30 / 12 / 05</title><content type='html'>SONETO DO AMOR TOTAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maior amor nem mais estranho existe&lt;br /&gt;Que o meu, que não sossega a coisa amada&lt;br /&gt;E quando a sente alegre, fica triste&lt;br /&gt;E se a vê descontente, dá risada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que só fica em paz se lhe resiste&lt;br /&gt;O amado coração, e que se agrada&lt;br /&gt;Mais da eterna aventura em que persiste&lt;br /&gt;Que de uma vida mal-aventurada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louco amor meu, que quando toca, fere&lt;br /&gt;E quando fere vibra, mas prefere&lt;br /&gt;Ferir a fenecer – e vive a esmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiel à sua lei de cada instante&lt;br /&gt;Desassombrado, doido, delirante&lt;br /&gt;Numa paixão de tudo e de si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre para vc... Anju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S"ayapo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114430544233249354?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114430544233249354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114430544233249354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/04/dia-30-12-05.html' title='Dia 30 / 12 / 05'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114430530258173977</id><published>2006-04-06T03:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:42:06.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 04 / 12 / 05</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://spectrumlight.blig.ig.com.br/imagens/sol_1.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letra traduzida da musica MY ALL - MARIAH CAREY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you my beibi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo De Mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;hoje à noite em minha solidão insone&lt;br /&gt;Se é errado amar você&lt;br /&gt;Então meu coração não vai deixar agir certo&lt;br /&gt;Porque me afoguei em você&lt;br /&gt;a quem eu faço um desejo esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Eu daria tudo de mim para ter&lt;br /&gt;Só mais uma noite com você&lt;br /&gt;Eu arriscaria minha vida para sentir&lt;br /&gt;seu corpo junto ao meu&lt;br /&gt;Porque não consigo deixar de&lt;br /&gt;Viver na lembrança de nossa canção&lt;br /&gt;Eu daria tudo de mim pelo seu amor hoje à noite&lt;br /&gt;Eu daria tudo de mim para ter&lt;br /&gt;Só mais uma noite com você&lt;br /&gt;Eu arriscaria minha vida para sentir&lt;br /&gt;Seu corpo junto ao meu&lt;br /&gt;Porque não consigo deixar de&lt;br /&gt;viver na lembrança de nossa canção&lt;br /&gt;Eu daria tudo de mim pelo seu amor hoje à noite&lt;br /&gt;Dou tudo de mim por seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Hoje à noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is to lov u ****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114430530258173977?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114430530258173977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114430530258173977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/04/dia-04-12-05.html' title='Dia 04 / 12 / 05'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114292419298940996</id><published>2006-03-21T03:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T03:57:03.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 29 / 10 / 2005</title><content type='html'>Post d hj dedicado ao meu Amore: Ju.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo Amore. Happy Niver ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tenho procurado respostas nas estrelas...&lt;br /&gt;Quero descobrir.&lt;br /&gt;Quem é você que me enche de alegria&lt;br /&gt;Que do anonimato me fazes tão feliz&lt;br /&gt;Não sei quem és, mas me faz tão bem.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sei o poder que tem as palavras&lt;br /&gt;Elas sabem encantar, vem cheias de doçura&lt;br /&gt;E se vem digitadas pelas tuas mãos tem um poder mágico.&lt;br /&gt;Elas me fazem viajar para um mundo onde só há amor, compreensão, cumplicidade, companheirismo, ternura.&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Você me faz tão bem!&lt;br /&gt;Se estás tão longe como pode me fazer tão bem?&lt;br /&gt;Como posso sentir o aconchego dos teus braços&lt;br /&gt;Se nunca te abracei?&lt;br /&gt;Se nem ao menos os teus olhos fitei?&lt;br /&gt;Como posso senti-los me olhando?&lt;br /&gt;Se nunca senti o calor do teu carinho&lt;br /&gt;Como posso sentir esse calor que emana?&lt;br /&gt;Como posso sentir que está triste&lt;br /&gt;Se nem ao menos me falou?&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Você me faz tão bem.&lt;br /&gt;Porque faz isso para mim.&lt;br /&gt;Se nem ao menos me conhece?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca nos conheceremos pessoalmente, mas sinto como se fossemos amigos a muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Quem é você aí na telinha, que me manda tanto carinho?&lt;br /&gt;Quem é você que me faz tão bem?&lt;br /&gt;Quem é você que me dá tanta força?&lt;br /&gt;Quem é você que se esconde atrás desta&lt;br /&gt;Máquina fria e gelada?&lt;br /&gt;Acho que sei quem és.&lt;br /&gt;É um ser divino que Deus colocou no meu caminho.&lt;br /&gt;É um Doce Anjinho&lt;br /&gt;Que apareceu para me proteger.&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Como é bom saber que tem alguém que ama as estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;Que ama um banho de chuva,&lt;br /&gt;Que ama as flores,&lt;br /&gt;Que ama seus pais,&lt;br /&gt;Que dá valor à vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que dá valor a uma amizade,&lt;br /&gt;Que sabe o valor que ela&lt;br /&gt;Representa em nossa vida.&lt;br /&gt;Nossa amizade é maravilhosa.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que quando temos Bons amigos, não precisamos de mais nada, o resto vem junto.&lt;br /&gt;É consequência.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei rimar, não sei brincar com as palavras como você, mas estas tenha certeza que saem de dentro do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Olhe para a lua linda e majestosa no céu, e sempre que ela sorrir para você... É porque sou eu que estou lá."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Maria Aparecida Romano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 492px; height: 461px;" src="http://spectrumlight.blig.ig.com.br/imagens/junivermenor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114292419298940996?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114292419298940996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114292419298940996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/03/dia-29-10-2005.html' title='Dia 29 / 10 / 2005'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114292390082984912</id><published>2006-03-21T03:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T03:53:42.836-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 21 / 10 / 2005</title><content type='html'>Ae musiquinha fd... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuentas Conmigo(tradução) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora seus dias são longos, e o cobre um céu cinza e triste&lt;br /&gt;Conte comigo&lt;br /&gt;Embora suas noites são frias e por causa da insônia seu dia é&lt;br /&gt;Ruim&lt;br /&gt;Conte comigo&lt;br /&gt;Quando em sua face reflete nostalgia e dá um sorriso forçado&lt;br /&gt;Conte comigo&lt;br /&gt;Se seus olhos as lágrimas correm e suas mãos estão frias&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que estou com você e que pode contar comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo amor, porque você é minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo amor, porque nós não temos limites&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo amor, porque nas noites você é minha estrela&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo amor, contas comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora seus dias são longos, e o cobre um céu cinza e triste&lt;br /&gt;Conte comigo&lt;br /&gt;Embora suas noites são frias e por causa da insônia seu dia é&lt;br /&gt;Ruim&lt;br /&gt;Conte comigo&lt;br /&gt;Quando em sua face reflete nostalgia e dá sorriso forçado&lt;br /&gt;Conte comigo&lt;br /&gt;Se seus olhos as lágrimas correm e suas mãos estão frias&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que estou com você e que contas comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo amor, porque você é minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo amor, porque nós não temos limites&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo amor, porque nas noites você é minha estrela&lt;br /&gt;Conta comigo amor e conto com você&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114292390082984912?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114292390082984912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114292390082984912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/03/dia-21-10-2005.html' title='Dia 21 / 10 / 2005'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114283158409200919</id><published>2006-03-20T01:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T02:13:04.120-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 09 / 10 / 2005</title><content type='html'>Cada um sabe da própria dor e renuncia&lt;br /&gt;Dos sonhos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;Dos momentos não vividos&lt;br /&gt;Só eu sei o quanto me custa sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Do que trago no coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vê esse sorriso?&lt;br /&gt;Ele não é falso, mas também não é totalmente verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;Só eu sei do que sinto&lt;br /&gt;E as vezes nem isso sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não venha me dizer o que fazer da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Ela é minha, não tente me manipular&lt;br /&gt;Só eu sei o que é bom para mim&lt;br /&gt;E se não souber, problema meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida, meus sonhos, meus erros, meus problemas, meus...&lt;br /&gt;Não tente fazer a minha história&lt;br /&gt;Dela cuido eu&lt;br /&gt;Não tente mudar minha história&lt;br /&gt;Meu caminho é só meu&lt;br /&gt;Isso ninguém me tira&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo você&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vê esse sorriso que trago no rosto?&lt;br /&gt;Ele esconde as lágrimas que sangram meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://spectrumlight.blig.ig.com.br/imagens/26514442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mi, 07/10/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114283158409200919?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114283158409200919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114282248129168759?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114282248129168759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114282248129168759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/03/dia-07-10-2005.html' title='Dia 07 / 10 / 2005'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114265860530536388</id><published>2006-03-18T01:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T02:16:50.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 24 / 09 / 2005</title><content type='html'>Gostei do texto ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5961/1851/400/1126075917.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114265860530536388?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114265860530536388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114265860530536388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spectrumlight.blogspot.com/2006/03/dia-24-09-2005.html' title='Dia 24 / 09 / 2005'/><author><name>* »« † Mick D'arc ™† »« *</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114265515465686976</id><published>2006-03-18T00:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T02:19:15.930-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia 03 / 09 / 2005</title><content type='html'>Dedicado a tds pessoas q eu amu...&lt;br /&gt;bjus amores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5961/1851/400/snoopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114265515465686976?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114265515465686976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23892194/posts/default/114265515465686976'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23892194.post-114212293772683065</id><published>2006-03-11T21:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:13:09.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok vamos lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to transferindo o antigo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spectrumlight.blig.com.br"&gt;www.spectrunlight.blig.com.br&lt;/a&gt;  p cah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assim passarei tds as postagens q fiz lah p cah.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falta do q fazr eh foda --'&lt;br /&gt;rsrsrsrsr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;começando do começo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23892194-114212293772683065?l=spectrumlight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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