<?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-4192982665550218133</id><updated>2011-12-07T08:37:27.069Z</updated><category term='Banda Sonora'/><category term='Dança'/><category term='Crónicas de Praga'/><category term='Música Infantil'/><category term='Anos 60'/><category term='Música Holandesa/Portuguesa'/><category term='Músicas do Mundo'/><category term='Anos 40'/><category term='Jogos Olímpicos'/><category term='Música Clássica'/><category term='We&apos;ll always have Paris'/><category term='Desenhos animados'/><category term='Poesia'/><category term='Século XIX'/><category term='Anos 90'/><category term='Natal'/><category term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category term='Futebol'/><category term='Teatro'/><category term='Anos 80'/><category term='Anos 50'/><category term='Século XVIII'/><category term='Música Brasileira'/><category term='off topic'/><category term='Música Portuguesa'/><category term='Anos 70'/><category term='Anos 30'/><category term='Música pimba'/><title type='text'>A vida em sons</title><subtitle type='html'>A banda sonora dos meus dias. Emoções minhas na voz de outros.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>491</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4985666149203579775</id><published>2011-01-02T18:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:11:02.926Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Infantil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Eu Perdi o Dó da Minha Viola</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2nzt6_8Ozo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&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/T2nzt6_8Ozo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xutos e Pontapés!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD da Leopoldina - Natal 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É assim que se ensinam os sobrinhos a ter bom gosto musical! Genial!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4985666149203579775?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4985666149203579775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4985666149203579775' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4985666149203579775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4985666149203579775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-perdi-o-do-da-minha-viola.html' title='Eu Perdi o Dó da Minha Viola'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8071897453155412012</id><published>2011-01-02T18:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:09:33.984Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Infantil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Era uma vez um Cavalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hLMJ1SgZPVo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&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/hLMJ1SgZPVo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedro Abrunhosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD da Leopoldina - Natal 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está tão à frente!!! Lindo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8071897453155412012?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8071897453155412012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8071897453155412012' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8071897453155412012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8071897453155412012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2011/01/era-uma-vez-um-cavalo.html' title='Era uma vez um 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width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Antebellum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor&lt;br /&gt;Reachin' for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of whiskey can't stop looking at the door&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah woaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothin' at all&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without &lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now (wait)&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, baby, I need you now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a música doce do Verão de 2010!&lt;br /&gt;Gosto tanto!&lt;br /&gt;Dá vontade de estar apaixonada...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2626770605972589335?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7772972576047613824</id><published>2010-08-27T15:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:40:52.183+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banda Sonora'/><title type='text'>Uprising</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QsJ3lP2QNlg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&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/QsJ3lP2QNlg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paranoia is in bloom, the PR&lt;br /&gt;The transmissions will resume&lt;br /&gt;They'll try to push drugs&lt;br /&gt;Keep us all dumbed down and hope that&lt;br /&gt;We will never see the truth around&lt;br /&gt;(So come on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another promise, another scene, another&lt;br /&gt;A package not to keep us trapped in greed&lt;br /&gt;With all the green belts wrapped around our minds&lt;br /&gt;And endless red tape to keep the truth confined&lt;br /&gt;(So come on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interchanging mind control&lt;br /&gt;Come let the revolution take its toll if you could&lt;br /&gt;Flick the switch and open your third eye, you'd see that&lt;br /&gt;We should never be afraid to die&lt;br /&gt;(So come on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up and take the power back, it's time that&lt;br /&gt;The fat cats had a heart attack, you know that&lt;br /&gt;Their time is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;We have to unify and watch our flag ascend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey .. hey ... hey .. hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey .. hey ... hey .. hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente adoro esta música!&lt;br /&gt;Poderosa! Brutal! E ideal para cantar aos berros no carro!&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7772972576047613824?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7772972576047613824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7772972576047613824' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7772972576047613824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7772972576047613824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/08/uprising.html' title='Uprising'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5168363149553474481</id><published>2010-08-26T14:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:55:12.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/8APTMRfDmKY/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8APTMRfDmKY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8APTMRfDmKY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat me like a fool,&lt;br /&gt;Treat me mean and cruel,&lt;br /&gt;But love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break my faithful heart,&lt;br /&gt;Tear it all apart,&lt;br /&gt;But love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever go,&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I'll be oh so lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sad and blue,&lt;br /&gt;Crying over you, dear only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would beg and steal&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel your heart &lt;br /&gt;Beatin' close to mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you ever go,&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I'll be oh so lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sad and blue,&lt;br /&gt;Crying over you, dear only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would beg and steal&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel your heart &lt;br /&gt;Beatin' close to mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you ever go,&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I'll be oh so lonely&lt;br /&gt;Beggin' on my knees,&lt;br /&gt;All I ask is please, please love me&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma doce e revivalista canção de amor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5168363149553474481?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5168363149553474481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5168363149553474481' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5168363149553474481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5168363149553474481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-me.html' title='Love Me'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4769852809615935138</id><published>2010-08-25T16:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:46:18.464+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>You've got the Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzMcNAe4nE8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&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/mzMcNAe4nE8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florence and the Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air&lt;br /&gt;I know I can count on you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"&lt;br /&gt;But you've got the love I need To see me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough&lt;br /&gt;And things go wrong no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Now and then it seems that life is just too much&lt;br /&gt;But you've got the love I need to see me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When food is gone you are my daily meal&lt;br /&gt;When friends are gone I know my savior's love is real&lt;br /&gt;You Know it's real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time after time I think "Oh Lord what's the use?"&lt;br /&gt;Time after time I think it's just no good &lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later in life, the things you love you lose&lt;br /&gt;But you got the love I need to see me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;You got the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air&lt;br /&gt;I know I can count on you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"&lt;br /&gt;But you've got the love I need to see me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro esta música!&lt;br /&gt;Estive quase 5 meses sem passar por aqui, mas já tinha saudades!&lt;br /&gt;Uma música gloriosa para reabrir oficialmente A vida em sons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4769852809615935138?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4769852809615935138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4769852809615935138' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4769852809615935138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4769852809615935138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/08/youve-got-love.html' title='You&apos;ve got the Love'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2089546430485317570</id><published>2010-04-08T23:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:40:43.948+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Brasileira'/><title type='text'>Muito Pouco</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tq94IaHM4A4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/tq94IaHM4A4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Rita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronto&lt;br /&gt;Agora que voltou tudo ao normal&lt;br /&gt;Talvez você consiga ser menos rei&lt;br /&gt;E um pouco mais real&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça&lt;br /&gt;As horas nunca andam para trás&lt;br /&gt;Todo dia é dia de aprender um pouco&lt;br /&gt;Do muito que a vida traz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas muito pra mim é tão pouco&lt;br /&gt;E pouco é um pouco demais&lt;br /&gt;Viver tá me deixando louca&lt;br /&gt;Não sei mais do que sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Gritando pra não ficar rouca&lt;br /&gt;Em guerra lutando por paz&lt;br /&gt;Muito pra mim é tão pouco&lt;br /&gt;E pouco eu não quero mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega!&lt;br /&gt;Não me condene pelo seu penar&lt;br /&gt;Pesos e medidas não servem&lt;br /&gt;Pra ninguém poder nos comparar&lt;br /&gt;Porque&lt;br /&gt;Eu não pertenço ao mesmo lugar&lt;br /&gt;Em que você se afunda tão raso&lt;br /&gt;Não dá nem pra tentar te salvar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque muito pra mim é tão pouco&lt;br /&gt;E pouco é um pouco demais&lt;br /&gt;Viver tá me deixando louca&lt;br /&gt;Não sei mais do que sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Gritando pra não ficar rouca&lt;br /&gt;Em guerra lutando por paz&lt;br /&gt;Muito pra mim é tão pouco&lt;br /&gt;E pouco eu não quero ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...veja&lt;br /&gt;A qualidade está inferior&lt;br /&gt;E não é a quantidade que faz&lt;br /&gt;A estrutura de um grande amor&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente seja&lt;br /&gt;O que você julgar ser o melhor&lt;br /&gt;Mas lembre-se que tudo que começa com muito&lt;br /&gt;Pode acabar muito pior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E muito pra mim é tão pouco&lt;br /&gt;E pouco é um pouco demais&lt;br /&gt;Viver tá me deixando louca&lt;br /&gt;Não sei mais do que sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Gritando pra não ficar rouca&lt;br /&gt;Em guerra lutando por paz&lt;br /&gt;Muito pra mim é tão pouco&lt;br /&gt;E pouco eu não quero mais&lt;br /&gt;Pouco eu não quero mais.&lt;br /&gt;Pouco eu não quero mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta música é a reviravolta em estado puro! Lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Dá para sentir cada verso...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2089546430485317570?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2089546430485317570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2089546430485317570' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2089546430485317570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2089546430485317570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='Muito Pouco'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5417885968619953695</id><published>2010-04-08T23:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:25:51.551+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Stop 4 a Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_BYIM3EJXE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/S_BYIM3EJXE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Fonseca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn it up&lt;br /&gt;Burn it up&lt;br /&gt;Falling down strait line&lt;br /&gt;I see your sin growing in&lt;br /&gt;Heading to the decline&lt;br /&gt;Now we're from&lt;br /&gt;How come I got stuck in a hole&lt;br /&gt;I won't quit&lt;br /&gt;Won't close&lt;br /&gt;Just got out of control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to stop 4&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to stop 4 a minute&lt;br /&gt;I think that I've been lost here before&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop 4 a minute&lt;br /&gt;I see footprints coming out from the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had you close&lt;br /&gt;Had you most than ever before&lt;br /&gt;I hate dirt 'til it hurt&lt;br /&gt;Show you good love me more&lt;br /&gt;I don't lie&lt;br /&gt;I disguise all of my inner fears&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm stuck in a shred&lt;br /&gt;Like a common disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to stop 4&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to stop 4 a minute&lt;br /&gt;I think that I've been lost here before&lt;br /&gt;Think I need to stop 4 a minute&lt;br /&gt;I see footprints coming out from the floor&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop 4 a minute (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop 4(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn it up&lt;br /&gt;Burn it up&lt;br /&gt;Falling down strait line&lt;br /&gt;I see your sin growing in&lt;br /&gt;Heading to a decline&lt;br /&gt;Now we're from&lt;br /&gt;How come I got stuck in a hole&lt;br /&gt;I won't quit&lt;br /&gt;Won't close&lt;br /&gt;Just got out of control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to stop 4&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to stop 4 a minute&lt;br /&gt;I think that I've been lost here before&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop 4 a minute&lt;br /&gt;I see footprints coming out from the floor&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop 4 a minute (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop 4&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to stop 4 a minute (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito disto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5417885968619953695?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5417885968619953695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5417885968619953695' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5417885968619953695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5417885968619953695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/04/stop-4-minute.html' title='Stop 4 a Minute'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8097301068375440165</id><published>2010-04-08T23:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:12:01.365+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Empire State of Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzo-UGYbxzA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qzo-UGYbxzA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes &lt;br /&gt;Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean &lt;br /&gt;If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say &lt;br /&gt;Seeing my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams &lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm from New York! &lt;br /&gt;Concrete jungle where dreams are made of &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can't do &lt;br /&gt;Now you're in New York! &lt;br /&gt;These streets will make you feel brand new &lt;br /&gt;Big lights will inspire you &lt;br /&gt;Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard &lt;br /&gt;Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God &lt;br /&gt;Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn BRidge &lt;br /&gt;Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams &lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm from New York! &lt;br /&gt;Concrete jungle where dreams are made of &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can't do &lt;br /&gt;Now you're in New York! &lt;br /&gt;These streets will make you feel brand new &lt;br /&gt;Big lights will inspire you &lt;br /&gt;Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hand in the air for the big city &lt;br /&gt;Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty &lt;br /&gt;No place in the world that can compare &lt;br /&gt;Put your lighters in the air, everybody say &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In New York! &lt;br /&gt;Concrete jungle where dreams are made of &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can't do &lt;br /&gt;Now you're in New York! &lt;br /&gt;These streets will make you feel brand new &lt;br /&gt;Big lights will inspire you &lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta música é simplesmente fabulosa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8097301068375440165?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8097301068375440165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8097301068375440165' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Everlong</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/crOZk88eCcg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/crOZk88eCcg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;I've waited here for you&lt;br /&gt;Everlong&lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;br /&gt;I throw myself into&lt;br /&gt;And out of the red out of her head she sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come down and waste away with me&lt;br /&gt;Down with me&lt;br /&gt;Slow how you wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm over my head, out of my head she sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder&lt;br /&gt;When I sing along with you&lt;br /&gt;If everything could ever feel this real forever&lt;br /&gt;If anything could ever be this good again&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'll ever ask of you&lt;br /&gt;You've got to promise not to stop when I say when&lt;br /&gt;She sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe out&lt;br /&gt;So I can breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;Hold you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now&lt;br /&gt;I know you've always been&lt;br /&gt;And out of your head out of my head i sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder&lt;br /&gt;When I sing along with you&lt;br /&gt;If everything could ever feel this real forever&lt;br /&gt;If anything could ever be this good again&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'll ever ask of you&lt;br /&gt;You've got to promise not to stop when I say when&lt;br /&gt;She sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If everything could ever feel this real forever&lt;br /&gt;If anything could ever be this good again&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'll ever ask of you&lt;br /&gt;You've got to promise not to stop when I say when &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande som!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-3754724568561996547?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3754724568561996547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=3754724568561996547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3754724568561996547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3754724568561996547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y5CRiS8bRTw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Go-Betweens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in a white shirt with my hair combed straight&lt;br /&gt;Here in my black shoes and me without a date&lt;br /&gt;Me without hindsight, me without&lt;br /&gt;When will change come, Just like Spring Rain&lt;br /&gt;Falling down like sheets&lt;br /&gt;(falling down like sheets)&lt;br /&gt;Coming down like love&lt;br /&gt;(coming down like love)&lt;br /&gt;Falling at my feet&lt;br /&gt;(falling just like)&lt;br /&gt;Spring Rain&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the lawn with cousins and child brides&lt;br /&gt;Caught for the camera on their best sides&lt;br /&gt;Being caught forewarned&lt;br /&gt;their best sides&lt;br /&gt;When will change come&lt;br /&gt;Just like Spring Rain&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Driving my first car&lt;br /&gt;My elbows in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;With all these people that I Never, never need&lt;br /&gt;These people are excited by their cars&lt;br /&gt;I want surprises just like Spring Rain&lt;br /&gt;Falling just like sheets&lt;br /&gt;(falling just like sheets)&lt;br /&gt;Coming down so hard&lt;br /&gt;(coming down so hard)&lt;br /&gt;Falling at my feet&lt;br /&gt;(falling just like)&lt;br /&gt;Spring Rain&lt;br /&gt;Coming down like love&lt;br /&gt;(coming down like love)&lt;br /&gt;Falling here so smooth&lt;br /&gt;(falling here so smooth)&lt;br /&gt;Falling in that groove&lt;br /&gt;(falling just like)&lt;br /&gt;Spring Rain&lt;br /&gt;Falling down like love&lt;br /&gt;(falling, falling)&lt;br /&gt;Coming down so hard&lt;br /&gt;(falling down)&lt;br /&gt;You hear it fall falling down&lt;br /&gt;Spring Rain&lt;br /&gt;Falling just like love&lt;br /&gt;(falling, falling)&lt;br /&gt;Falling down so hard&lt;br /&gt;(falling down)&lt;br /&gt;You hear it fall falling down&lt;br /&gt;Spring Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música dedicada às condições metereológicas deste primeiro dia de Primavera :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7565119922484538655?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7565119922484538655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7565119922484538655' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7565119922484538655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7565119922484538655'/><link 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name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8P7ZEPwRjnc&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lluvia de sol &lt;br /&gt;Como Una Bendicion &lt;br /&gt;La vida renace con su luz &lt;br /&gt;La primavera ya llego &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo es asi &lt;br /&gt;Regreso a la raiz &lt;br /&gt;Tiempo de inquieta juventud &lt;br /&gt;En primavera ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tierra negra se vuelve verde &lt;br /&gt;Y las montanas y el desierto &lt;br /&gt;Un bello jardin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como la semilla &lt;br /&gt;Lleva nueva vida &lt;br /&gt;Hay en esta primavera una nueva era &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el aire de este nuevo universo &lt;br /&gt;Hoy se respira libertad &lt;br /&gt;En primavera ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tierra negra se vuelve verde &lt;br /&gt;Y las montanas y el desierto &lt;br /&gt;Un bello jardin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como la semilla &lt;br /&gt;Leeva nueva vida &lt;br /&gt;Hay en esta primavera una nueva era &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começou Hoje!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-1177499382873676949?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1177499382873676949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=1177499382873676949' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/1177499382873676949'/><link rel='self' 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height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SS4DW7jMzbY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/SS4DW7jMzbY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elis Regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando caminho pela rua lado a lado com você&lt;br /&gt;Me deixas louca&lt;br /&gt;E quando escuto o som alegre do teu riso&lt;br /&gt;Que me dá tanta alegria&lt;br /&gt;Me deixas louca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deixas louca quando vejo mais um dia&lt;br /&gt;Pouco a pouco entardecer&lt;br /&gt;E chega a hora de ir pro quarto escutar&lt;br /&gt;As coisas lindas que começas a dizer&lt;br /&gt;Me deixas louca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando me pedes por favor que nossa lâmpada se apague&lt;br /&gt;Me deixas louca&lt;br /&gt;Quando transmites o calor de tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Pro meu corpo que te espera&lt;br /&gt;Me deixas louca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando sinto que teus braços se cruzaram em minhas costas&lt;br /&gt;Desaparecem as palavras&lt;br /&gt;Outros sons enchem o espaço&lt;br /&gt;Você me abraça, a noite passa&lt;br /&gt;E me deixas louca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse viva, faria hoje 65 anos.&lt;br /&gt;O talento desta mulher arrepia cada um dos meus sentidos! Brilhante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7515875238575956811?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7515875238575956811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7515875238575956811' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7515875238575956811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7515875238575956811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-deixas-louca.html' title='Me Deixas Louca'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8263136187767786754</id><published>2010-03-17T23:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:20:41.744Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banda Sonora'/><title type='text'>Playground Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aCm7K9j6O00&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/aCm7K9j6O00&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor.&lt;br /&gt;Love is all, all my soul.&lt;br /&gt;You're my Playground Love.&lt;br /&gt;Yet my hands are shaking.&lt;br /&gt;I feel my body [remain tense?], no matter, I'm on fire.&lt;br /&gt;On the playground, love.&lt;br /&gt;You're the piece of gold the flushes all my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Extra time, on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;You're my Playground Love.&lt;br /&gt;Anytime, anyway,&lt;br /&gt;You're my Playground Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Docura e inocência.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Love'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7243043837820779775</id><published>2010-03-17T00:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:41:00.226Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>What a Difference a Day made</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1r6GcPqFSo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/F1r6GcPqFSo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Cullum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference a day made, twenty four little hours&lt;br /&gt;Brought the sun and the flowers where there use to be rain&lt;br /&gt;My yesterday was blue dear&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm a part of you dear&lt;br /&gt;My lonely nights are through dear&lt;br /&gt;Since you said you were mine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a difference a day made&lt;br /&gt;There's a rainbow before me&lt;br /&gt;Skies above can't be stormy since that moment of bliss&lt;br /&gt;That thrilling kiss&lt;br /&gt;It's heaven when you find romance on your menu&lt;br /&gt;What a difference a day made&lt;br /&gt;And the difference is you, is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My yesterday was blue dear&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm a part of you dear&lt;br /&gt;My lonely nights are through dear&lt;br /&gt;Since you said you were mine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a difference a day made&lt;br /&gt;There's a rainbow before me&lt;br /&gt;Skies above can't be stormy since that moment of bliss&lt;br /&gt;That thrilling kiss&lt;br /&gt;It's heaven when you find romance on your menu&lt;br /&gt;What a difference a day made&lt;br /&gt;And the difference is you, is you, is you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm... esta é para dançar...&lt;br /&gt;E que bela letra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7243043837820779775?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7243043837820779775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4740129784894829819</id><published>2010-03-17T00:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:24:57.023Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>All at Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RMH7om8av_Y&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/RMH7om8av_Y&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Cullum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all at sea&lt;br /&gt;Where no-one can bother me&lt;br /&gt;Forgot my roots&lt;br /&gt;If only for a day&lt;br /&gt;Just me and my thoughts sailing far away&lt;br /&gt;Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Please just leave me right here on my own&lt;br /&gt;Later on you could spend some time with me&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;All at sea&lt;br /&gt;I'm all at sea&lt;br /&gt;Where no-one can bother me&lt;br /&gt;I sleep by myself&lt;br /&gt;I drink on my own&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak to nobody&lt;br /&gt;I gave away my phone&lt;br /&gt;Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Please just leave me right here on my own&lt;br /&gt;Later on you could spend some time with me&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;All at sea&lt;br /&gt;Now I need you more than ever, I need you more than ever, now&lt;br /&gt;You don't need it every day&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes don't you just crave&lt;br /&gt;To disappear within your mind&lt;br /&gt;You never know what you might find&lt;br /&gt;So come and spend some time with me&lt;br /&gt;We will spend it all at sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Please just leave me right here on my own&lt;br /&gt;Later on you could spend some time with me&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;All at sea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um presente do Samuel! &lt;br /&gt;Na saudade é a música que nos une.&lt;br /&gt;Só podias ser tu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4740129784894829819?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4740129784894829819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4740129784894829819' title='0 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term='Anos 90'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Brasileira'/><title type='text'>Mais Feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ifuPDf1t_C4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/ifuPDf1t_C4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriana Calcanhotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor não vai parar de rolar&lt;br /&gt;De fugir, de seguir como um rio&lt;br /&gt;Como uma pedra que divide o rio&lt;br /&gt;Me diga coisas bonitas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor não vai olhar para traz&lt;br /&gt;Desencantar, nem ser tema de livro&lt;br /&gt;A vida inteira eu quis um verso simples&lt;br /&gt;Pra transformar no que eu digo&lt;br /&gt;Rimas fáceis, calafrios&lt;br /&gt;Fura o dedo faz um pacto comigo&lt;br /&gt;Num segundo teu no meu&lt;br /&gt;Por um segundo mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor não vai olhar para traz&lt;br /&gt;Desencantar, nem ser tema de livro&lt;br /&gt;A vida inteira quis um verso simples&lt;br /&gt;Pra transformar no que eu digo&lt;br /&gt;Rimas fáceis, calafrios&lt;br /&gt;Fura o dedo faz um pacto comigo&lt;br /&gt;Num segundo teu no meu&lt;br /&gt;Por um segundo mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor não vai parar de rolar&lt;br /&gt;De fugir, de seguir como um rio&lt;br /&gt;Como uma pedra que divide o rio&lt;br /&gt;Me diga coisas bonitas&lt;br /&gt;Rimas fáceis, calafrios&lt;br /&gt;Fura o dedo faz um pacto comigo&lt;br /&gt;Num segundo teu no meu&lt;br /&gt;Por um segundo mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um mimo esta música:&lt;br /&gt;"Me diga coisas bonitas&lt;br /&gt;Rimas fáceis, calafrios&lt;br /&gt;Fura o dedo faz um pacto comigo&lt;br /&gt;Num segundo teu no meu&lt;br /&gt;Por um segundo mais feliz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apetece logo fazer juras de amor eterno, mesmo não tendo a quem as fazer!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5851085352172540796?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5851085352172540796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5851085352172540796' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5851085352172540796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbQ1GWVjpYE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/bbQ1GWVjpYE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriana Calcanhotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 familia&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;eu vou publicar 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma música lindíssima...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4670336133019708165?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4670336133019708165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4670336133019708165' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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vislumbre&lt;br /&gt;E toda a verdade em ti é coisa incerta e tão vasta&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu para negar que a tua presença me arrasta?&lt;br /&gt;Quem és tu, na imensidão do deslumbre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As redes são passageiras, as arquitecturas da fuga&lt;br /&gt;De toda a água que corre, de todo o vento que passa&lt;br /&gt;Quando uma teia se rasga ergo à lua a minha taça&lt;br /&gt;E vejo nascer no espelho mais uma ruga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o tecto se escancara e se confunde com a lua&lt;br /&gt;A apontar-me o caminho melhor do que qualquer estrela&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me faz duvidar que foste sempre a mais bela&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, diz-me que és alguém, de novo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a janela se fecha e se transforma num ovo&lt;br /&gt;Ou se desfaz em estilhaços de céu azul e magenta&lt;br /&gt;E o meu olhar tem razões que o coração não frequenta&lt;br /&gt;Por favor diz-me quem és tu, de novo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música de dor e de sonho... Linda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2069474539088523672?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2069474539088523672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2069474539088523672' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2069474539088523672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2069474539088523672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/03/quem-es-tu-de-novo.html' title='Quem és tu, de novo'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-3569654001725304399</id><published>2010-03-10T00:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:20:30.223Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banda Sonora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 60'/><title type='text'>Big GirlsDon't Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YVBvy2cc0Io&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/YVBvy2cc0Io&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankie Valli &amp; The Four Seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry-yi-yi (they don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry (who said they don't cry?)&lt;br /&gt;My girl said goodbye-yi-yi (my oh my)&lt;br /&gt;My girl didn't cry (I wonder why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Silly boy) told my girl we had to break up&lt;br /&gt;(Silly boy) hoped that she would call my bluff&lt;br /&gt;(Silly boy) then she said to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;�Big girls don't cry? &lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry-yi-yi (they don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry (who said they don't cry?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Maybe) I was cru-u-uel (I was cruel)&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm a fool (I'm such a fool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Silly girl) 'Shame on you, your mama said&lt;br /&gt;(Silly girl) 'Shame on you, you're cryin?in bed? (Silly girl) &lt;br /&gt;'Shame on you, you told me lies? Big girls do cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry-yi-yi (they don�t cry)&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry (that�s just an alibi)&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Little girls do Cry...&lt;br /&gt;e Hoje dancei isto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-3569654001725304399?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3569654001725304399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=3569654001725304399' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Capitão Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8qLjaxf1DA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/C8qLjaxf1DA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ornatos Violeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou procurar quem espero&lt;br /&gt;Se o que eu quero é navegar&lt;br /&gt;Pelo tamanho das ondas&lt;br /&gt;Conto não voltar&lt;br /&gt;Parto rumo à primavera&lt;br /&gt;Que em meu fundo se escondeu&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço tudo do que eu sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o mar sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Esperam-me ondas que persistem&lt;br /&gt;Nunca param de bater&lt;br /&gt;Esperam-me homens que desistem&lt;br /&gt;Antes de morrer&lt;br /&gt;Por querer mais do que a vida&lt;br /&gt;Sou a sombra do que eu sou&lt;br /&gt;E ao fim não toquei em nada&lt;br /&gt;Do que em mim tocou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi&lt;br /&gt;Mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parto rumo à maravilha&lt;br /&gt;Rumo à dor que houver pra vir&lt;br /&gt;Se eu encontrar uma ilha&lt;br /&gt;Paro pra sentir&lt;br /&gt;E dar sentido à viagem&lt;br /&gt;Pra sentir que eu sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Se o meu peito diz coragem&lt;br /&gt;Volto a partir em paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi&lt;br /&gt;Mas não agarrei &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu vi, mas não agarrei"&lt;br /&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;"Parto rumo à maravilha, rumo á dor que houver para vir"&lt;br /&gt;vamos lá escolher...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7069299811282436354?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7069299811282436354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7069299811282436354' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7069299811282436354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7069299811282436354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/03/capitao-romance.html' title='Capitão Romance'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-73652177663718268</id><published>2010-03-04T19:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:10:11.948Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 60'/><title type='text'>Here comes the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6tV11acSRk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/U6tV11acSRk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, &lt;br /&gt;and I say it's all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter &lt;br /&gt;Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun &lt;br /&gt;and I say it's all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces &lt;br /&gt;Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun &lt;br /&gt;and I say it's all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting &lt;br /&gt;Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, &lt;br /&gt;and I say it's all right &lt;br /&gt;It's all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o Samuel, uma das pessoas mais queridas deste mundo disse que esta era a música de quando eu chego! :D &lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por tanta amizade e tanto carinho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-73652177663718268?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/73652177663718268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=73652177663718268' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/73652177663718268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/73652177663718268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-comes-sun.html' title='Here comes the Sun'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8006270693001889955</id><published>2010-02-28T19:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:32:08.832Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><title type='text'>A Letter to Elise</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cU6bZ6NtJCs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/cU6bZ6NtJCs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stay here every yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Like keep on acting out the same&lt;br /&gt;The way we act out&lt;br /&gt;Every way to smile&lt;br /&gt;Forget&lt;br /&gt;And make-believe we never needed&lt;br /&gt;Any more than this&lt;br /&gt;Any more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll never really get inside of you&lt;br /&gt;To make your eyes catch fire&lt;br /&gt;The way they should&lt;br /&gt;The way the blue could pull me in&lt;br /&gt;If they only would&lt;br /&gt;If they only would&lt;br /&gt;At least I'd lose this sense of sensing something else&lt;br /&gt;That hides away&lt;br /&gt;From me and you&lt;br /&gt;There're worlds to part&lt;br /&gt;With aching looks and breaking hearts&lt;br /&gt;And all the prayers your hands you make&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just take as much as you can throw&lt;br /&gt;And then throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;Oh I throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;Like throwing faces at the sky&lt;br /&gt;Like throwing arms round&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I stood and stared&lt;br /&gt;Wide-eyed in front of you&lt;br /&gt;And the face I saw looked back&lt;br /&gt;The way I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't hold my tears away&lt;br /&gt;The way you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise believe I never wanted this&lt;br /&gt;I thought this time I'd keep all of my promises&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were the girl I always dreamed about&lt;br /&gt;But I let the dream go&lt;br /&gt;And the promises broke&lt;br /&gt;And the make-believe ran out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Elise&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stay here every yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Like keep on acting out the same&lt;br /&gt;The way we act out&lt;br /&gt;Every way to smile&lt;br /&gt;Forget&lt;br /&gt;And make-believe we never needed&lt;br /&gt;Any more than this&lt;br /&gt;Any more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I try to pick it up&lt;br /&gt;Like falling sand&lt;br /&gt;As fast as I pick it up&lt;br /&gt;It runs away through my clutching hands&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing else I can really do&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I can really do&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else &lt;br /&gt;I can really do&lt;br /&gt;At all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito bonita! Muito triste....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8006270693001889955?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8006270693001889955/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8006270693001889955' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8006270693001889955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8006270693001889955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/letter-to-elise.html' title='A Letter to Elise'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-9029572963806588357</id><published>2010-02-27T19:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-27T19:38:19.276Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>The Part You Throw Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmSMKxcFdOs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/KmSMKxcFdOs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Waits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dance real slow&lt;br /&gt;You wreck it down&lt;br /&gt;You walk away, then you&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did that old blonde&lt;br /&gt;Gal say?&lt;br /&gt;That is the part...&lt;br /&gt;You throw away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that beggars eyes&lt;br /&gt;A winning horse&lt;br /&gt;A tidy Mexican divorce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Mary's prayers&lt;br /&gt;Houdini's Hands&lt;br /&gt;And a Barman who always&lt;br /&gt;Understands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you loose the flowers&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the vase&lt;br /&gt;Will you wipe all those teardrops&lt;br /&gt;Away from your fase&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking&lt;br /&gt;As I close the door&lt;br /&gt;I have done all of this&lt;br /&gt;Many times before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bone must go&lt;br /&gt;The wish can stay&lt;br /&gt;The kiss don't know&lt;br /&gt;What the lips will say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget I've hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Put stones in your bed&lt;br /&gt;And remember to never&lt;br /&gt;Mind instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all of your letters&lt;br /&gt;Burned up in the fire&lt;br /&gt;Time is just memory&lt;br /&gt;Mixed in with Desire&lt;br /&gt;That's not the road it is&lt;br /&gt;Only the map...I say&lt;br /&gt;Gone just like matches&lt;br /&gt;From a closed down cabaret&lt;br /&gt;In a Portuguese Saloon&lt;br /&gt;A fly is a circling around&lt;br /&gt;The room&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon forget the&lt;br /&gt;Tune that you play&lt;br /&gt;For that is the part&lt;br /&gt;You throw away&lt;br /&gt;Ah, that is the part&lt;br /&gt;You throw away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta letra é lindíssima! &lt;br /&gt;The part you throw away...&lt;br /&gt;p.s. - tem uma referência a Portugal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-9029572963806588357?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/9029572963806588357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=9029572963806588357' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/9029572963806588357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/9029572963806588357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/part-you-throw-away.html' title='The Part You Throw Away'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-589993080366498762</id><published>2010-02-26T21:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:31:05.168Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Goin' Out West</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E4_N2F4o4cU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/E4_N2F4o4cU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Waits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm goin' out west&lt;br /&gt;Where the wind blows tall&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Tony Franciosa&lt;br /&gt;Used to date my ma&lt;br /&gt;They got some money out there&lt;br /&gt;They're giving it away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do what I want&lt;br /&gt;Do what I want&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna get paid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little brown sausages&lt;br /&gt;Lying in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I ain't no extra baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man&lt;br /&gt;Well my parole officer&lt;br /&gt;WIll be proud of me&lt;br /&gt;With my Olds 88&lt;br /&gt;And the devil on a leash&lt;br /&gt;My Olds 88&lt;br /&gt;And the devil on a leash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I kno karate, Voodoo too&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make myself available to you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need no make up&lt;br /&gt;I got real scars&lt;br /&gt;I got hair on my chest&lt;br /&gt;I look good without a shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't lose my composure&lt;br /&gt;In a high speed chase&lt;br /&gt;Well my friends think I'm ugly&lt;br /&gt;I got a masculine face&lt;br /&gt;I got some dragstrip courage&lt;br /&gt;I can really drive a bed&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna change my name&lt;br /&gt;To Hannibal or maybe&lt;br /&gt;Just Rex&lt;br /&gt;Change my name to Hannibal&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just Rex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna drive all night&lt;br /&gt;Take some speed&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wait for the sun&lt;br /&gt;To shine down on me&lt;br /&gt;I cut a hole in my roof&lt;br /&gt;In the shape of a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm goin' out west&lt;br /&gt;Where they'll appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;Goin' out west&lt;br /&gt;Goin' out west&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou muito à bola com o original, mas esta versão está muito boa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-589993080366498762?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/589993080366498762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=589993080366498762' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/589993080366498762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/589993080366498762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/goin-out-west.html' title='Goin&apos; Out West'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4558153557998358713</id><published>2010-02-25T23:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:49:32.896Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Choose Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hEtLDM38CMA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/hEtLDM38CMA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita Redshoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to hide, but I look for you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I choose to run, but I'm begging for you to come&lt;br /&gt;I wanna breake, but I know that you can't take&lt;br /&gt;I stay a while, to be sure that you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at me, just look inside 'cause I can go through&lt;br /&gt;Tell me are you going tired, of what I don't do&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see I wanna fight, 'cause I don't feel scared&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to find, things that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;I choose to stare, but I can take you anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay, but my soul leaves you anyway&lt;br /&gt;Can close the door, and love could you give me more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at me, just look inside 'cause I can go through&lt;br /&gt;Tell me are you going tired, of what I don't do&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see I wanna fight, 'cause I don't feel scared&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose love, choose love, love, choose love, choose love, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear I wanna fight, 'cause this time I won't be wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I can waste this precious time, asking where do I belong&lt;br /&gt;So let me know your love is real, 'cause this time you won't control&lt;br /&gt;Tell me please what do you feel, do I have to save your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose love, choose love, love, choose love, choose love [repeat 5x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é isto que sinto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4558153557998358713?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4558153557998358713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4558153557998358713' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4558153557998358713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4558153557998358713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/choose-love.html' title='Choose Love'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-3393494844203653445</id><published>2010-02-23T00:12:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-02-23T00:24:45.565Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Adeus, Não Afastes os Teus Olhos dos Meus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z8HZQ7xns0Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Z8HZQ7xns0Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Fonseca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dormes&lt;br /&gt;E te esqueces&lt;br /&gt;O que ves&lt;br /&gt;Tu quem és&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu voltar&lt;br /&gt;O que vais dizer?&lt;br /&gt;Vou sentar no meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus&lt;br /&gt;Nao afastes os teus olhos dos meus&lt;br /&gt;Isolar para sempre este tempo&lt;br /&gt;É tudo o que tenho para dar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando acordas&lt;br /&gt;Porque quem chamas tu?&lt;br /&gt;Vou esperar&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ficar&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus braços&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou conseguir fixar&lt;br /&gt;O teu ar&lt;br /&gt;A tua surpresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus&lt;br /&gt;Não afastes os teus olhos dos meus&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou agarrar este tempo&lt;br /&gt;E nunca mais largar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus&lt;br /&gt;Não afastes os teus braços dos meus&lt;br /&gt;Vou ficar para sempre neste tempo&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou, vou conseguir para-lo&lt;br /&gt;Vou conseguir para-lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou conseguir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus&lt;br /&gt;Não afastes os teus olhos dos meus&lt;br /&gt;Vou ficar para sempre neste tempo&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou conseguir para-lo&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou conseguir guarda-lo&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou conseguir ficar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não afastes os teus olhos dos meus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-3393494844203653445?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3393494844203653445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=3393494844203653445' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3393494844203653445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3393494844203653445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/adeus-nao-afastes-os-teus-olhos-dos.html' title='Adeus, Não Afastes os Teus Olhos dos Meus'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-215897578293055784</id><published>2010-02-18T15:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:49:44.490Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>The Fixer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdF1Rqet9E8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/PdF1Rqet9E8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;When somethings dark, let me shed a little light on it &lt;br /&gt;When somethings cold, let me put a little fire on it &lt;br /&gt;If somethings old, I wanna put a bit of shine on it &lt;br /&gt;When somethings gone, I wanna fight to get it back again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fight to get it back again &lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When somethings broke, I wanna put a bit of fixin on it &lt;br /&gt;When somethings bored, I wanna put a little exciting on it &lt;br /&gt;If somethings low, I wanna put a little high on it &lt;br /&gt;When somethings lost, I wanna fight to get it back again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fight to get it back again &lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When signals cross, I wanna put a little straight on it &lt;br /&gt;If theres no love, I wanna try to love again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll say your prayers, I’ll take your side &lt;br /&gt;I'll find us a way to make light &lt;br /&gt;I'll dig your grave, we'll dance and sing &lt;br /&gt;What's saved could be one last lifetime &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, hey, hey &lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fight to get it back again &lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;fight to get it back again, yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;fight to get it back again, yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma grande música! E é mesmo disto que eu preciso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-215897578293055784?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/215897578293055784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=215897578293055784' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/215897578293055784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/215897578293055784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/fixer.html' title='The Fixer'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5504485665666397602</id><published>2010-02-15T18:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:39:56.907Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 70'/><title type='text'>Moda do Entrudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-xSY4beUHs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/e-xSY4beUHs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeca Afonso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó entrudo Ó entrudo &lt;br /&gt;Ó entrudo chocalheiro &lt;br /&gt;Que não deixas assentar &lt;br /&gt;as mocinhas ao solheiro &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ir para o monte &lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ir para o monte &lt;br /&gt;Que no monte é qu'eu estou bem &lt;br /&gt;Que no monte é qu'eu estou bem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ir para o monte &lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ir para o monte &lt;br /&gt;Onde não veja ninguém &lt;br /&gt;Que no monte é qu'eu estou bem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas casa são caiadas &lt;br /&gt;Estas casa são caiadas &lt;br /&gt;Quem seria a caiadeira &lt;br /&gt;Quem seria a caiadeira &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o noivo mais a noiva &lt;br /&gt;Foi o noivo mais a noiva &lt;br /&gt;Com um ramo de laranjeira &lt;br /&gt;Quem seria a caiadeira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Grande música da época :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5504485665666397602?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5504485665666397602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5504485665666397602' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5504485665666397602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5504485665666397602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/zeca-afonso-o-entrudo-o-entrudo-o.html' title='Moda do Entrudo'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-761176302069159954</id><published>2010-02-14T15:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:05:11.004Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 50'/><title type='text'>Love Me Tender</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZBUb0ElnNY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/HZBUb0ElnNY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;Love me sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;You have made my life complete,&lt;br /&gt;And I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;Love me true,&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;For my darlin I love you,&lt;br /&gt;And I always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;Love me long,&lt;br /&gt;Take me to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;For it's there that I belong,&lt;br /&gt;And well never part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;Love me dear,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours through all the years,&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;Love me true,&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;For my darlin I love you,&lt;br /&gt;And I always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque hoje é dia de S. Valentim, dia de sozinha ou acompanhada, celebrar o amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-761176302069159954?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/761176302069159954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=761176302069159954' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/761176302069159954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/761176302069159954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-me-tender.html' title='Love Me Tender'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8548419964579751722</id><published>2010-02-11T23:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:38:21.841Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Amuo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9mUZrJfh9EM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/9mUZrJfh9EM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clã Feat. Fernanda Takai (Pato Fu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo que estás mais crescida&lt;br /&gt;Já dobras a frustração&lt;br /&gt;Bates com a porta ao mundo&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele te diz não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envolves o teu espaço&lt;br /&gt;Na tua membrana ausente&lt;br /&gt;Recuas atrás um passo&lt;br /&gt;Para depois dar dois em frente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amuar faz bem&lt;br /&gt;Amuar faz bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficas descalça em casa&lt;br /&gt;A fazer a tua cura&lt;br /&gt;Salva por um bom amuo&lt;br /&gt;De fazer má figura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã o mundo inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Vai perguntar onde foste&lt;br /&gt;E tu dizes apenas&lt;br /&gt;Que saíeste, viajaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amuar faz bem&lt;br /&gt;Amuar faz bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada como um bom amuo&lt;br /&gt;Apenas um recuo quando nada sai bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E depois voltar&lt;br /&gt;Como se nada fosse&lt;br /&gt;E reencontrar o lugar&lt;br /&gt;Guardado por um bom amuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes preciso da magia dos Clã para conseguir respirar fundo.&lt;br /&gt;Disso e de amuar... quando nada sai bem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8548419964579751722?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8548419964579751722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8548419964579751722' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8548419964579751722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8548419964579751722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/amuo.html' title='Amuo'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4168870274916359916</id><published>2010-02-09T00:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:13:55.098Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Fix You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pY9b6jgbNyc&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/pY9b6jgbNyc&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ColdPlay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want, but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And high up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;br /&gt;And on your face I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;br /&gt;And on your face I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta música foi escrita para a mulher do Chris Martin, quando ela perdeu o pai. É uma música de colo. Uma declaração de amor. E é linda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4168870274916359916?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4168870274916359916/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4168870274916359916' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4168870274916359916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4168870274916359916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/fix-you.html' title='Fix You'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4839869199179038793</id><published>2010-02-07T21:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:32:52.737Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>The Scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdBym7kv2IM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/EdBym7kv2IM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are.&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, tell you I need you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions,&lt;br /&gt;Oh lets go back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, Comin' in tails&lt;br /&gt;Heads on a science apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessin' at numbers and figures,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the puzzles apart.&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science, science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I rush to the start.&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' in circles, Chasin' tails&lt;br /&gt;Comin' back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh oooooo&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh oooooo&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh oooooo&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh oooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't know how lovely you are." Esta frase não é simplemente maravilhosa?&lt;br /&gt;E: "Nobody said it was easy,/No one ever said it would be so hard." - Não é esmagadoramente realista?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4839869199179038793?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4839869199179038793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4839869199179038793' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4839869199179038793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4839869199179038793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/scientist.html' title='The Scientist'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5039272584041648261</id><published>2010-02-01T22:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:26:49.113Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Dear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UyLdTF2lzzE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/UyLdTF2lzzE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Mena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always treasure the naivety &lt;br /&gt;Of the past we’ve shared &lt;br /&gt;Our bodies grew much faster than our minds &lt;br /&gt;But together we got good at stopping time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teen angst drove me to hurt myself &lt;br /&gt;And I made u watch &lt;br /&gt;Oh the pain I must have caused &lt;br /&gt;But by staying around u saved my life (saved my life) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant to be lovers &lt;br /&gt;Just fellow late bloomers &lt;br /&gt;Who blossomed the part (2x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching my parents &lt;br /&gt;made me look for something destructive &lt;br /&gt;And there u were &lt;br /&gt;With all the characteristics of my mom &lt;br /&gt;Familiarity of home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The geographic gap let to forced adulthood &lt;br /&gt;And your rage exposed &lt;br /&gt;I’m glad we left things when we did &lt;br /&gt;I doubt I’d survive another bloody moan &lt;br /&gt;We were never meant to be lovers &lt;br /&gt;We just mirrored each other’s self destructiveness (self destructiveness) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spotlight burned in the room when we were together &lt;br /&gt;And we played our parts &lt;br /&gt;And I wore an imaginary tv screen &lt;br /&gt;So u never got to touch my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant to be lovers &lt;br /&gt;Our egos fed of each other &lt;br /&gt;And died overweight 2x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I’d seen it all when u first walked in &lt;br /&gt;But u shut me up &lt;br /&gt;And challenged every wrong perception I’ve had of myself &lt;br /&gt;And u haven’t ever stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta música é linda, não é?&lt;br /&gt;Já tenho outras duas desta menina por cá. &lt;br /&gt;"We were never meant to be lovers"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5039272584041648261?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5039272584041648261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5039272584041648261' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5039272584041648261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5039272584041648261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/02/dear.html' title='Dear...'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5783248020182577582</id><published>2010-01-31T19:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:48:33.175Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Right To Be Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wcpEte4plbw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/wcpEte4plbw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joss Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;My mistakes will make me strong&lt;br /&gt;I'm stepping out into the great unknown&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling wings though I've never flown&lt;br /&gt;Got a mind of my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm flesh and blood to the bone&lt;br /&gt;I'm not made of stone&lt;br /&gt;Got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;So just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;I've been held down too long&lt;br /&gt;I've got to break free&lt;br /&gt;So I can finally breathe&lt;br /&gt;Got THE right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;Got to sing my own song&lt;br /&gt;I might be singing out of key&lt;br /&gt;But it sure feels good to me&lt;br /&gt;Got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;So just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're entitled to your opinion&lt;br /&gt;But it's really my decision&lt;br /&gt;I can't turn back I'm on a mission&lt;br /&gt;If you care don't you dare blur my vision&lt;br /&gt;Let me be all that I can be&lt;br /&gt;Don't smother me with negativity&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's out there waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to face it willingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;My mistakes will make me strong&lt;br /&gt;I'm stepping out into the great unknown&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling wings though I've never flown&lt;br /&gt;I've got a mind of my own&lt;br /&gt;Flesh and blood to the bone&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm not made of stone&lt;br /&gt;I've got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;So just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;I've been held down to long&lt;br /&gt;I've got to break free&lt;br /&gt;So I can finally breathe&lt;br /&gt;I've got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;Got to sing my own song&lt;br /&gt;I might be singing out of key&lt;br /&gt;But it sure feels good to me&lt;br /&gt;I've got a right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;So just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje foi tarde de Joss Stone. Gosto muito desta música... Libertação!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5783248020182577582?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5783248020182577582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5783248020182577582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5783248020182577582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5783248020182577582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/right-to-be-wrong.html' title='Right To Be Wrong'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5148515525584518962</id><published>2010-01-31T19:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:31:11.775Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>You Had Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YEDc_Mt6IH0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/YEDc_Mt6IH0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joss Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had me&lt;br /&gt;You lost me&lt;br /&gt;You're wasted&lt;br /&gt;You cost me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you here messing with my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spitting in my eyes and I still see&lt;br /&gt;Tried to keep me down&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking free&lt;br /&gt;I don't want no part in your next fix&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to tell you &lt;br /&gt;This is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;br /&gt;Listen you'll be missin' &lt;br /&gt;Out on all my love and my kissing&lt;br /&gt;Make your mistakes on your own time &lt;br /&gt;When you come down you're just no good to have around&lt;br /&gt;Instead of making money you took mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;You had me&lt;br /&gt;You lost me&lt;br /&gt;You're wasted&lt;br /&gt;You cost me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you here messing with my mind&lt;br /&gt;I've realized in time &lt;br /&gt;that my eyes are not blind&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it before&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking back my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tried to trade on my naivete&lt;br /&gt;But the things you do and say embarrass me&lt;br /&gt;See once upon a time I was your fool &lt;br /&gt;But the one I leave behind he is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;br /&gt;Listen you'll be missin' &lt;br /&gt;Out on all my love and my kissing&lt;br /&gt;Make your mistakes on your own time &lt;br /&gt;When you come down you're just no good to have around&lt;br /&gt;Instead of making money you took mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vodka and a packet of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;That's all it used to be but now&lt;br /&gt;You're sniffing on snow when you're feeling low&lt;br /&gt;Suffocating dreams that could have &lt;br /&gt;Maybe for a minute I'd be down with that&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't take long for me to see the light&lt;br /&gt;You swore you had control of it &lt;br /&gt;But when I stepped back you slipped on your supply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking it back I'm taking it back&lt;br /&gt;Taking back my life&lt;br /&gt;Taking it back I'm taking it back&lt;br /&gt;Taking back my life&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody got no business stressing all the time&lt;br /&gt;Taking it back I'm taking it back&lt;br /&gt;Taking back my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking it back I'm taking it back&lt;br /&gt;Taking back my life&lt;br /&gt;Taking it back I'm taking it back&lt;br /&gt;Taking back my life&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody got no business stressing all the time&lt;br /&gt;Taking it back I'm taking it back&lt;br /&gt;Taking back my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Taking back my life" identifico-me com o processo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5148515525584518962?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5148515525584518962/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5148515525584518962' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5148515525584518962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5148515525584518962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-had-me.html' title='You Had Me'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-1449172931653997296</id><published>2010-01-31T01:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:35:17.796Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><title type='text'>Shape of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/037uSAIahho&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/037uSAIahho&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He deals the cards as a meditation&lt;br /&gt;And those he plays never suspect&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't play for the money he wins&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't play for the respect&lt;br /&gt;He deals the cards to find the answer&lt;br /&gt;The sacred geometry of chance&lt;br /&gt;The hidden law of probable outcome&lt;br /&gt;The numbers lead a dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier&lt;br /&gt;I know that the clubs are weapons of war&lt;br /&gt;I know that diamonds mean money for this art&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the shape of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may play the jack of diamonds&lt;br /&gt;He may lay the queen of spades&lt;br /&gt;He may conceal a king in his hand&lt;br /&gt;While the memory of it fades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier&lt;br /&gt;I know that the clubs are weapons of war&lt;br /&gt;I know that diamonds mean money for this art&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the shape of my heart&lt;br /&gt;That's not the shape, the shape of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I told you that I loved you&lt;br /&gt;You'd maybe think there's something wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a man of too many faces&lt;br /&gt;The mask I wear is one&lt;br /&gt;Those who speak know nothing&lt;br /&gt;And find out to their cost&lt;br /&gt;Like those who curse their luck in too many places&lt;br /&gt;And those who fear are lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier&lt;br /&gt;I know that the clubs are weapons of war&lt;br /&gt;I know that diamonds mean money for this art&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the shape of my heart&lt;br /&gt;That's not the shape of my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not the shape of my heart"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-1449172931653997296?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1449172931653997296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=1449172931653997296' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/1449172931653997296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/1449172931653997296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/shape-of-my-heart.html' title='Shape of My Heart'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2001864501875267110</id><published>2010-01-28T22:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:38:10.362Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Runs In The Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O_JFjY5Y0Os&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/O_JFjY5Y0Os&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Palmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend has problems with winter &amp; autumn.&lt;br /&gt;They give him prescriptions &amp; shine bright lights on him.&lt;br /&gt;They say it's genetic, they say he can't help it, they say you can catch it - but sometimes you're born with it.&lt;br /&gt;My friend despite he gets shakes in the night &amp; they say that there's no way that they could have caught it in time takes his toll on him. &lt;br /&gt;It is traditional.&lt;br /&gt;It is inherited.&lt;br /&gt;Predispositional &lt;br /&gt;Day I've been wondering what is inside of me, who can I blame for it? &lt;br /&gt;I say it runs in the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This family that carries me to such great lengths to open my legs up for anyone who'll have me. It runs in the family, I came by it honestly, do what you want who knows it might fill me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;fill me up&lt;br /&gt;me up &lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's depressed she's a wreck, she's a mess.&lt;br /&gt;They've done all sorts of tests &amp; they guess it has something to do with her grandmother's grandmother's grandmother saving war soldiers who probably infected her.&lt;br /&gt;My friend has validation in some allergies that she dates back to the 17th century.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow she manages in her misery.&lt;br /&gt;Strips in the city and shows all her best tricks.&lt;br /&gt;I mean well, I'm well well I mean I'm in hell well I still have my healthy at least that's what they tell me.&lt;br /&gt;If wellness is this what in hells name is sickness?&lt;br /&gt;But business is business and business runs in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to bruise easily.&lt;br /&gt;Mad in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you cuz I want you to know me - know me &amp; my family.&lt;br /&gt;We're wonderful folks, but don't get to close to me cuz you might knock me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;knock me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary have mercy now look what I've done but don't blame cuz I can't help where I come from.&lt;br /&gt;Running is something that we've always done well &amp; mostly I can't even tell what I'm running from.&lt;br /&gt;Run from their pity, from responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;Run from the country &amp; run from the city.&lt;br /&gt;I can run from the law, I can run from myself.&lt;br /&gt;I can run from my life, I can run into debt.&lt;br /&gt;I can run from it all, I can run til I'm gone. &lt;br /&gt;I can run for the office &amp; run for my cause.&lt;br /&gt;I can run using every last ounce of energy.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot, I cannot, I cannot run from my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're hiding inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't change my life.&lt;br /&gt;Help me if you might but don't tell my family.&lt;br /&gt;They'd never forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;They'd say that I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;But they would say anything if it would shut me up......Shut me up.....Shut me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;Shut me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up&lt;br /&gt;me up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta tem um som diferente mas eu também gostei muito! Neste momento não sei de qual gosto mais, mas um dia vou saber :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2001864501875267110?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2001864501875267110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2001864501875267110' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2001864501875267110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2001864501875267110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/runs-in-family_28.html' title='Runs In The Family'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-1481803406283815383</id><published>2010-01-28T22:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:38:58.993Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Astronaut: A Short History of Nearly Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1O6GqCwjh-k&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/1O6GqCwjh-k&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Palmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to have some love &lt;br /&gt;small enough to slip inside a book &lt;br /&gt;small enough to cover with your hands &lt;br /&gt;because everyone around you wants to look &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it enough to have some love &lt;br /&gt;small enough to fit inside the cracks &lt;br /&gt;the pieces don’t fit together so good &lt;br /&gt;with all the breaking and all the gluing back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am still not getting what i want &lt;br /&gt;i want to touch the back of your right arm &lt;br /&gt;i wish you could remind me who i was &lt;br /&gt;because every day I’m a little further off &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you are, my love, the astronaut &lt;br /&gt;flying in the face of science &lt;br /&gt;i will gladly stay an afterthought &lt;br /&gt;just bring back some nice reminders &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is it getting harder to pretend &lt;br /&gt;that life goes on without you in the wake &lt;br /&gt;and can you see the means without the end &lt;br /&gt;in the random frantic action that we take &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is it getting easy not to care &lt;br /&gt;despite the many rings around your name &lt;br /&gt;it isn’t funny and it isn’t fair &lt;br /&gt;you’ve traveled all this way and it’s the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you are, my love, the astronaut &lt;br /&gt;flying in the face of science &lt;br /&gt;i will gladly stay an afterthought &lt;br /&gt;just bring back some nice reminders &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would tell them anything to see you split the evening &lt;br /&gt;but as you see i do not have an awful lot to tell &lt;br /&gt;everybody’s sick for something that they can find fascinating &lt;br /&gt;everyone but you and even you aren’t feeling well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(instrumental) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes you are, my love, the astronaut &lt;br /&gt;crashing in the name of science &lt;br /&gt;just my luck they found your upper half &lt;br /&gt;it’s a very nice reminder &lt;br /&gt;it’s a very nice reminder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you may be acquainted with the night &lt;br /&gt;but I have seen the darkness in the day &lt;br /&gt;and you must know it is a terrifying sight &lt;br /&gt;because you and i are living the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uns tempos falaram-me da música desta menina e eu saquei o cd para espreitar. Ficou esquecido até hoje. Gostei muito! Esta foi das que gostei mais!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-1481803406283815383?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1481803406283815383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=1481803406283815383' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/1481803406283815383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/1481803406283815383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/astronaut-short-history-of-nearly.html' title='Astronaut: A Short History of Nearly Nothing'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8713672597290680924</id><published>2010-01-27T22:22:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:05:31.873Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 60'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>These Boots Are Made For Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjV2K2OjYQc&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/XjV2K2OjYQc&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Legendary Tiger Man (Paulo Furtado) &amp; Maria de Medeiros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep saying you've got something for me.&lt;br /&gt;something you call love, but confess.&lt;br /&gt;You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'&lt;br /&gt;and now someone else is gettin' all your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do&lt;br /&gt;one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin'&lt;br /&gt;and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet.&lt;br /&gt;You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'.&lt;br /&gt;Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do&lt;br /&gt;one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin&lt;br /&gt;and you keep thinkin' that you'll never get burnt.&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah&lt;br /&gt;and what he know you ain't HAD time to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorei esta música: misteriosa, inocente, sensual, poderosa,... (até parece que me estou a descrever a mim! :P eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O original fica sempre bem por aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yRkovnss7sg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/yRkovnss7sg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8713672597290680924?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8713672597290680924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8713672597290680924' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8713672597290680924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8713672597290680924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/these-boots-are-made-for-walking.html' title='These Boots Are Made For Walking'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5367017548466969368</id><published>2010-01-25T23:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:47:28.885Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banda Sonora'/><title type='text'>Guaranteed</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f69QnJHUJS4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/f69QnJHUJS4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On bended knee is no way to be free&lt;br /&gt;Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently&lt;br /&gt;All my destinations will accept the one that's me&lt;br /&gt;So I can breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circles they grow and they swallow people whole&lt;br /&gt;Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they'll never know&lt;br /&gt;A mind full of questions, and a teacher in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come closer or I'll have to go&lt;br /&gt;Holding me like gravity are places that pull&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was someone to keep me at home&lt;br /&gt;It would be you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I come across, in cages they bought&lt;br /&gt;They think of me and my wandering, but I'm never what they thought&lt;br /&gt;I've got my indignation, but I'm pure in all my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my being is a road that disappeared&lt;br /&gt;Late at night I hear the trees, they're singing with the dead&lt;br /&gt;Overhead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to me as I find a way to be&lt;br /&gt;Consider me a satellite, forever orbiting&lt;br /&gt;I knew all the rules, but the rules did not know me&lt;br /&gt;Guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me quero tornar repetitiva, mas esta música é esmagadora! Mesmo esmagadora!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5367017548466969368?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5367017548466969368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5367017548466969368' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5367017548466969368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5367017548466969368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/guaranteed.html' title='Guaranteed'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-3538613946141785366</id><published>2010-01-25T23:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:39:29.366Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banda Sonora'/><title type='text'>Rise</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/32Js2Ef5Ojg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/32Js2Ef5Ojg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the way of the world&lt;br /&gt;You can never know&lt;br /&gt;Just where to put all your faith&lt;br /&gt;And how will it grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna rise up&lt;br /&gt;Burning back holes in dark memories&lt;br /&gt;Gonna rise up&lt;br /&gt;Turning mistakes into gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the passage of time&lt;br /&gt;Too fast to fold&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly swallowed by signs&lt;br /&gt;Low and behold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna rise up&lt;br /&gt;Find my direction magnetically&lt;br /&gt;Gonna rise up&lt;br /&gt;Throw down my ace in the hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda na onde de ontem... Muito bonita esta música.&lt;br /&gt;Por estes dias faz 2 anos que vi o filme... as coisas de que me lembro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-3538613946141785366?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3538613946141785366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=3538613946141785366' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3538613946141785366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3538613946141785366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/rise.html' title='Rise'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-6885423589904498770</id><published>2010-01-24T23:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:49:18.617Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banda Sonora'/><title type='text'>Long Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0V7WItOr4O8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/0V7WItOr4O8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear&lt;br /&gt;For when I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be better off than I was before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this light&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around to grow&lt;br /&gt;Who I was before&lt;br /&gt;I cannot recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long nights allow me to feel...&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling...I am falling&lt;br /&gt;The lights go out&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;I am falling safely to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this soul that's inside me now&lt;br /&gt;Like a brand new friend&lt;br /&gt;I'll forever know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this light&lt;br /&gt;And the will to show&lt;br /&gt;I will always be better than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long nights allow me to feel...&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling...I am falling&lt;br /&gt;The lights go out&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;I am falling safely to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me lembre, este foi o último filme que me fez chorar... É um filme magnífico, com uma fotografia de cortar a respiração e com uma história bruta, verídica! A história é tão poderosa que se não nos disserem que aconteceu, ninguém parte desse princípio. A acompanhar isso tudo há uma banda sonora incrível do Eddie Vedder que ultimamente me tem apetecido muito ouvir. Se calhar porque o genial Just Breathe me faz lembrar esta sonoridade.&lt;br /&gt;Pela música, pela letra, pela história do filme, pela minha história, pelo meu momento. Hoje a música é esta... e outras como esta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-6885423589904498770?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6885423589904498770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=6885423589904498770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6885423589904498770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6885423589904498770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-nights.html' title='Long Nights'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-9098835929691097523</id><published>2010-01-23T17:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-23T17:12:05.124Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Brasileira'/><title type='text'>Trajetória</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5lFdAz3AIJg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/5lFdAz3AIJg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Rita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não perca tempo assim contando história&lt;br /&gt;Pra que forçar tanto a memória&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que a triste hora do fim se faz notória&lt;br /&gt;E continuar a trajetória&lt;br /&gt;É retroceder&lt;br /&gt;Não há no mundo lei que possa condenar&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que a um outro alguém deixou de amar&lt;br /&gt;Eu já me preparei, parei para pensar&lt;br /&gt;E vi que é bem melhor não perguntar&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que tem que ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém jamais pôde mudar&lt;br /&gt;Recebe menos quem mais tem pra dar&lt;br /&gt;E agora queira dar licença, que eu já vou&lt;br /&gt;Deixa assim, por favor&lt;br /&gt;Não ligue se acaso o meu pranto rolar, tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Me deseje só felicidade, vamos manter a amizade&lt;br /&gt;Mas não me queira só por pena&lt;br /&gt;Nem me crie mais problemas&lt;br /&gt;Nem perca tempo assim contando história...&lt;br /&gt;(volta ao início)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ouvi esta música, que já tinha ouvido muitas vezes, e foi como se a ouvisse pela primeira vez. Abalou-me como um estalo. Chorei... como se tivesse para despejar todas as mágoa do mundo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-9098835929691097523?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/9098835929691097523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=9098835929691097523' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/9098835929691097523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/9098835929691097523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/trajetoria.html' title='Trajetória'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4452660136980586803</id><published>2010-01-21T21:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:43:43.959Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><title type='text'>Learn to Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:8633" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashVars="configParams=vid%3D8633%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A8633" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/foo_fighters/artist.jhtml" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;New Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/video/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;More Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run and tell all of the angels &lt;br /&gt;This could take all night &lt;br /&gt;Think I need a devil to help me get things right &lt;br /&gt;Hook me up a new revolution &lt;br /&gt;Cause this one is a lie &lt;br /&gt;We sat around laughing and watched the last one die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking to the sky to save me &lt;br /&gt;Looking for a sign of life &lt;br /&gt;Looking for something to help me burn out bright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a complication &lt;br /&gt;Looking cause I'm tired of lying &lt;br /&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to fly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm done nursing patience &lt;br /&gt;It couldn't wait one night &lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all away if you give me one last try &lt;br /&gt;We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life &lt;br /&gt;Run and tell the angels that everything is alright... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking to the sky to save me &lt;br /&gt;Looking for a sign of life &lt;br /&gt;Looking for something to help me burn out bright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a complication &lt;br /&gt;Looking cause I'm tired of trying &lt;br /&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to fly &lt;br /&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone &lt;br /&gt;Try to make this life my own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone &lt;br /&gt;Try to make this life my own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking to the sky to save me &lt;br /&gt;Looking for a sign of life (sign of life) &lt;br /&gt;Looking for something to help me burn out bright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a complication &lt;br /&gt;Looking cause I'm tired of trying (tired of trying) &lt;br /&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking to the sky to save me &lt;br /&gt;Looking for a sign of life (sign of life) &lt;br /&gt;Looking for something to help me burn out bright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a complication &lt;br /&gt;Looking cause I'm tired of trying &lt;br /&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to fly &lt;br /&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to fly &lt;br /&gt;Make my way back home when I learn to (Learn to, learn to, learn, to learn to) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já tinha saudades! Muito bom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4452660136980586803?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4452660136980586803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4452660136980586803' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4452660136980586803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4452660136980586803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/learn-to-fly.html' title='Learn to Fly'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4133666519232404189</id><published>2010-01-16T23:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:28:31.372Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Year of the Rat</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PScUdYTO0UM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/PScUdYTO0UM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badly Drawn Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June is on the run for so long&lt;br /&gt;Pushed and pulled then shunned it was so wrong &lt;br /&gt;These 4 walls crashing in wont stop me now&lt;br /&gt;Coz im alive, im out tonight, all night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs to know its the year of the rat&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we've got to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Coz if we hold on we could find some new energy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streets with flags unfurled like treasure&lt;br /&gt;Thank me for my words its a pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Just dont ask me to stay coz ill be gone&lt;br /&gt;But its alright, i'm ok, always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs to know its the year of the rat&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we've got to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Coz if we hold on we could find some new energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One plus one is one together&lt;br /&gt;One plus one is one forever&lt;br /&gt;One plus one is one together&lt;br /&gt;One plus one is one forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje sou eu que preciso de um abraço...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4133666519232404189?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4133666519232404189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4133666519232404189' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4133666519232404189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PScUdYTO0UM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/PScUdYTO0UM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badly Drawn Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June is on the run for so long&lt;br /&gt;Pushed and pulled then shunned it was so wrong &lt;br /&gt;These 4 walls crashing in wont stop me now&lt;br /&gt;Coz im alive, im out tonight, all night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs to know its the year of the rat&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we've got to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Coz if we hold on we could find some new energy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streets with flags unfurled like treasure&lt;br /&gt;Thank me for my words its a pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Just dont ask me to stay coz ill be gone&lt;br /&gt;But its alright, i'm ok, always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs to know its the year of the rat&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we've got to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Coz if we hold on we could find some new energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One plus one is one together&lt;br /&gt;One plus one is one forever&lt;br /&gt;One plus one is one together&lt;br /&gt;One plus one is one forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje sou eu que preciso de um abraço...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-588979198136868449?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/588979198136868449/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=588979198136868449' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/588979198136868449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/588979198136868449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-of-rat.html' title='Year of the Rat'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-1956371738699498226</id><published>2010-01-10T21:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:57:06.864Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Should I Stay or Should I Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1Gn0e7kvTA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/V1Gn0e7kvTA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling you got to let me know&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go? &lt;br /&gt;If you say that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be here ’til the end of time&lt;br /&gt;So you got to let me know&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always tease tease tease&lt;br /&gt;You’re happy when I’m on my knees&lt;br /&gt;One day is fine, next day is black&lt;br /&gt;So if you want me off your back&lt;br /&gt;Well come on and let me know&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go now? &lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go now? &lt;br /&gt;If I go there will be trouble&lt;br /&gt;An’ if I stay it will be double&lt;br /&gt;So come on and let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This indecision’s bugging me&lt;br /&gt;Esta indecision me molesta&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t want me, set me free&lt;br /&gt;Si no me quieres, librame&lt;br /&gt;Exactly who’m I’m supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Dime que tengo que ser&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know which clothes even fit me? &lt;br /&gt;¿sabes que ropas me quedan? &lt;br /&gt;Come on and let me know&lt;br /&gt;Me tienes que decir&lt;br /&gt;Should I cool it or should I blow? &lt;br /&gt;¿me debo ir o quedarme? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Split!&lt;br /&gt;Yo me enfrio o lo sufro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go now? &lt;br /&gt;yo me enfrio o lo sufro&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go now? &lt;br /&gt;yo me enfrio o lo sufro&lt;br /&gt;If I go there will be trouble&lt;br /&gt;Si me voy - va a haber peligro&lt;br /&gt;And if I stay it will be double&lt;br /&gt;Si me quedo es doble&lt;br /&gt;So you gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;Pero me tienes que decir&lt;br /&gt;Should I cool it or should I go? &lt;br /&gt;yo me enfrio o lo sufro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go now? &lt;br /&gt;yo me enfrio o lo sufro&lt;br /&gt;If I go there will be trouble&lt;br /&gt;Si me voy - va a haber peligro&lt;br /&gt;And if I stay it will be double&lt;br /&gt;Si me quedo es doble&lt;br /&gt;So you gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;Pero me tienes que decir&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este musicol é do ano em que nasci! &lt;br /&gt;A bela música dos indecisos :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-1956371738699498226?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1956371738699498226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=1956371738699498226' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/1956371738699498226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/1956371738699498226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/clash-darling-you-got-to-let-me-know.html' title='Should I Stay or Should I Go?'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-9216870959249657458</id><published>2010-01-09T16:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:06:30.403Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Last Night on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eHGmRcNlT9g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/eHGmRcNlT9g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I text a postcard, sent to you&lt;br /&gt;Did it go through?&lt;br /&gt;Sending all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;You are the moonlight of my life every night&lt;br /&gt;Giving all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;My beating heart belongs to you&lt;br /&gt;I walked for miles 'til i found you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to honor you&lt;br /&gt;If i lose everything in the fire&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every breath that i am worth&lt;br /&gt;Here on earth&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;So if you dare to second guess&lt;br /&gt;You can rest assure&lt;br /&gt;That all my love's for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beating heart belongs to you&lt;br /&gt;I walked for miles 'til i found you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to honor you&lt;br /&gt;If i lose everything in the fire&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beating heart belongs to you&lt;br /&gt;I walked for miles 'til i found you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to honor you&lt;br /&gt;If i lose everything in the fire&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é dia de música bonita! :)&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-9216870959249657458?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8724308741534414852</id><published>2010-01-08T20:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:56:23.906Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 70'/><title type='text'>Can't Help Falling in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g7VG4I_b2Fk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/g7VG4I_b2Fk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis PresleyWise men say only fools rush in&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Shall I stay&lt;br /&gt;Would it be a sin&lt;br /&gt;If I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows surely to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Darling so it goes&lt;br /&gt;Some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;br /&gt;For I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows surely to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Darling so it goes&lt;br /&gt;Some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;br /&gt;For I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;For I can't help falling in love with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse vivo era um senhor velhinho! 75 aninhos... não consigo imaginar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8724308741534414852?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath this smile Lies everything&lt;br /&gt;All my hopes, anger, pride and shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make myself a pact, not to shut doors on the past&lt;br /&gt;Just for today,... I am free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not lose my faith&lt;br /&gt;It's an inside job today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this one thing well,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to try and kill love, it was the highest sin&lt;br /&gt;Breathing insecurity out and in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching hope, I'm shown the way to run straight&lt;br /&gt;Pursuing the greater way for all,.. human light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I choose to feel,... is how I am.&lt;br /&gt;How I choose to feel,... is how I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not lose my faith&lt;br /&gt;It's an inside job today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on, the light of the night&lt;br /&gt;On my knees to rise and fix my broken soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me run into the rain&lt;br /&gt;To be a human light again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me run into the rain&lt;br /&gt;To shine a human light today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life comes from within your heart and desire&lt;br /&gt;Life comes from within my heart and desire&lt;br /&gt;Life comes from within you heart and desire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a música é esta! Há dias assim - uma música passa o tempo todo a tocar dentro de mim e depois tenho mesmo que a ouvir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-285007428479968166?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/285007428479968166/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=285007428479968166' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/285007428479968166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/285007428479968166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/inside-job.html' title='Inside Job'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-3565201712809930609</id><published>2010-01-03T19:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:26:13.139Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Venus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5-54ImR-t4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/O5-54ImR-t4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bananarama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess on the mountain top &lt;br /&gt;Burning like a silver flame &lt;br /&gt;The summit of beauty and love &lt;br /&gt;And Venus was her name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got it &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, baby, she's got it &lt;br /&gt;I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her weapons were her crystal eyes &lt;br /&gt;Making every man a man &lt;br /&gt;Black as the dark night she was &lt;br /&gt;Got what no-one else had &lt;br /&gt;Wa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got it &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, baby, she's got it &lt;br /&gt;I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess on the mountain top &lt;br /&gt;Burning like a silver flame &lt;br /&gt;The summit of beauty and love &lt;br /&gt;And Venus was her name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got it &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, baby, she's got it &lt;br /&gt;I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito mais que um anúncio de Gillette! Lindo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-3565201712809930609?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3565201712809930609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=3565201712809930609' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3565201712809930609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3565201712809930609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/venus.html' title='Venus'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-6418691944945703585</id><published>2010-01-03T19:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:14:06.206Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Take in Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EXxMlIExpo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/_EXxMlIExpo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking away &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm to say &lt;br /&gt;I'll say it anyway &lt;br /&gt;today's another day to find you &lt;br /&gt;Shying away &lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming for you love O.K. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take on me &lt;br /&gt;Take me on &lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone &lt;br /&gt;in a day or two &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say I'm odds and ends &lt;br /&gt;But that's me, stumbling away &lt;br /&gt;Slowly learning that life is O.K. &lt;br /&gt;Say after me &lt;br /&gt;It's no better to be safe than sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take on me &lt;br /&gt;Take me on &lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone &lt;br /&gt;in a day or two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that you say &lt;br /&gt;Is it live or just to play &lt;br /&gt;My worries away &lt;br /&gt;You're all the things I've got to remember &lt;br /&gt;You shying away &lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming for you anyway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take on me &lt;br /&gt;Take me on &lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone &lt;br /&gt;in a day or two &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música e vídeo simplesmente míticos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-6418691944945703585?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6418691944945703585/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=6418691944945703585' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6418691944945703585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6418691944945703585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-in-me.html' title='Take in Me'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2236092831443997532</id><published>2010-01-03T18:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:10:21.362Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Big In Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1wU5sxvYeLI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/1wU5sxvYeLI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphaville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winters cityside&lt;br /&gt;Crystal bits of snowflakes all around my head and in the wind&lt;br /&gt;I had no illusions&lt;br /&gt;That Id ever find a glimps of summers heatwaves in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You did what you did to me, now its history I see&lt;br /&gt;Heres my comeback on the road again&lt;br /&gt;Things will happen while they can&lt;br /&gt;I will wait here for my man tonight, its easy when your big in japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your big in japan, tonight&lt;br /&gt;Big in japan, be tight, big in japan where the eastern seas so blue&lt;br /&gt;Big in japan, alright, pay, then Ill sleep by your side&lt;br /&gt;Things are easy when youre big in japan, when youre big in japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neon on my naked skin&lt;br /&gt;Passing silhouettes of strange illuminated mannequins&lt;br /&gt;Shall I stay here at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;Or shall I go and change my point of view for other ugly scenes&lt;br /&gt;You did what you did to me, now its history I see...&lt;br /&gt;Things will happen while they can&lt;br /&gt;I will wait here for my man tonight, its easy when youre big in japan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espirito 80's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2236092831443997532?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4266760119665195098</id><published>2010-01-01T18:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:01:57.453Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Hey There Delilah</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_m-BjrxmgI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/h_m-BjrxmgI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;What's it like in New York City?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a thousand miles away&lt;br /&gt;But girl, tonight you look so pretty&lt;br /&gt;Yes you do&lt;br /&gt;Times Square can't shine as bright as you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry about the distance&lt;br /&gt;I'm right there if you get lonely&lt;br /&gt;Give this song another listen&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my voice, it's my disguise&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;I know times are getting hard&lt;br /&gt;But just believe me, girl&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar&lt;br /&gt;We'll have it good&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the life we knew we would&lt;br /&gt;My word is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much left to say&lt;br /&gt;If every simple song I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Would take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;I'd write it all&lt;br /&gt;Even more in love with me you'd fall&lt;br /&gt;We'd have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;But they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;I'd walk to you if I had no other way&lt;br /&gt;Our friends would all make fun of us&lt;br /&gt;and we'll just laugh along because we know&lt;br /&gt;That none of them have felt this way&lt;br /&gt;Delilah I can promise you&lt;br /&gt;That by the time we get through&lt;br /&gt;The world will never ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;And you're to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;You be good and don't you miss me&lt;br /&gt;Two more years and you'll be done with school &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be making history like I do&lt;br /&gt;You'll know it's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;We can do whatever we want to&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah here's to you&lt;br /&gt;This ones for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito desta música e da história por trás dela. Um tipo, uma guitarra, um amor e um sonho!&lt;br /&gt;E a própria música fala disso. É um sonho tornado realidade!&lt;br /&gt;Espero que este ano seja assim... cheio de sonhos tornados realidade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4266760119665195098?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4266760119665195098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4266760119665195098' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4266760119665195098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4266760119665195098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-there-delilah.html' title='Hey There Delilah'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-453862605247230210</id><published>2009-12-31T16:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:18:41.476Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banda Sonora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 60'/><title type='text'>Be My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CiwbabGKwjM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/CiwbabGKwjM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ronettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night we met&lt;br /&gt;I knew I needed you so&lt;br /&gt;And if I had the chance&lt;br /&gt;I'd never let you go&lt;br /&gt;So won't you say you love me&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you so proud of me&lt;br /&gt;We'll make em turn their heads&lt;br /&gt;Every place we go&lt;br /&gt;So won't you please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Be my, be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Be my litlle baby&lt;br /&gt;My one and only baby&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll be my darling&lt;br /&gt;Be my, be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby now&lt;br /&gt;My one and only baby&lt;br /&gt;wa oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you happy, baby&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see&lt;br /&gt;For every kiss you give me&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you three&lt;br /&gt;Oh, since the day I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;You know I will adore you&lt;br /&gt;Till eternity so won't you please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my, be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Be my litlle baby&lt;br /&gt;My one and only baby&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll be my darling&lt;br /&gt;Be my, be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Be my baby now&lt;br /&gt;My one and only baby&lt;br /&gt;wa oh oh oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabou de dar o Dirty Dancing na Tv... Teve que ser!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-453862605247230210?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/453862605247230210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=453862605247230210' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/453862605247230210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/453862605247230210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-my-baby.html' title='Be My Baby'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8141460643891138244</id><published>2009-12-31T00:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:06:25.155Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Pequenina</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIdGhkXw-WA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/nIdGhkXw-WA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xutos &amp; Pontapés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querida pequenina&lt;br /&gt;És o sol&lt;br /&gt;Que me ilumina&lt;br /&gt;Tens a luz&lt;br /&gt;Que me fascina&lt;br /&gt;Onde estás?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passa tempo passa&lt;br /&gt;Cai fundo&lt;br /&gt;No esquecimento&lt;br /&gt;Não oiças&lt;br /&gt;O meu lamento&lt;br /&gt;Onde estás?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde estás? (5x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu adoro esta música! Provavelmente é por ser esta mulher alta e espadaúda, mas é de uma docura... ao mesmo tempo pode ter medo,dor amargura... mas hoje não quero que tena. Tive saudades de a ouvir :) É tão bom! Esta música sabe a colinho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8141460643891138244?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8141460643891138244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8141460643891138244' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8141460643891138244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8141460643891138244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/pequenina.html' title='Pequenina'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2231599453713296215</id><published>2009-12-30T22:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:39:37.672Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 70'/><title type='text'>Always Look on the Bright Side of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u2UP86bciVA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/u2UP86bciVA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monty Python&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things in life are bad&lt;br /&gt;They can really make you mad&lt;br /&gt;Other things just make you swear and curse.&lt;br /&gt;When you're chewing on life's gristle&lt;br /&gt;Don't grumble, give a whistle&lt;br /&gt;And this'll help things turn out for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...always look on the bright side of life... &lt;br /&gt;Always look on the light side of life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life seems jolly rotten&lt;br /&gt;There's something you've forgotten&lt;br /&gt;And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling in the dumps&lt;br /&gt;Don't be silly chumps&lt;br /&gt;Just purse your lips and whistle - that's the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...always look on the bright side of life... &lt;br /&gt;Always look on the light side of life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For life is quite absurd&lt;br /&gt;And death's the final word&lt;br /&gt;You must always face the curtain with a bow.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it - it's your last chance anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So always look on the bright side of death &lt;br /&gt;Just before you draw your terminal breath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a piece of shit&lt;br /&gt;When you look at it&lt;br /&gt;Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;You'll see it's all a show&lt;br /&gt;Keep 'em laughing as you go&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that the last laugh is on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always look on the bright side of life...&lt;br /&gt;Always look on the right side of life... &lt;br /&gt;(Come on guys, cheer up!)&lt;br /&gt;Always look on the bright side of life...&lt;br /&gt;Always look on the bright side of life...&lt;br /&gt;(Worse things happen at sea, you know.)&lt;br /&gt;Always look on the bright side of life...&lt;br /&gt;(I mean - what have you got to lose?)&lt;br /&gt;(You know, you come from nothing - you're going back to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;What have you lost? Nothing!)&lt;br /&gt;Always look on the right side of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma boa música para o início do novo ano!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2231599453713296215?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2231599453713296215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2231599453713296215' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2231599453713296215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2231599453713296215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/always-look-on-bright-side-of-life.html' title='Always Look on the Bright Side of Life'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7275736317653731638</id><published>2009-12-28T19:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:05:16.700Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Hurricane</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V0wOrcxLwe0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/V0wOrcxLwe0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Seconds to Mars feat. Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times did you told me you wanted to leave &lt;br /&gt;No matter how many breaths that you took you still couldn't breath &lt;br /&gt;No matter how many nights did you lay wide awake to the sound of the poison rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go? where did you go? where did you go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart beat, a heart beat, I need a... heart beat, a heart beat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me would you kill to save for a life? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me would you kill to prove you’re right? &lt;br /&gt;Crash, crash, burn let it all burn &lt;br /&gt;This hurricane’s chasing us all underground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many deaths that I die, I will never forget &lt;br /&gt;No matter how many lives I live, I will never regret &lt;br /&gt;There's a fire inside, of this heart, in a riot, about to explode into flames &lt;br /&gt;Where is your God? Where is your God? Where is your God? ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want? &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me? &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me dead? &lt;br /&gt;Or alive to torture for my sins? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want? &lt;br /&gt;[heart beat, a heart beat] &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me? &lt;br /&gt;[I need a.. heart beat, a heart beat] &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me dead? &lt;br /&gt;[you know I gotta leave, I can't stay, &lt;br /&gt;I know I gotta go, I can't stay] &lt;br /&gt;Or alive to live a lie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me would you kill to save for a life? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me would you kill to prove you’re right? &lt;br /&gt;Crash, crash, burn let it all burn &lt;br /&gt;This hurricane’s chasing us all underground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you wrong, you wrong, I'm right, I'm right, you're wrong, we fight &lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm running from the light, running from the day to night &lt;br /&gt;Oh, the quiet silence defines our misery &lt;br /&gt;The riot inside keeps trying to visit me &lt;br /&gt;No matter how we try, it's too much history &lt;br /&gt;Too many bad notes playing in our symphony &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let it breathe, let it fly, let it go &lt;br /&gt;Let it fall, let it crash, burn slow &lt;br /&gt;And then you call upon God &lt;br /&gt;Oh you call upon God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me would you kill to save for a life? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me would you kill to prove you’re right? &lt;br /&gt;Crash, crash, burn let it all burn &lt;br /&gt;This hurricane’s chasing us all underground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hurricane... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want? &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me? &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me dead? &lt;br /&gt;Or alive to torture for my sins? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want? &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me? &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want me dead? &lt;br /&gt;Or alive to live a lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away from the night, running away from the light &lt;br /&gt;Running away to save you’re life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta música é fantástica! Para ouvir, ouvir, ouvir....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7275736317653731638?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7275736317653731638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7275736317653731638' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7275736317653731638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7275736317653731638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/hurricane.html' title='Hurricane'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8610123275049989642</id><published>2009-12-28T18:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:55:24.816Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Vox Populi - A Call to Arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1CBXQv2mIQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/y1CBXQv2mIQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Seconds to Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a call to arms, gather soldiers&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to war&lt;br /&gt;This is a battle song, brothers and sisters&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever believe?&lt;br /&gt;Were you ever a dreamer?&lt;br /&gt;Ever imagine heart open and free?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever deny?&lt;br /&gt;Were you ever a traitor?&lt;br /&gt;Ever in love with your bloodless business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a call to arms, gather soldiers&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to war&lt;br /&gt;This is a battle song, brothers and sisters&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever want to be free?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even remember?&lt;br /&gt;Want to be God, the Devil like me?&lt;br /&gt;Ever want to just stop?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to surrender?&lt;br /&gt;Or fight for victory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the start&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the beating of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness falls, but here comes the rain&lt;br /&gt;To wash away the past and the names&lt;br /&gt;Darkness falls, here comes the rain&lt;br /&gt;To end it all, the blood and the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far, far away in a land that time can't change&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago in a place of hearts and gold&lt;br /&gt;Far, far away in a land that time can't change&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago in a place of hearts and gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a call to arms, gather soliders&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to war (Far, far away...)&lt;br /&gt;This is a battle song, brothers and sisters&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to war (Long, long ago...)&lt;br /&gt;This is a call to arms, gather soliders&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to war (Far, far away...)&lt;br /&gt;This is a battle song, brothers and sisters&lt;br /&gt;Time to go to war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a call to arms, way of the night&lt;br /&gt;This is a battle song, way of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma grade música! Poderosa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8610123275049989642?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8610123275049989642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8610123275049989642' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8610123275049989642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8610123275049989642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/vox-populi-call-to-arms.html' title='Vox Populi - A Call to Arms'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4953574930254542308</id><published>2009-12-28T18:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:47:08.086Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Alibi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7rPu7ohI9U&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/-7rPu7ohI9U&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Seconds to Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one in sight &lt;br /&gt;No Alibi &lt;br /&gt;We're fading faster than the speed of light &lt;br /&gt;Took our chance &lt;br /&gt;Crashed and burned &lt;br /&gt;No we'll never ever learn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell apart &lt;br /&gt;But got back up again and &lt;br /&gt;I fell apart &lt;br /&gt;But got back up again yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both could see &lt;br /&gt;Crystal clear &lt;br /&gt;That the inevitable end was near &lt;br /&gt;Made our choice &lt;br /&gt;Trial by fire &lt;br /&gt;To battle is the only way we feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I fell apart &lt;br /&gt;But got back up again and &lt;br /&gt;I fell apart &lt;br /&gt;But got back up again and &lt;br /&gt;I fell apart &lt;br /&gt;But got back up again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are &lt;br /&gt;Reaching out &lt;br /&gt;The quickest tongue to divide and devour &lt;br /&gt;Divide and devour &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could end the quest for fire &lt;br /&gt;For truth for love and myself &lt;br /&gt;Myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i fell apart &lt;br /&gt;But got back up again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh &lt;br /&gt;Way oh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell apart I fell apart &lt;br /&gt;I fell apart I fell apart &lt;br /&gt;I fell apart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got back up again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O novo álbum dos 30 Seconds to Mars está muito bom e esta música conquitou-me à primeira audição!&lt;div 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title='Alibi'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5762424460998663980</id><published>2009-12-27T00:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:02:38.672Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Crawling in the Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bOHxtOLfvIo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/bOHxtOLfvIo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will dedicate&lt;br /&gt;And sacrifice my everything for just a second's worth&lt;br /&gt;Of how my story's ending&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I could know if the directions that I take&lt;br /&gt;And all the choices that I make won't end up all for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me what it's for&lt;br /&gt;Make me understand it&lt;br /&gt;I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Is there something more than what i've been handed?&lt;br /&gt;I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me carry on&lt;br /&gt;Assure me it's ok to use my heart and not my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To navigate the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Will the ending be ever coming suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get to see the ending to my story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So when and how will I know?) &lt;-- in acoustic version not played&lt;br /&gt;How much further do I have to go?&lt;br /&gt;And how much longer till I finally know?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm looking and I just can't see what's in front of me&lt;br /&gt;In front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A banda sonora do dia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5762424460998663980?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5762424460998663980/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5762424460998663980' title='0 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Mudemos de Assunto</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/410Kwg6LY0g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/410Kwg6LY0g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Godinho (com Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andas aí a partir corações&lt;br /&gt;como quem parte um baralho de cartas&lt;br /&gt;cartas de amor&lt;br /&gt;escrevi-te eu tantas&lt;br /&gt;às tantas, aos poucos &lt;br /&gt;às tantas, aos poucos&lt;br /&gt;eu fui percebendo&lt;br /&gt;às tantas eu lá fui tacteando&lt;br /&gt;às cegas eu lá fui conseguindo&lt;br /&gt;às cegas eu lá fui abrindo os olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nos teus olhos como espelhos partidos&lt;br /&gt;quis inventar uma outra narrativa&lt;br /&gt;até que um ai me chegou aos ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;e era só eu a vogar à deriva&lt;br /&gt;e um animal sempre foge do fogo&lt;br /&gt;e eu mal gritei: fogo!&lt;br /&gt;mal eu gritei: água!&lt;br /&gt;que morro de sede&lt;br /&gt;achei-me encostado à parede&lt;br /&gt;gritando: Livrai-me da sede!&lt;br /&gt;e o mar inteiro entrou na minha casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nos teus olhos inundados do mar&lt;br /&gt;eu naveguei contra minha vontade&lt;br /&gt;mas deixa lá, que este barco a viajar&lt;br /&gt;há-de chegar à gare da sua cidade&lt;br /&gt;e ao desembarque a terra será mais firme&lt;br /&gt;há quem afirme&lt;br /&gt;há quem assegure&lt;br /&gt;que é depois da vida&lt;br /&gt;que a gente encontra a paz prometida&lt;br /&gt;por mim marquei-lhe encontro na vida&lt;br /&gt;marquei-lhe encontro ao fim da tempestade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da tempestade, o que se teve em comum&lt;br /&gt;é aquilo que nos separa depois&lt;br /&gt;e os barcos passam a ser um e um&lt;br /&gt;onde uma vez quiseram quase ser dois&lt;br /&gt;e a tempestade deixa o mar encrespado&lt;br /&gt;por isso cuidado&lt;br /&gt;mesmo muito cuidado&lt;br /&gt;que é frágil o pano&lt;br /&gt;que veste as velas do desengano&lt;br /&gt;que nos empurra em novo oceano&lt;br /&gt;frágil e resistente ao mesmo tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas isto é um canto&lt;br /&gt;e não um lamento&lt;br /&gt;já disse o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;agora façamos o ponto&lt;br /&gt;e mudemos de assunto&lt;br /&gt;sim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta música é linda! linda! linda!&lt;br /&gt;Nem consigo encontrar palavras. &lt;br /&gt;Sabe tão bem ouvi-la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/THcbQyFtCqg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Rea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't wait to see those faces&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving home for Christmas, yea&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm moving down that line&lt;br /&gt;And it's been so long&lt;br /&gt;But I will be there&lt;br /&gt;I sing this song&lt;br /&gt;To pass the time away&lt;br /&gt;Driving in my car&lt;br /&gt;Driving home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take some time&lt;br /&gt;But I'll get there&lt;br /&gt;Top to toe in tail-lights&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got red lights on the run&lt;br /&gt;But soon there'll be a freeway&lt;br /&gt;Get my feet on holy ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sing for you&lt;br /&gt;Though you can't hear me&lt;br /&gt;When I get through&lt;br /&gt;And feel you near me&lt;br /&gt;I am driving home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Driving home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;With a thousand memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take look at the driver next to me&lt;br /&gt;He's just the same&lt;br /&gt;Just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top to toe in tail-lights&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got red lights on the run&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving home for Christmas, yea&lt;br /&gt;Get my feet on holy ground&lt;br /&gt;So I sing for you&lt;br /&gt;Though you can't hear me&lt;br /&gt;When I get trough&lt;br /&gt;And feel you near me&lt;br /&gt;Driving in my car&lt;br /&gt;Driving home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Driving home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;With a thousand memories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Natal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Christmas'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2851472741372670489</id><published>2009-12-23T23:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:43:01.379Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYJw6xuS85s&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/hYJw6xuS85s&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miley Syrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo &lt;br /&gt;Lets have a rocking Christmas &lt;br /&gt;C'mon &lt;br /&gt;Rockin around the Christmas Tree &lt;br /&gt;At the Christmas Party Hop &lt;br /&gt;Mistletoe hung where you can see &lt;br /&gt;Every couple tries to stop &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockin' around the Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;Let the Christmas spirit ring &lt;br /&gt;Later we'll have some pumpkin pie ya &lt;br /&gt;And we'll do some caroling oh ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear &lt;br /&gt;Voices singing, "Let's be jolly, &lt;br /&gt;Deck the halls with boughs of holly" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya c'mon everybody &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you sing along &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockin' around the Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;Have a happy holiday(echo holiday) &lt;br /&gt;Everyone dancin' merrily &lt;br /&gt;In the new old-fashioned way(echo old fashioned way) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockin' around the Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;Let the Christmas spirit ring(echo: let it ring) &lt;br /&gt;Later we'll have some pumpkin pie &lt;br /&gt;And we'll do some caroling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear &lt;br /&gt;Voices singing, "Let's be jolly, &lt;br /&gt;Deck the halls with boughs of holly" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockin' around the Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;Have a happy holiday &lt;br /&gt;Everyone dancin' merrily &lt;br /&gt;In the new old-fashioned way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a rockin Christmas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo Happy Holidays &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Ya Ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O momento Teen deste Natal! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2851472741372670489?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2851472741372670489/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2851472741372670489' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2851472741372670489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2851472741372670489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/rockin-around-christmas-tree.html' title='Rockin&apos; Around The Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7879985760263544946</id><published>2009-12-23T23:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:22:39.050Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 60'/><title type='text'>The Christmas Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s_W7p35SzuI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/s_W7p35SzuI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, &lt;br /&gt;Jack Frost nipping at your nose,&lt;br /&gt;Yuletide carols being sung by a choir, &lt;br /&gt;And folks dressed up like Eskimos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe, &lt;br /&gt;Help to make the season bright, &lt;br /&gt;Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow, &lt;br /&gt;Will find it hard to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They know that Santa's on his way &lt;br /&gt;He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh, &lt;br /&gt;And ev'ry mother's child is gonna spy, &lt;br /&gt;To see if reindeer really know how to fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm offering this simple phrase, &lt;br /&gt;To kids from one to ninety-two, &lt;br /&gt;Although it's been said&lt;br /&gt;Many times, Many ways&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[musical interlude]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm offering this simple phrase, &lt;br /&gt;To kids from one to ninety-two, &lt;br /&gt;Although it's been said&lt;br /&gt;Many times, Many ways&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clássico! :)&lt;br /&gt;Este senhor faz magia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7879985760263544946?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7879985760263544946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7879985760263544946' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7879985760263544946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7879985760263544946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-song.html' title='The Christmas Song'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5525819994014966438</id><published>2009-12-23T00:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:20:08.753Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>The Christmas Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjz2AXI-bK4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/xjz2AXI-bK4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jingle bells are jingling&lt;br /&gt;The streets are white with snow&lt;br /&gt;The happy crowds are mingling&lt;br /&gt;But there's no one that I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that you'll forgive me&lt;br /&gt;If I don't enthuse&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've got the Christmas blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done my window shopping&lt;br /&gt;There's not a store I've missed&lt;br /&gt;But what's the use of stopping&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one on your list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll know the way I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;When you love and you lose&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've got the Christmas blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When somebody wants you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody needs you&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is a joy of joy&lt;br /&gt;But friends, when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that it's only&lt;br /&gt;A thing for little girls and little boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your days be merry&lt;br /&gt;Your seasons full of cheer&lt;br /&gt;But till it's January&lt;br /&gt;I'll just go and disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Santa may have brought you&lt;br /&gt;Some stars for your shoes&lt;br /&gt;But Santa only brought me the blues&lt;br /&gt;Those brightly packaged&lt;br /&gt;Tinsel covered Christmas blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Santa may have brought you&lt;br /&gt;Some stars for your shoes&lt;br /&gt;But Santa only brought me the blues&lt;br /&gt;Those brightly packaged&lt;br /&gt;Tinsel covered Christmas blues &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito diferente, muito bom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5525819994014966438?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5525819994014966438/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5525819994014966438' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5525819994014966438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5525819994014966438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-blues.html' title='The Christmas Blues'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-827287623598208142</id><published>2009-12-23T00:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:07:59.677Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zOpT8vsloeA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/zOpT8vsloeA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yourself a merry little Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Let your heart be light&lt;br /&gt;From now on, our troubles will be out of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yourself a merry little Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Make the Yuletide gay&lt;br /&gt;From now on, our troubles will be far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are, as in olden days&lt;br /&gt;Happy golden days of your&lt;br /&gt;Faithful friends who are dear to us&lt;br /&gt;Gather near to us&lt;br /&gt;Once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, we all will be together&lt;br /&gt;If the fates allow&lt;br /&gt;Hang a shining star upon the highest bough&lt;br /&gt;And have yourself a merry little Christmas now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi hoje esta música pela primeira vez na versão Coldplay. Que bonita!! Adorei! No carro,à chuva, sozinha... não pude evitar um sorriso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-827287623598208142?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/827287623598208142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=827287623598208142' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/827287623598208142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/827287623598208142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-yourself-merry-little-christmas.html' title='Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8121404105391356115</id><published>2009-12-19T22:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:54:47.595Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 70'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>Here Comes Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNy2AewxIYo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/UNy2AewxIYo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes santa claus, here comes santa claus,&lt;br /&gt;Right down santa claus lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vixen, blitzen, all his reindeer&lt;br /&gt;Pulling on the reins.&lt;br /&gt;Bells are ringing, children singing,&lt;br /&gt;All is merry and bright.&lt;br /&gt;Hang your stockings and say a prayer,&lt;br /&gt;'cause santa claus comes tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes santa claus, here comes santa claus,&lt;br /&gt;Riding down santa claus lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's got a bag that's filled with toys&lt;br /&gt;For boys and girls again.&lt;br /&gt;Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle,&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful sight.&lt;br /&gt;Jump in bed and cover up your head,&lt;br /&gt;Because santa claus comes tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes santa claus, here comes santa claus,&lt;br /&gt;Riding down santa claus lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't care if you're a rich or poor boy,&lt;br /&gt;He loves you just the same.&lt;br /&gt;Santa knows that we're god's children,&lt;br /&gt;That makes everything right.&lt;br /&gt;Fill your hears with christmas cheer,&lt;br /&gt;'cause santa claus comes tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here comes santa claus, here comes santa claus,&lt;br /&gt;Riding down santa claus lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll come around when the chimes ring out&lt;br /&gt;It's christmas morn again.&lt;br /&gt;Peace on earth will come to all&lt;br /&gt;If we just follow the light&lt;br /&gt;Let's give thanks to the lord above,&lt;br /&gt;'cause santa claus comes tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause santa claus comes tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um clássico!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8121404105391356115?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8121404105391356115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8121404105391356115' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8121404105391356115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8121404105391356115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-comes-santa-claus.html' title='Here Comes Santa Claus'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5790158545493212957</id><published>2009-12-19T21:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:34:21.371Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>Must Be Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qVs6X9yIM_k&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qVs6X9yIM_k&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's got a beard &lt;br /&gt;That's long and white?&lt;br /&gt;Santa's got a beard &lt;br /&gt;That's long and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who comes around &lt;br /&gt;On a special night?&lt;br /&gt;Santa comes around &lt;br /&gt;On a special night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special night &lt;br /&gt;Beard that's white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wears boots &lt;br /&gt;And a suit of red?&lt;br /&gt;Santa wears boots &lt;br /&gt;And a suit of red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wears a long cap &lt;br /&gt;On his head?&lt;br /&gt;Santa wears a long cap &lt;br /&gt;On his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cap on head &lt;br /&gt;Suit that's red&lt;br /&gt;Special night &lt;br /&gt;Beard that's white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's got a big red &lt;br /&gt;Cherry nose?&lt;br /&gt;Santa's got a big red &lt;br /&gt;Cherry nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who laughs this way&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho?&lt;br /&gt;Santa laughs this way&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho &lt;br /&gt;Cherry nose&lt;br /&gt;Cap on head &lt;br /&gt;Suit that's red&lt;br /&gt;Special night &lt;br /&gt;Beard that's white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who very soon &lt;br /&gt;Will come our way?&lt;br /&gt;Santa very soon &lt;br /&gt;Will come our way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight little reindeer &lt;br /&gt;Pull his sleigh&lt;br /&gt;Santa's little reindeer &lt;br /&gt;Pull his sleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reindeer sleigh &lt;br /&gt;Come our way&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho &lt;br /&gt;Cherry nose&lt;br /&gt;Cap on head &lt;br /&gt;Suit that's red&lt;br /&gt;Special night &lt;br /&gt;Beard that's white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dasher, Dancer &lt;br /&gt;Prancer, Vixen&lt;br /&gt;Comet, Cupid &lt;br /&gt;Donner &lt;br /&gt;And Blitzen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reindeer sleigh &lt;br /&gt;Come our way&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, ho &lt;br /&gt;Cherry nose&lt;br /&gt;Cap on head &lt;br /&gt;Suit that's red&lt;br /&gt;Special night &lt;br /&gt;Beard that's white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa&lt;br /&gt;Must be Santa &lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulosa música de Natal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5790158545493212957?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5790158545493212957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5790158545493212957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5790158545493212957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5790158545493212957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/must-be-santa.html' title='Must Be Santa'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2135728223397829933</id><published>2009-12-18T21:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:41:10.760Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Do they Know it's Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8jEnTSQStGE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/8jEnTSQStGE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Aid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmastime&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade&lt;br /&gt;And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy&lt;br /&gt;Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But say a prayer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the other ones&lt;br /&gt;At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun&lt;br /&gt;There's a world outside your window&lt;br /&gt;And it's a world of dread and fear&lt;br /&gt;Where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears&lt;br /&gt;And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging&lt;br /&gt;chimes of doom&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime&lt;br /&gt;The greatest gift they'll get this year is life&lt;br /&gt;(Oooh) Where nothing ever grows&lt;br /&gt;No rain nor rivers flow&lt;br /&gt;Do they know it's Christmastime at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone&lt;br /&gt;(Here's to them) underneath that burning sun&lt;br /&gt;Do they know it's Christmastime at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed the world&lt;br /&gt;Feed the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them know it's Christmastime again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed the world&lt;br /&gt;Let them know it's Christmastime again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anos 80 Power! Estava aqui tudo! Chamo especial atenção para  Bono e para os belos penteados do Sting e do eorge Michael! E havia gente a desmaiar por estes gajos!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2135728223397829933?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2135728223397829933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2135728223397829933' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2135728223397829933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2135728223397829933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-they-know-its-christmas.html' title='Do they Know it&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-30076330059430512</id><published>2009-12-17T22:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:41:27.452Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><title type='text'>Can't Get You off My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbn9E9WFOLo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/rbn9E9WFOLo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenny Kravitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just a lonely highway&lt;br /&gt;I'm out here on the open road&lt;br /&gt;I'm old enough to see behind me&lt;br /&gt;But young enough to feel my soul&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live my days without you&lt;br /&gt;But for now I've got to be without you&lt;br /&gt;I've got a pocket full of money&lt;br /&gt;And pocket full of keys that have no bounds&lt;br /&gt;But then I think of lovin'&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't get you off of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Babe can't you see&lt;br /&gt;That this is killing me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to push you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to be told&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I can't breathe without you&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I'm gonna lose control&lt;br /&gt;I've got a pocket full of money oh yes I do&lt;br /&gt;And a pocket full of keys that have no bounds&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to lovin'&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get you off of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Am I a fool to think that there's a little hope yeeah tell me baby yeah&lt;br /&gt;What are the rules the reasons and the do's and don'ts yeeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby tell me baby yeah&lt;br /&gt;What do you feel inside?&lt;br /&gt;I've got a pocket full of money&lt;br /&gt;And a pocket full of keys that have no bounds oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes down to lovin'&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get you off of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get you off of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha saudades de ouvir este senhor!&lt;br /&gt;Ai este senhor, este senhor...&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-30076330059430512?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/30076330059430512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=30076330059430512' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/30076330059430512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/30076330059430512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/cant-get-you-off-my-mind.html' title='Can&apos;t Get You off My Mind'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-6960378560001306319</id><published>2009-12-16T22:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:20:26.562Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>The Kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qF1wZQzpeKA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qF1wZQzpeKA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Seconds to Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it all off in your face&lt;br /&gt;What would you do? (Oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;What if I fell to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't take all this anymore&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, do, do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I wanted to fight&lt;br /&gt;Beg for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanted more&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from you (from you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with you&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're killing me, killing me&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;But nothing seemed to change&lt;br /&gt;I know now, this is who I really am inside.&lt;br /&gt;Finally found myself&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for a chance.&lt;br /&gt;I know now, this is who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with you, you, you.&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're killing me, killing me&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break me down (bury me, bury me)&lt;br /&gt;Break me down (bury me, bury me)&lt;br /&gt;Break me down (bury me, bury me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You say you wanted more)&lt;br /&gt;What if I wanted to break...?&lt;br /&gt;(What are you waiting for?)&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not running from you)&lt;br /&gt;What if I&lt;br /&gt;What if I&lt;br /&gt;What if I&lt;br /&gt;What if I&lt;br /&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a banda sonora de hoje é... esta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-6960378560001306319?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6960378560001306319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=6960378560001306319' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6960378560001306319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6960378560001306319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/th-kill.html' title='The Kill'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7443960893249706997</id><published>2009-12-14T21:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:09:14.974Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banda Sonora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Parte do Seu Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sLsa0MqhhDE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/sLsa0MqhhDE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pequena Sereia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu tenho uma porção&lt;br /&gt;De coisas lindas nesta coleção&lt;br /&gt;Posso dizer que eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que tem quase tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu tesouro é tão precioso&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu tenho é maravilhoso&lt;br /&gt;Por isso eu posso dizer:&lt;br /&gt;Sim, tenho quase tudo&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Essas coisas humanas são uteis&lt;br /&gt;Para mim são bonitas demais&lt;br /&gt;Para o povo do mar, são inúteis,&lt;br /&gt;Mas pra mim ainda é pouco&lt;br /&gt;Quero mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero estar onde o povo está&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ver um homem dançando&lt;br /&gt;E passeando em seus...Como eles chamam?&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Pés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As barbatanas não se vai longe&lt;br /&gt;Tem que se ter pernas para ir andando&lt;br /&gt;ou passear pela... Como eles chamam?&lt;br /&gt;Rua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante a noite, &lt;br /&gt;Durante o dia, &lt;br /&gt;lá eles andam com alegria&lt;br /&gt;Tudo eu faria, &lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria&lt;br /&gt;Ser desse mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que eu daria pela magia de ser humana&lt;br /&gt;Eu pagaria por um só dia poder viver&lt;br /&gt;Com aquela gente conviver&lt;br /&gt;E ficar fora destas águas&lt;br /&gt;Eu desejo, eu almejo este prazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero saber o que eles sabem &lt;br /&gt;Fazer perguntas e ouvir respostas&lt;br /&gt;O que é o fogo? O que é queimar?&lt;br /&gt;Será que eu posso ver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber, quero morar&lt;br /&gt;Naquele mundo cheio de ar&lt;br /&gt;Quero viver, não quero ser&lt;br /&gt;Mais deste mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andei o dia todo com esta música na cabeça... Não perguntem porquê...&lt;br /&gt;Já passaram 20 anos e eu ainda sei a letra quase toda!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7443960893249706997?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7443960893249706997/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7443960893249706997' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7443960893249706997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7443960893249706997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/parte-do-seu-mundo.html' title='Parte do Seu Mundo'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5893638439733867134</id><published>2009-12-13T22:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:25:24.269Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><title type='text'>Crestfallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5M5XJY57Mso&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/5M5XJY57Mso&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smashing Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to need you when I'm down &lt;br /&gt;Where are you when I need you around &lt;br /&gt;Your life is not your own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I ask you &lt;br /&gt;Is for another chance &lt;br /&gt;Another way around you &lt;br /&gt;To live by circumstance, once again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to need you now &lt;br /&gt;To ask you why to tell you no &lt;br /&gt;To deserve your love and sympathy &lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may go, but I know you won't leave &lt;br /&gt;Too many years built into memories &lt;br /&gt;Your life is not your own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to need you now &lt;br /&gt;To ask you why to tell you no &lt;br /&gt;To deserve your love and sympathy &lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to you? &lt;br /&gt;Along the way &lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you were, you'll be again &lt;br /&gt;To mold like clay, to break like dirt &lt;br /&gt;To tear me uo in your sympathy &lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me &lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me &lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu achava que esta música já morava por aqui, mas como não a encontro, aqui está ela!&lt;br /&gt;Adoro esta música... Esta letra...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5893638439733867134?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5893638439733867134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5893638439733867134' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5893638439733867134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5893638439733867134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/crestfallen.html' title='Crestfallen'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-5524595901801434581</id><published>2009-12-13T18:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:39:50.056Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><title type='text'>Losing my Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_XFMCgeI7c&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/L_XFMCgeI7c&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.E.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, life is bigger&lt;br /&gt;It's bigger than you&lt;br /&gt;And you are not me&lt;br /&gt;The lengths that I will go to&lt;br /&gt;The distance in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I set it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the corner&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the spotlight, I'm&lt;br /&gt;Losing my religion&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep up with you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I can do it&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I haven't said enough&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you laughing&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I think I thought I saw you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every whisper&lt;br /&gt;Of every waking hour I'm&lt;br /&gt;Choosing my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep an eye on you&lt;br /&gt;Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I set it up&lt;br /&gt;Consider this&lt;br /&gt;Consider this&lt;br /&gt;The hint of the century&lt;br /&gt;Consider this&lt;br /&gt;The slip that brought me&lt;br /&gt;To my knees failed&lt;br /&gt;What if all these fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Come flailing around&lt;br /&gt;Now I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you laughing&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I think I thought I saw you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;That was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the corner&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the spotlight, I'm&lt;br /&gt;Losing my religion&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep up with you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I can do it&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;I haven't said enough&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you laughing&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I heard you sing&lt;br /&gt;I think I thought I saw you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Try, cry, why try?&lt;br /&gt;That was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Just a dream, just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Dream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que grande musicol! Que boas recordações!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5524595901801434581?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5524595901801434581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5524595901801434581' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5524595901801434581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5524595901801434581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/losing-my-religion.html' title='Losing my Religion'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-8074588836560687841</id><published>2009-12-12T17:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:13:01.218Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>The People That We Love (Speed Kills)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1w-5MObIDfw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/1w-5MObIDfw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed kills coming down the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Speed kills coming down the street&lt;br /&gt;Speed kills with presence of mind and&lt;br /&gt;Speed kills if you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Got to feel - woke up inside again&lt;br /&gt;Got to feel less broke more fixed&lt;br /&gt;Got to feel when I got outside myself&lt;br /&gt;Got to feel when I touched your lips&lt;br /&gt;The things we do to the people that we love&lt;br /&gt;The way we break if there's something we can't take&lt;br /&gt;Destroy the world that we took so long to make&lt;br /&gt;We expect her gone for some time&lt;br /&gt;I wish her safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;To find yourself in a foreign land&lt;br /&gt;Another refugee outsider refugee&lt;br /&gt;How's it feel she's coming up roses&lt;br /&gt;How's it feel she's coming up sweet&lt;br /&gt;How's it feel when it's all in spite of you&lt;br /&gt;How's it feel when she's out of your reach&lt;br /&gt;The things we do to the people that we love&lt;br /&gt;The way we break if there's something in the way&lt;br /&gt;Destroy the world that we took so long to make&lt;br /&gt;We expect her gone for some time&lt;br /&gt;I wish her safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;To find yourself in a foreign land&lt;br /&gt;Another refugee outsider refugee&lt;br /&gt;What happened to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directamete o baú das recordações!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-8074588836560687841?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8074588836560687841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=8074588836560687841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8074588836560687841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/8074588836560687841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-that-we-love-speed-kills.html' title='The People That We Love (Speed Kills)'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7077972556025609054</id><published>2009-12-10T20:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:17:21.053Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>High and Dry</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vK-qWgjocms&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/vK-qWgjocms&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy.&lt;br /&gt;Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop.&lt;br /&gt;You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop.&lt;br /&gt;You broke another mirror; you're turning into something you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk.&lt;br /&gt;All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best thing that you've ever had, the best thing that you've ever, ever &lt;br /&gt;had.&lt;br /&gt;It's the best thing that you've ever had; the best thing you've had has gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me high&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta está n lista das músicas que sabem sempre bem ouvir!&lt;br /&gt;Já tinha saudades!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7077972556025609054?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7077972556025609054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7077972556025609054' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7077972556025609054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7077972556025609054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/high-and-dry.html' title='High and Dry'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-865610618513326764</id><published>2009-12-09T21:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:34:14.233Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Clandestino</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mf3tRK1e0RM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Mf3tRK1e0RM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deolinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite vinha fria&lt;br /&gt;Negras sombras a rondavam&lt;br /&gt;Era meia-noite&lt;br /&gt;E o meu amor tardava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nossa casa, a nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;Foi de novo revirada&lt;br /&gt;À meia-noite&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor não estava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, eu não sei aonde ele está&lt;br /&gt;Se à nossa casa voltará&lt;br /&gt;Foi esse o nosso compromisso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E acaso nos tocar o azar&lt;br /&gt;O combinado é não esperar&lt;br /&gt;Que o nosso amor é clandestino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o bebé, escondida,&lt;br /&gt;Quis lá eu saber, esperei&lt;br /&gt;Era meia-noite&lt;br /&gt;E o meu amor tardava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E arranhada pelas silvas&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá eu o que desejei:&lt;br /&gt;Não voltar nunca...&lt;br /&gt;Amantes, outra casa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando ele por fim chegou&lt;br /&gt;Trazia as flores que apanhou&lt;br /&gt;E um brinquedo pró menino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando a guarda apontou&lt;br /&gt;Fui eu quem o abraçou&lt;br /&gt;Que o nosso amor é clandestino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O álbum de estreia dos Deolinda, «Canção ao Lado», foi considerado pelo jornal britânico «Sunday Times» o terceiro melhor do ano na área da world music!&lt;br /&gt;Palminhas! É de valor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-865610618513326764?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/865610618513326764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=865610618513326764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/865610618513326764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/865610618513326764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/clandestino.html' title='Clandestino'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-6169320992015612633</id><published>2009-12-08T23:51:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:07:12.935Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Elephant Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N-mqhkuOF7s&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/N-mqhkuOF7s&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beirut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was young, I'd flee this town&lt;br /&gt;I'd bury my dreams underground&lt;br /&gt;As did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far from home, elephant gun&lt;br /&gt;Let's take them down one by one&lt;br /&gt;We'll lay it down, it's not been found, it's not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the seasons begin - it rolls right on&lt;br /&gt;Let the seasons begin - take the big king down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the seasons begin - it rolls right on&lt;br /&gt;Let the seasons begin - take the big king down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it rips through the silence of our camp at night&lt;br /&gt;And it rips through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it rips through the silence of our camp at night&lt;br /&gt;And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that i hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estes Beirut têm um som tão fixe! &lt;br /&gt;E esta músia em particular faz-me pensar nestes carrosseis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/Sx7pnXtVoSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fZsyO1YEJ3s/s1600-h/Ferias+2009+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/Sx7pnXtVoSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fZsyO1YEJ3s/s400/Ferias+2009+097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413020664734261538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-6169320992015612633?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6169320992015612633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=6169320992015612633' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6169320992015612633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6169320992015612633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/elephant-gun.html' title='Elephant Gun'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/Sx7pnXtVoSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fZsyO1YEJ3s/s72-c/Ferias+2009+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7001727507275947865</id><published>2009-12-08T23:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:51:25.135Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Postcards from Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RjzVbXeD_8E&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/RjzVbXeD_8E&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beirut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times we had&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow&lt;br /&gt;Were not all bad&lt;br /&gt;We put our feet just where they had, had to go&lt;br /&gt;Never to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shattered soul&lt;br /&gt;Following close but nearly twice as slow&lt;br /&gt;In my good times&lt;br /&gt;There were always golden rocks to throw&lt;br /&gt;at those who admit defeat too late&lt;br /&gt;Those were our times, those were our times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love to see that day&lt;br /&gt;That day is mine&lt;br /&gt;When she will marry me outside with the willow trees&lt;br /&gt;And play the songs we made&lt;br /&gt;They made me so&lt;br /&gt;And I would love to see that day&lt;br /&gt;Her day was mine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o que dá andar à procura de coisas que não ouvia há muito!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7001727507275947865?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7001727507275947865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7001727507275947865' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7001727507275947865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7001727507275947865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/postcards-from-italy.html' title='Postcards from Italy'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7239761529752417969</id><published>2009-12-08T00:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:51:30.558Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 70'/><title type='text'>Stairway to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BcL---4xQYA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/BcL---4xQYA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;And she's buying a stairway to heaven&lt;br /&gt;When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed&lt;br /&gt;With a word she can get what she came for&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings&lt;br /&gt;In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a feeling I get when I look to the west&lt;br /&gt;And my spirit is crying for leaving&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees&lt;br /&gt;And the voices of those who stand looking&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune&lt;br /&gt;Then the piper will lead us to reason&lt;br /&gt;And a new day will dawn for those who stand long&lt;br /&gt;And the forest will echo with laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR SOLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,&lt;br /&gt;It's just a spring clean for the May Queen&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run&lt;br /&gt;There's still time to change the road you're on&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Ooh, it makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know&lt;br /&gt;The piper's calling you to join him&lt;br /&gt;Dear lady, can't you hear the wind blow, and did you know&lt;br /&gt;Your stairway lies on the whispering wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR SOLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we wind on down the road&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows taller than our soul&lt;br /&gt;There walks a lady we all know&lt;br /&gt;Who shines white light and wants to show&lt;br /&gt;How everything still turns to gold&lt;br /&gt;And if you listen very hard&lt;br /&gt;The tune will come to you at last&lt;br /&gt;When all is one and one is all, yeah&lt;br /&gt;To be a rock and not to roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's buying the stairway to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um clássico!&lt;br /&gt;Porquê? Só porque sim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7239761529752417969?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7239761529752417969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7239761529752417969' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7239761529752417969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7239761529752417969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/12/stairway-to-heaven.html' title='Stairway to 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FMaGdWDqxn4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xutos &amp; Pontapés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele há coisas a acabar &lt;br /&gt;Mas há tantas a começar &lt;br /&gt;Ficar atento &lt;br /&gt;Saber usar &lt;br /&gt;Saber dar tempo &lt;br /&gt;Tempo que não há p'ra dar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter ideias e sentir &lt;br /&gt;Estar atento ao que vai vir &lt;br /&gt;Se não perder a esperança &lt;br /&gt;se souber aguentar &lt;br /&gt;Se não perder &lt;br /&gt;Serei eu capaz de dar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que amar é querer-me a mim &lt;br /&gt;E querer-me a mim dá-me o poder &lt;br /&gt;De inventar, de conseguir &lt;br /&gt;Atravessar um grande rio &lt;br /&gt;Entre o voltar e o partir &lt;br /&gt;Estranha vontade de amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll drown my beliefs&lt;br /&gt;To have your babies&lt;br /&gt;I'll dress like your niece&lt;br /&gt;And wash your swollen feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not living&lt;br /&gt;I'm just killing time&lt;br /&gt;Your tiny hands&lt;br /&gt;Your crazy kitten smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And true love waits&lt;br /&gt;In haunted attics&lt;br /&gt;And true love lives&lt;br /&gt;On lollipops and crisps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't leave&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindo...&lt;br /&gt;Posso-me sentir frágil?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7336520418386828735?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my heart&lt;br /&gt;Under the bridge&lt;br /&gt;To that little girl&lt;br /&gt;So much to me&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm old&lt;br /&gt;And now I holler&lt;br /&gt;She'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what I found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That blue eyed girl&lt;br /&gt;(that blue eyed girl)&lt;br /&gt;She said "no more"&lt;br /&gt;(she said "no more")&lt;br /&gt;That blue eyed girl&lt;br /&gt;(that blue eyed girl)&lt;br /&gt;Became blue eyed whore&lt;br /&gt;('came blue eyed whore)&lt;br /&gt;Down by the water&lt;br /&gt;(down by the water)&lt;br /&gt;I took her hand&lt;br /&gt;(I took her hand)&lt;br /&gt;Just like my daughter&lt;br /&gt;(just like my daughter)&lt;br /&gt;Won't see her again&lt;br /&gt;(see her again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh help me jesus&lt;br /&gt;Come through this storm&lt;br /&gt;I had to lose her&lt;br /&gt;To do her harm&lt;br /&gt;I heard her holler&lt;br /&gt;(I heard her holler)&lt;br /&gt;I heard her moan&lt;br /&gt;(I heard her moan)&lt;br /&gt;My lovely daughter&lt;br /&gt;(my lovely daughter)&lt;br /&gt;I took her home&lt;br /&gt;(I took her home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Come back here, man. gimme my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Come back here, man. gimme my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Come back here, man. gimme my daughter .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em honra da minhas novas actividades aquáticas!&lt;br /&gt;Já tinha saudades de ouvir esta senhora :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-6512260998451789231?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6512260998451789231/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=6512260998451789231' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6512260998451789231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;At home&lt;br /&gt;Drawing pictures&lt;br /&gt;Of mountain tops&lt;br /&gt;With him on top&lt;br /&gt;Lemon yellow sun&lt;br /&gt;Arms raised in a V&lt;br /&gt;Dead lay in pools of maroon below&lt;br /&gt;Daddy didn't give attention&lt;br /&gt;To the fact that mommy didn't care&lt;br /&gt;King Jeremy the wicked&lt;br /&gt;Ruled his world&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy spoke in class today&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy spoke in class today&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I remember&lt;br /&gt;Pickin' on the boy&lt;br /&gt;Seemed a harmless little fuck&lt;br /&gt;But we unleashed a lion&lt;br /&gt;Gnashed his teeth&lt;br /&gt;And bit the recessed lady's breast&lt;br /&gt;How could i forget&lt;br /&gt;He hit me with a surprise left&lt;br /&gt;My jaw left hurtin&lt;br /&gt;Dropped wide open&lt;br /&gt;Just like the day&lt;br /&gt;Like the day i heard&lt;br /&gt;Daddy didn't give affection&lt;br /&gt;And the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear&lt;br /&gt;King jeremy the wicked&lt;br /&gt;Ruled his world&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy spoke in class today&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy spoke in class today&lt;br /&gt;Try to forget this...&lt;br /&gt;Try to erase this...&lt;br /&gt;From the blackboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não há um Jeremias sem dois!&lt;br /&gt;E esta sabe sempre bem ouvir, e traz boas recordações!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4208786561843736928?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4208786561843736928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4208786561843736928' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4208786561843736928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4208786561843736928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeremy.html' title='Jeremy'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2451391865461535371</id><published>2009-11-30T18:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:53:30.863Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Jeremias,  fora-da-lei</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q364_OxUAV4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Q364_OxUAV4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Palma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou falar-vos dum curioso personagem: Jeremias, o fora-da-lei&lt;br /&gt;Descendente por linha travessa do famigerado Zé do Telhado&lt;br /&gt;Jeremias dedicou-se desde tenra idade ao fabrico da bomba caseira&lt;br /&gt;Cuja eloquência sempre o deixou maravilhado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para Jeremias nada se assemelha à magia da dinamite&lt;br /&gt;A não ser talvez o rugir apaixonado das mais profundas entranhas da terra&lt;br /&gt;E só quando as fachadas dos edifícios públicos explodirem numa gargalhada&lt;br /&gt;Será realmente pública a lei que as leis encerram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há quem veja em Jeremias apenas mais uma vítima da sociedade&lt;br /&gt;Muito embora ele tenha a esse respeito uma opinião bem particular&lt;br /&gt;É que enquanto um criminoso tem uma certa tendência natural para ser vitimado&lt;br /&gt;Jeremias nunca encontrou razões para se culpar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque nunca foi a ambição, nem a vingança, que o levou a desprezar a lei&lt;br /&gt;E jamais lhe passou pela cabeça tentar alterar a Constituição&lt;br /&gt;Como um poeta ele desarranja o pesadelo para lá dos limites legais&lt;br /&gt;Foragido por amor ao que é belo e por vocação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremias gosta do guarda roupa negro e dos mitos do fora-da-lei&lt;br /&gt;Gosta do calor da aguardente e de seguir remando contra a maré&lt;br /&gt;Gosta da forma como os homens respeitáveis se engasgam quando falam dele&lt;br /&gt;E da forma como as mulheres murmuram: fora-da-lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosta de tesouros e mapas sobretudo daqueles que o tempo mais maltratou&lt;br /&gt;Gosta de brincar com o destino e nem o próprio inferno o apavora&lt;br /&gt;Não estando disposto a esperar que a humanidade venha alguma vez a ser melhor&lt;br /&gt;Jeremias escolheu o seu lugar do lado de fora&lt;br /&gt;Jeremias escolheu o seu lugar do lado de fora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O som deste vídeo não é grande coisa, mas esta música já cá devia estar.&lt;br /&gt;É tão fora! Tão fxe :p&lt;br /&gt;A magia da subversão :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2451391865461535371?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2451391865461535371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2451391865461535371' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2451391865461535371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2451391865461535371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeremias-fora-da-lei.html' title='Jeremias,  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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EcX4OtLWVs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Seconds To Mars &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie awake in bed at night&lt;br /&gt;And think about your life&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be different?&lt;br /&gt;Try to let go of the truth&lt;br /&gt;The battles of your youth&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is just a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful lie&lt;br /&gt;It's the perfect denial&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful lie to believe in&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, beautiful it makes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to forget about the past&lt;br /&gt;To wash away what happened last&lt;br /&gt;Hide behind an empty face&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask too much, just say&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is just a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful lie&lt;br /&gt;It's the perfect denial&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful lie to believe in&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, beautiful it makes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;The end of the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's looking at me&lt;br /&gt;I'm running around in circles, baby&lt;br /&gt;A quiet desperation's building higher&lt;br /&gt;I've got to remember this is just a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So beautiful, beautiful&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful lie&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, beautiful&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful lie&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, beautiful...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful lie&lt;br /&gt;It's the perfect denial&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful lie to believe in&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful, beautiful it makes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A banda sonora de hoje!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-5730154758663694835?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5730154758663694835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=5730154758663694835' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5730154758663694835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/5730154758663694835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-lie.html' title='Beautiful Lie'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7865381614034581457</id><published>2009-11-27T20:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:21:51.323Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MjuUzJtGGf4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/MjuUzJtGGf4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on &lt;br /&gt;The christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top, &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the evidence&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the GROUNDS FOR fifty million hands upraised and opened toward the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a messenger, and all the news was good. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the full moon shining off a camaro's hood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was AN ALIEN, at home behind the sun, &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the pedal break that you depended on. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the verb "to trust", and never let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was A radio song, the one that you turned up, &lt;br /&gt;I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, &lt;br /&gt;I guess it never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro esta música! &lt;br /&gt;Esta música toda feita de uma ternura, de um carinho, de um brilho... Dá vontade de ser esta música. :P&lt;br /&gt;E hoje é este o sentimento!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7865381614034581457?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7865381614034581457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7865381614034581457' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7865381614034581457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7865381614034581457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2213629047988657274</id><published>2009-11-26T21:23:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:28:33.124Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><title type='text'>Scars</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nN3zICfdKwk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/nN3zICfdKwk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Roach &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind me that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home&lt;br /&gt;Cause you channel all your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're making me insane&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;br /&gt;Against my own advice&lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down&lt;br /&gt;But you never realized&lt;br /&gt;That you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;Compassion's in my nature&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever come around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand&lt;br /&gt;I left my heart open&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;Go fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta música foi mais uma das que me mostraste e que adorei! &lt;br /&gt;Esta letra!!!&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2213629047988657274?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2213629047988657274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2213629047988657274' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2213629047988657274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2213629047988657274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/scars.html' title='Scars'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-7352232368757543075</id><published>2009-11-26T19:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T19:51:27.125Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 60'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desenhos animados'/><title type='text'>Mahna Mahna</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXrU1GFqYEU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/YXrU1GFqYEU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muppets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão fixe!!!  :D&lt;br /&gt;Tinha tantas saudades de ver isto!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Agora vamos ver quantos dias vou andar com isto na cabeça!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-7352232368757543075?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7352232368757543075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=7352232368757543075' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7352232368757543075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/7352232368757543075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/mahna-mahna.html' title='Mahna Mahna'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-3759596404066691850</id><published>2009-11-26T19:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T19:44:22.553Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desenhos animados'/><title type='text'>Muppets em...Bohemian Rhapsody!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JHNeEnaZP_o&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/JHNeEnaZP_o&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muppets &amp; Queenn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está muito bom!&lt;br /&gt;Dei umas boa gargalhadas com este vídeo! &lt;br /&gt;Que saudades do Marretas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-3759596404066691850?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3759596404066691850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=3759596404066691850' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3759596404066691850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/3759596404066691850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/muppets-embohemian-rhapsody.html' title='Muppets em...Bohemian Rhapsody!'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2726153169432578082</id><published>2009-11-24T20:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:16:34.938Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><title type='text'>Original of the Species</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/music_e/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"  id="fopObj" name="fopObj" bgcolor="#2C2C2C" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="never" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="id=v28633639,v2142878,v2146011,v2154682,v2162021&amp;eID=1301797&amp;prepanelEnable=0&amp;infopanelEnable=1&amp;autoStart=1&amp;eh=YAHOO.music.video.Evp.fopCallBackHandler&amp;shareEnable=1&amp;lang=us&amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;fs=1&amp;playlistType=preprogrammed" width="480" height="415"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;      &lt;div style="font-size:0.9em;"&gt;      &lt;a href="/watch/1653582-u2-original-of-the-species"&gt;U2 Original Of The Species &lt;/a&gt;- Watch more &lt;a href="http://vodpod.com"&gt;Videos&lt;/a&gt; at Vodpod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby slow down&lt;br /&gt;The end is not as fun as the start&lt;br /&gt;Please stay a child somewhere in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you everything you want&lt;br /&gt;Except the thing that you want&lt;br /&gt;You are the first one of your kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like no-one before&lt;br /&gt;You steal right under my door&lt;br /&gt;And I kneel 'cause I want you some more&lt;br /&gt;I want the lot of what you got&lt;br /&gt;And I want nothing that you're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you go you shout it&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be shy about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things you shouldn't get too good at&lt;br /&gt;Like smiling, crying and celebrity&lt;br /&gt;Some people got way too much confidence baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you everything you want&lt;br /&gt;Except the thing that you want&lt;br /&gt;You are the first one of your kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like no-one before&lt;br /&gt;You steal right under my door&lt;br /&gt;I kneel 'cause I want you some more&lt;br /&gt;I want the lot of what you got&lt;br /&gt;And I want nothing that you're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you go you shout it&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be shy about it, no&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never be alone&lt;br /&gt;Come on now show your soul&lt;br /&gt;You've been keeping your love under control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you go you shout it&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be shy about it&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you go you shout it&lt;br /&gt;Oh my my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like no-one before&lt;br /&gt;You steal right under my door&lt;br /&gt;I kneel 'cause I want you some more&lt;br /&gt;I want you some more, I want you some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz hoje 150 anos que o Darwin publicou a sua "Origem das Espécies". Acharam que o senhor era louco... hoje dedico-lhe as minhas simpatias :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2726153169432578082?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2726153169432578082/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2726153169432578082' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2726153169432578082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2726153169432578082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/original-of-species.html' title='Original of the Species'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-211768349642465741</id><published>2009-11-23T23:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:24:37.787Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 50'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 30'/><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b67uA_TZVVM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/b67uA_TZVVM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile though your heart is aching &lt;br /&gt;Smile even though it's breaking &lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by &lt;br /&gt;If you smile through your fear and sorrow &lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face with gladness &lt;br /&gt;Hide every trace of sadness &lt;br /&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near &lt;br /&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying &lt;br /&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying? &lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile &lt;br /&gt;If you just smile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying &lt;br /&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying? &lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile &lt;br /&gt;If you just smile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava à procura de uma música animada,sobre sorrir ou sobre o sorriso. Encontrei esta e apaixonei-me! Não é a mais animada das músicas, mas é animadora. E é linda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-211768349642465741?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/211768349642465741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=211768349642465741' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/211768349642465741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/211768349642465741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-4121392742918982582</id><published>2009-11-22T20:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:13:18.346Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Tonto</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSQQAj0_kjE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/pSQQAj0_kjE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xutos &amp; Pontapés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu senti-me um pouco&lt;br /&gt;Tonto&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber o que fazer&lt;br /&gt;Talvez fosse a tua&lt;br /&gt;Imagem&lt;br /&gt;Talvez fosse por&lt;br /&gt;Querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao certo abriste-me a&lt;br /&gt;Porta&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não queria entrar&lt;br /&gt;Só queria uma miragem&lt;br /&gt;Só queria naufragar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Faz tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;E eu não esqueci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tu chegaste tão perto&lt;br /&gt;Que te apertei no meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Já não era uma miragem&lt;br /&gt;Era a serio eras Tu&lt;br /&gt;Era a serio eras Tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Faz tanto tempo &lt;br /&gt;E eu não esqueci&lt;br /&gt;Era a serio eras Tu&lt;br /&gt;Era a serio eras Tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma música fabulosa. Quem é que nunca sentiu essa tontura de vontade, de desejo, de encanto? Quem não a quer sentir... :) É tão bom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-4121392742918982582?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4121392742918982582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=4121392742918982582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4121392742918982582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/4121392742918982582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/tonto.html' title='Tonto'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-977513090433082066</id><published>2009-11-20T21:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:51:44.507Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 90'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Agarra-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YnyF5yM7CE4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/YnyF5yM7CE4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedro Abrunhosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Onde estiveres, eu estou&lt;br /&gt;Onde tu fores, eu vou&lt;br /&gt;Se tu quiseres assim&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo é o teu mundo&lt;br /&gt;E um beijo um segundo&lt;br /&gt;És parte de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para onde olhares, eu corro&lt;br /&gt;Se me faltares, eu morro&lt;br /&gt;Quando vieres, distante&lt;br /&gt;Soltam-se amarras&lt;br /&gt;E tocam guitarras&lt;br /&gt;Por ti, como dantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarra-me esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Sente o tempo que eu perdi (mmmmm)&lt;br /&gt;Agarra-me esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Que amanhã não estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarra-me esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Sente o tempo que eu perdi (mmmmm)&lt;br /&gt;Agarra-me esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Que amanhã não estou aqui"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À procura de outra música reencontei esta. Uma das músicas de desejo, de ardor, de urgência mais intensas. Adoro!&lt;br /&gt;Apetece ter uma história assim. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-977513090433082066?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/977513090433082066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=977513090433082066' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/977513090433082066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/977513090433082066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/agarra-me.html' title='Agarra-me'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-2788856174687279548</id><published>2009-11-20T21:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:52:01.338Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Século XXI - 1ª década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música Portuguesa'/><title type='text'>Beijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7CWk8Apl7c&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/T7CWk8Apl7c&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedro Abrunhosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso deixar que te leve&lt;br /&gt;O castigo da ausência,&lt;br /&gt;Vou ficar a esperar&lt;br /&gt;E vais ver-me lutar&lt;br /&gt;Para que esse mar não nos vença.&lt;br /&gt;Não posso pensar que esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Adormeço sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;Vou ficar a escrever,&lt;br /&gt;E talvez vá vencer&lt;br /&gt;O teu longo caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que saibas&lt;br /&gt;Que sem ti não há lua,&lt;br /&gt;Nem as árvores crescem,&lt;br /&gt;Ou as mãos amanhecem&lt;br /&gt;Entre as sombras da rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leva os meus braços,&lt;br /&gt;Esconde-te em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Que a dor do silêncio X 2&lt;br /&gt;Contigo eu venço&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso deixar de sentir-te&lt;br /&gt;Na memória das mãos,&lt;br /&gt;Vou ficar a despir-te,&lt;br /&gt;E talvez ouça rir-te&lt;br /&gt;Nas paredes, no chão.&lt;br /&gt;Não posso mentir que as lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;São saudades do beijo,&lt;br /&gt;Vou ficar mais despido&lt;br /&gt;Que um corpo vencido,&lt;br /&gt;Perdido em desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que saibas&lt;br /&gt;Que sem ti não há lua,&lt;br /&gt;Nem as árvores crescem,&lt;br /&gt;Ou as mãos amanhecem&lt;br /&gt;Entre as sombras da rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leva os meus braços,&lt;br /&gt;Esconde-te em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Que a dor do silêncio X 2&lt;br /&gt;Contigo eu venço&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canção de dor e abandono. Lindíssima...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-2788856174687279548?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2788856174687279548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=2788856174687279548' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2788856174687279548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/2788856174687279548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/beijo.html' title='Beijo'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192982665550218133.post-6828357914416411496</id><published>2009-11-19T22:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:05:02.629Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 60'/><title type='text'>Hey Jude</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wM0IDLAntVM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/wM0IDLAntVM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Jude, don't make it bad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a sad song and make it better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you can start to make it better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Jude, don't be afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were made to go out and get her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute you let her under your skin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you begin to make it better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And any time you feel the pain, hey, Jude, refrain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't carry the world upon your shoulders &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well don't you know that its a fool who plays it coo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By making his world a little colder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Jude! Don't let her down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have found her, now go and get her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to let her into your heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you can start to make it better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let it out and let it in, hey, Jude, begin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone to perform with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know that it's just you, hey, Jude, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll do, the movement you need is on your shoulder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Jude, don't make it bad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a sad song and make it better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to let her into your heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you can start to make it better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soube-me tão bem ouvir esta música hoje! Passem os anos que passarem será sempre uma canção do caraças! LINDA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4192982665550218133-6828357914416411496?l=avidaemsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6828357914416411496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4192982665550218133&amp;postID=6828357914416411496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6828357914416411496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4192982665550218133/posts/default/6828357914416411496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avidaemsons.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-jude.html' title='Hey Jude'/><author><name>Joaníssima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17626504782144051399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRAkH9j83f8/SrayJbzNhrI/AAAAAAAAANs/FNwBfTf5B50/S220/Ferias+2009+092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
