<?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-24731489</id><updated>2011-09-05T23:04:15.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RefleXos de mim ao sabor dos soNHos. . .</title><subtitle type='html'>Tudo nasce, cresce e morre tudo passa e o tempo corre. . .mas os sonhos. . .os sonhos vão para além da ETERNIDADE!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-289067789874737115</id><published>2008-09-25T17:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:29:34.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Limites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Amo tudo aquilo que tenho e não tenho...&lt;br /&gt;Amo todas as pessoas que me amam e me querem bem...&lt;br /&gt;Amo tudo o que me faz sorrir...&lt;br /&gt;Amo tudo o que me faz amar tudo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há muito que me faz rir...&lt;br /&gt;Há muito que me faz chorar...&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo na vida tem limites...&lt;br /&gt;Todos lutam...&lt;br /&gt;Mas muitos não aguentam a luta da vida...&lt;br /&gt;É realmente lamentavel... Mas é a vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas fazem a nossa vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver na ilusão, solidão, tristeza, magoa...&lt;br /&gt;Muitos aguentam, Parabéns, muitos Parabéns,&lt;br /&gt;são realmente pessoas dignas de viver...&lt;br /&gt;São idolos para mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas para tudo na vida há limites...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by: AC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-289067789874737115?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/289067789874737115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=289067789874737115' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/289067789874737115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/289067789874737115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/09/limites.html' title='Limites...'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-9125644915091973648</id><published>2008-02-19T01:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:14:58.521Z</updated><title type='text'>Craig David - Unbelievable - Inacreditável (Tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R7o40ShhA9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/yOK3Njim2m8/s1600-h/wallpaper41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168505993337832402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="174" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R7o40ShhA9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/yOK3Njim2m8/s200/wallpaper41.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eu sempre disse que saberia onde encontrar o amor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre pensei que eu estaria pronto e forte o suficiente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas ás vezes eu apenas senti que poderia desistir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas agora Tu vieste e mudas-te o meu mundo inteiro,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu estou em algum lugar em que nunca estive antes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora eu vejo, o que significa o amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é tão inacreditável,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu não quero que isso se vá,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algo tão bonito,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fluindo como uma cachoeira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sinto como se Tu sempre tivesses sido,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para sempre uma parte de mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E isso é tão inacreditável, finalmente estar apaixonado,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em algum lugar eu nunca pensei que eu estaria.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração, na minha cabeça, é tão claro agora,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Segura a minha mão que Tu não terás mais nada a temer agora,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estava perdido e Tu resgataste-me de alguma maneira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estou vivo, eu estou completamente apaixonado por Ti,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E eu nunca estive aqui antes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora eu vejo, o que significa o amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando eu penso no que eu tenho, e na chance que quase perdi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não posso ajudar mas sofro, e choro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah sim, sofro e choro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora eu vejo, o que significa o amor. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-9125644915091973648?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/9125644915091973648/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=9125644915091973648' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/9125644915091973648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/9125644915091973648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/02/craig-david-unbelievable-inacreditvel.html' title='Craig David - Unbelievable - Inacreditável (Tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R7o40ShhA9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/yOK3Njim2m8/s72-c/wallpaper41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-8618574213548925519</id><published>2008-01-04T20:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:36:45.772Z</updated><title type='text'>Susana Félix - (bem) Na Minha Mão</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Abro os olhos e adormeço&lt;br /&gt;Sem a mente fraquejar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saio pela manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De passagem, coisa vã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrapagem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que a viagem tem princípio, meio e fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto vergo, não parto&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto choro, não seco&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto vivo, não corro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;À procura do que é certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me venham buzinar&lt;br /&gt;Vou tão bem na minha mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Então vou para lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ver o que dá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pé atrás na engrenagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altruísta até mais não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enquanto vergo, não parto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enquanto choro, não seco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enquanto vivo, não corro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;À procura do que é certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Presa por um fio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Na vertigem do vazio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que escorrega entre os dedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preso em duas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que o futuro é mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O presente coerente na razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frases feitas são reféns da pulsação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto vergo, não parto&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto choro, não seco&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto vivo, não corro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;À procura do que é certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-8618574213548925519?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8618574213548925519/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=8618574213548925519' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8618574213548925519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8618574213548925519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2008/01/susana-flix-bem-na-minha-mo.html' title='Susana Félix - (bem) Na Minha Mão'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-8064052490195297780</id><published>2007-12-11T19:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T18:55:47.276Z</updated><title type='text'>Aproveitar Oportunidades (tradução) - Celine Dion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Não sei muito da tua vida&lt;br /&gt;Não sei muito sobre o teu mundo mas&lt;br /&gt;Não quero estar só esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Neste planeta chamado Terra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu não sabes do meu passado&lt;br /&gt;E eu não tenho um futuro planejado&lt;br /&gt;E talvez isto esteja indo rápido demais&lt;br /&gt;E talvez não seja feito pra durar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que tu dizes sobre aproveitar oportunidades?&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes sobre saltar para fora do limite?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabendo se existe um chão sólido abaixo&lt;br /&gt;Ou uma mão para segurar, ou um inferno para enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes?&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quero começar de novo&lt;br /&gt;Talvez tu possas me mostrar como tentar&lt;br /&gt;Talvez tu poderias me acolher&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar abaixo da tua pele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes sobre aproveitar oportunidades?&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes sobre saltar para fora do limite?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabendo se existe um chão sólido abaixo&lt;br /&gt;Ou uma mão para segurar, ou um inferno para enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes?&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu tive meu coração posto para baixo&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sempre volto para mais, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Nada como o amor para te puxar para cima&lt;br /&gt;Quando tu estás deitado no chão, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Então fala comigo, fala comigo&lt;br /&gt;Como os amantes fazem&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, anda comigo, anda comigo&lt;br /&gt;Como os amantes fazem&lt;br /&gt;Como os amantes fazem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes sobre aproveitar oportunidades?&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes sobre saltar para fora do limite?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabendo se existe um chão sólido abaixo&lt;br /&gt;Ou uma mão para segurar, ou um inferno para enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes?&lt;br /&gt;O que tu dizes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não sei muito da tua vida&lt;br /&gt;Não sei muito sobre o teu mundo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Simplesmente Magnifico...Sem palavras...esta música diz Muito...dis TUDO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-8064052490195297780?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-4584736308027118580</id><published>2007-12-07T12:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:41:38.394Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma Pequena Definição . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R1lNgvUOxCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/baMkTtmx8XQ/s1600-h/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R1lNgvUOxCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/baMkTtmx8XQ/s320/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141225674472604706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:14;" &gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:12;"  lang="PT" &gt;O amor é tudo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A Paixão é apenas carne,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; sexo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; desejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; e volúpia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.. ...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Para quem não sabe aqui fica uma pequena definição de PaiXão !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-4584736308027118580?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4584736308027118580/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-2112836941944602510</id><published>2007-11-30T19:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-30T19:43:41.681Z</updated><title type='text'>Vou lutar no silêncio de umas páginas escritas . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R1Bm5vUOxBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0UDGK9N3cVY/s1600-R/hgf.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 235px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R1Bm5vUOxBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/r4R1sscSq-E/s320/hgf.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138720316969632786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O tempo passa e tu não me sais da cabeça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As dúvidas pairam quando estou na tua presença...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O meu coração dispara e eu sei que é Paixão...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dúvidas que renascem dentro de mim é o que será que tu sentes por mim?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei nem vou implorar para saber,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vou continuar a viver os momentos, a deixar andar,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passar. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas quieta não vou ficar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No som do silêncio de umas páginas escritas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vou fazer com que algo bata dentro de ti também,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E que mexa essa tua vida tão certinha e aborrecida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Essa vida que sei que não amas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas que fazes para amar...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro habito...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero mostrar te o quanto é belo este mundo de aventura,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de Paixão, ternura, carinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Este mundo com tempo para se VIVER ... !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Vou lutar no silêncio de umas páginas escritas . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-2112836941944602510?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2112836941944602510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=2112836941944602510' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2112836941944602510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PAZ    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;         DOR            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;SAUDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; SABOR  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AMOR &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;DESEJO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CARINHO&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; PALADAR  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; OUVIR  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;SENTIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;OBSERVAR  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;DAR  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;GOSTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ADORAR  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; PAIXÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; AMIZADE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;TERNURA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; GRADIDÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;SABEDORIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; AR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;LUZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;VENTO   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;TOQUE   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; CHEIRO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;FOGO   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PROTEGER   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; FALAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; SABOREAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                    TRISTEZA             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  SEGREDO  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ALEGRIA                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; MAGIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (. . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt; VIVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-6544471794488914542?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6544471794488914542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=6544471794488914542' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/6544471794488914542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/6544471794488914542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/palavras-soltas.html' title='Palavras Soltas. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-3184453618143677896</id><published>2007-11-29T16:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T16:34:31.625Z</updated><title type='text'>Jorge Palma - Encosta-te A Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R07pS3X1X6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/5F40XLQ5BRo/s1600-h/Nos+teus+bracos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R07pS3X1X6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/5F40XLQ5BRo/s320/Nos+teus+bracos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138300735187148706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Encosta-te a mim, nós já vivemos cem mil anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encosta-te a mim, talvez eu esteja a exagerar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;encosta-te a mim, dá cabo dos teus desenganos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;não queiras ver quem eu não sou, deixa-me chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chegado da guerra, fiz tudo p´ra sobreviver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em nome da terra, no fundo p´ra te merecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recebe-me bem, não desencantes os meus passos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faz de mim o teu herói, não quero adormecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que eu vi, estou a partilhar contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o que não vivi, hei-de inventar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sei que não sei, às vezes entender o teu olhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas quero-te bem, encosta-te a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim, desatinamos tantas vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vizinha de mim, deixa ser meu o teu quintal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recebe esta pomba que não está armadilhada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foi comprada, foi roubada, seja como for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu venho do nada porque arrasei o que não quis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;em nome da estrada onde só quero ser feliz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enrosca-te a mim, vai desarmar a flor queimada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vai beijar o homem-bomba, quero adormecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que eu vi, estou a partilhar contigo&lt;br /&gt;o que não vivi, um dia hei-de inventar contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sei que não sei, às vezes entender o teu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas quero-te bem, encosta-te a mim."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-3184453618143677896?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R07pS3X1X6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/5F40XLQ5BRo/s72-c/Nos+teus+bracos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-7526622433154606134</id><published>2007-11-22T12:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T12:46:22.181Z</updated><title type='text'>Fingertips "Cause to Love You" (Tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0V5KHdTNwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kDAroyUoEgI/s1600-h/s375x320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135644164793513730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0V5KHdTNwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kDAroyUoEgI/s320/s375x320.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando estou me sentindo mal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nada parece estar bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eu vejo os olhos dela e acredito que encontrarei um caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quando estou me sentindo mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As coisas não correm tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eu vejo os olhos dela e esqueço-me das lágrimas que caem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quando estou sozinho na rua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E estou assustado e cansado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pela primeira vez em minha vida inteira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sentia desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quando estou longe de casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E não quero ser encontrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Corro para os teus braços e eles trazem os meus pés para o chão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque amar-te significa tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quando eu preciso de chorar tu me fazes tentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quero morrer e pergunta porquê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque não consigo lutar mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quando estou me sentindo mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As coisas não correm tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eu vejo os olhos dela e acredito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nós encontraremos um caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quando estou sozinho na rua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E estou assustado e cansado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pela primeira vez em minha vida inteira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sentia desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quando estou longe de casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E não quero ser encontrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Corro para os teus braços e eles trazem os meus pés para o chão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque amar-te significa tanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque amar-te significa tanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Quando eu quis parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Quando eu quis falhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Vi os teus olhos e acreditei que há muito mais…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Muito mais…muito mais."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-7526622433154606134?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7526622433154606134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=7526622433154606134' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/7526622433154606134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/7526622433154606134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/fingertips-cause-to-love-you-traduo.html' title='Fingertips &quot;Cause to Love You&quot; (Tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0V5KHdTNwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kDAroyUoEgI/s72-c/s375x320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-6061136478061046249</id><published>2007-11-22T09:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T10:02:05.776Z</updated><title type='text'>E aquele Silêncio. . .?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0VR8HdTNuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HMGjCvH1Nic/s1600-h/silencio+frase.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135601043321861858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" height="342" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0VR8HdTNuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HMGjCvH1Nic/s320/silencio+frase.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Por algumas vezes que ouvi aquele silência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Por vezes prolongado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Por vezes instantânio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pois eu tinha necessidade de o quebrar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;estava a fazer-me pensar e sorrir demais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fazia o meu coração bater &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e sentir cada vez mais o momento. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Senti-me ameaçada por aquele silêncio. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Será que fui a única a senti-lo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0VR0HdTNtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/WUHACuVkprw/s1600-h/silencio+frase.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-6061136478061046249?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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roman;"&gt;Foi Único. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Apaixonante. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Encantador. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Simples. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Modesto. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meigo. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quente. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E o meu coração?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Incrivel . . . à muito que não o sentia assim . . . !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; (. . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Poderia estar aqui uma eternidade para tentar descrever como foi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;como me senti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Poderia escrever mais &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cem palavras . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas na verdade tudo o que aconteceu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;O momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A forma . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUDO&lt;/strong&gt; me deixou &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem palavras !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-2860163866552758724?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2860163866552758724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=2860163866552758724' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2860163866552758724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2860163866552758724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/sem-ou-cem-palavras.html' title='Sem ou Cem Palavras...?!?'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0VLu3dTNsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Fj_bfnqEYOc/s72-c/silencio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-4075415696788710503</id><published>2007-11-19T15:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:36:11.929Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0Gq_XdTNrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gVffLNkRk-0/s1600-h/pequeno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134573055784466098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0Gq_XdTNrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gVffLNkRk-0/s320/pequeno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pega-me ao colo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Põe-me na palma da tua mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Aconchega-me no teu ninho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Dá-me todo aquele carinho e conforto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;que sei que existe dentro de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sei que tens vontade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Eu sinto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sou mulher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Também sei por isso e muito mais...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Não fujas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Não tenhas medo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Não me deites fora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Não me chutes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Aninha-te em mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Deixa-me saborear o calor do que existe em nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Quero sentir-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Quero viver-te...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Eu não quero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Eu preciso de Ti...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-4075415696788710503?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4075415696788710503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=4075415696788710503' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4075415696788710503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4075415696788710503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/pega-me-ao-colo-pe-me-na-palma-da-tua.html' title=''/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0Gq_XdTNrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gVffLNkRk-0/s72-c/pequeno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-2452221267963028654</id><published>2007-11-19T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:25:00.764Z</updated><title type='text'>Ez Special - "Sei Que Sabes Que Sim"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0Gp0HdTNqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9ohI0RgXLQw/s1600-h/mergulho%2520nuno%2520ferro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134571762999309986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" height="228" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0Gp0HdTNqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9ohI0RgXLQw/s320/mergulho%2520nuno%2520ferro.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sei que sabes que sim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e que para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;és o mundo la fora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Não há nada a fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;nem nada a dizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;aqui e agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Deixa a volta ao mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vai ser o que o tempo entender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;em que não tens o dizer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;só tens que o sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;se sabes que sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e que para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;és o mundo lá fora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Olha para mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;se estiveres a fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;falamos depois, a qualquer hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Olha para mim, tudo tem um fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;vemo-nos depois...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sei que és parte de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;estarás sempre aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;sei que não demora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;não há nada a fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;nem nada a dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;aqui e agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa a volta ao mundo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vai ser o que o tempo enteder &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em que nao tens que o dizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so tens que o sentir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se sabes que sim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e que para mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;és o mundo lá fora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Olha para mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;se estiveres a fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;falamos depois, a qualqer hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Olha para mim, tudo tem um fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;vemo-nos depois..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-2452221267963028654?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2452221267963028654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=2452221267963028654' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2452221267963028654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2452221267963028654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/ez-special-sei-que-sabes-que-sim.html' title='Ez Special - &quot;Sei Que Sabes Que Sim&quot;'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/R0Gp0HdTNqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9ohI0RgXLQw/s72-c/mergulho%2520nuno%2520ferro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-3335746163644473210</id><published>2007-11-13T12:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:59:34.854Z</updated><title type='text'>Confusão no Coração. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rzmf0xaCLsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lPU1-qYdn5g/s1600-h/duvidas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132308979329937090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rzmf0xaCLsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lPU1-qYdn5g/s320/duvidas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sinto o coração a mil à hora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cada batimento por segundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bate...por vezes de dor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;por vezes por incertezas que me dão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ultimamente tem batido mais pelas incertezas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Confesso estou perdida na confusão do meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não queria, Não quero...Mas ele bate...e Muito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Queria resolver esta confusão, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pois sei que a dor passaria também...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porquê coração meu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;só corres atrás da confusão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não quero pensar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas tenho medo de agir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não te quero perder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prefiro ter-te pelo menos no coração e perto de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do que te perder para sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque mandas lanha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque me queimo eu, mesmo sabendo que é de proposito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque foges e ao mesmo tempo ficas tão próximo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não o quero dizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas já o sinto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;com algumas dúvidas, mas com muitas certezas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou apaixonada pela pessoa errada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mais uma vez. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que coração é este?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coração que só busca a dor, o sofrimento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;o IMPOSSIVEL ???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Troquem o meu coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ou então tirem-no da confusão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não estou confusa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas sim de mãos e pés atados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pois não me posso virar para nenhum dos lados. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NÃO ME DEIXAM AMAR . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-3335746163644473210?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3335746163644473210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=3335746163644473210' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3335746163644473210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3335746163644473210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/confuso-no-corao.html' title='Confusão no Coração. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rzmf0xaCLsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lPU1-qYdn5g/s72-c/duvidas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-3235175718748047429</id><published>2007-11-12T14:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:02:39.380Z</updated><title type='text'>A Vida dá-nos muitas surpresas. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzhvrxaCLrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sfmKHUoCSEE/s1600-h/sixth-sense.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131974573176270514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="277" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzhvrxaCLrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sfmKHUoCSEE/s320/sixth-sense.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Existem momentos na nossa vida que por vezes parecem sonhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;coisas mesmo fora de orbita, que nos deixam a pensar em tudo ao mesmo tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ontem estava num café com umas amigas até que um senhor que parecia assim tipo Indio olhou para cada uma de nós e descreveu-nos linha a linha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fiquei em choque, pois nunca o tinha visto, mas ele sim diz que já me conhecia a mim e mais uma das minhas amigas e que nós já nos conhecemos à muito tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Disse-me coisas que me deixaram a pensar muito, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;apesar de já serem coisas que para mim não eram novidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(foi incrivel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não me recordo de tudo tin tin por tin tin, mas houve muitas palavras/frases que me ficaram em mente...passo a dita-las...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Para que te respeitem, primeiro tens de te respeitar ati própria..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A pessoa que está ao teu lado neste momento na tua vida não te dá o devido valor..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"És uma pessoa complicada, mas muito bonita, por dentro e por fora...és muito krida, e por seres a pessoa que és, é por isso que os teus amigos gostam muito de ti e te dão muito valor, porque mesmo que tu penses que não, tu tens muito, mas mesmo muito valor..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tu mostras ser aquilo que não és, ou seja, mostras ser forte mas choras sozinha..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Neste momento da tua vida andas muito confusa, não sabes se te hades virar para a esquerda ou direita..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pensas muito mais nos outros e esqueceste de ti, e também pensas muito antes de agires, fazes muitas perguntas...tens de começar a agir mais e pensar menos e se pensares, pensa no que Tu queres e não no que as outras pessoas querem e pensam..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Adoro-te miuda...Adoro-te, és mesmo uma pessoa muito querida..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tudo isto foram as palavras que me foram ditas por esse Senhor, que nem queria que fosse tratado por senhor ou por você, mas sim por Tu, uma pessoa simples e muito interessante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Além destas palavras houveram muitas mais, mas como já disse nem de tudo me recordo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Confesso, tudo o que ele disse é verdade, apenas houve um "senão"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não estou confusa pela direita ou pela esquerda(LOL), simplesmente não me posso virar para nenhum dos lados, pois os dois são complicados e não me dão essa regalia para poder escolher, ou seja, estou confusa sim, mas é em relação ao que heide fazer tanto para o lado direito como para o lado esquerdo...!! LooL Que confusão né?! Mas é verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quem me conhece podia dizer-me tudo isto na cara, não ficava minimamente intimidada nem surpreendida, mas isto foi algo surreal que me deixou a pensar muito, coisa que ele também me disse que eu fazia muito e que não devia...PENSAR MUITO!!! ;oP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Foi muito interessante, gostei imenso e também aprendi alguma coisa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Em relação ás minhas amigas, tudo o que ele dizia também batia certo e também aprenderam algo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ficamos curiosas e anciosas para voltarmos a falar com aquele Homem, ao qual chamo-lhe Homem especial...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É a primeira vez que escrevo no meu blog um acontecimento da minha vida feito por texto, por isso podem imaginar o quanto isto mexeu comigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Amei de coração, mesmo...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A vida tem destas coisas e eu cada vez adoro-a mais por isso...! =) **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-3235175718748047429?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3235175718748047429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=3235175718748047429' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3235175718748047429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3235175718748047429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/existem-momentos-na-nossa-vida-que-por.html' title='A Vida dá-nos muitas surpresas. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzhvrxaCLrI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sfmKHUoCSEE/s72-c/sixth-sense.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-6060577771829720110</id><published>2007-11-12T09:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:45:56.831Z</updated><title type='text'>Tiago Bettencourt &amp; Mantha - Canção Simples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzggPhaCLqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/A0UEBzZ6mhE/s1600-h/sol_na_mao_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131887226426371746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzggPhaCLqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/A0UEBzZ6mhE/s320/sol_na_mao_50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "Há qualquer coisa de leve na tua mão,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qualquer coisa que aquece o coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Há qualquer coisa quente quando estás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qualquer coisa que prende e nos desfaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A forma dos teus braços sobre os meus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O tempo dos meus olhos sobre os teus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Desço nos teus ombros para provar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tudo o que pediste para levar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o solFazes muito mais…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tens os raios fortes a queimar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Todo o gelo frio que construí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Entras no meu sangue devagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E eu a transbordar dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;Tens os raios brancos como um rio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sou quem sai do escuro para te ver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tens os raios puros no luar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sou quem grita fundo para te ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero ver as cores que tu vês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para saber a dança que tu és&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero ser do vento que te faz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero ser do espaço onde estás&lt;br /&gt;Deixa ser tão leve a tua mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para ser tão simples a canção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deixa ser das flores o respirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para ser mais fácil te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vem quebrar o medo, vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saber se há depois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E sentir que somos dois,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas que juntos somos mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero ser razão para seres maior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero te oferecer o meu melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero ser razão para seres maior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero te oferecer o meu melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fazes muito mais que o sol. . ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-6060577771829720110?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/6060577771829720110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=6060577771829720110' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/6060577771829720110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/6060577771829720110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/tiago-bettencourt-mantha-cano-simples.html' title='Tiago Bettencourt &amp; Mantha - Canção Simples'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzggPhaCLqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/A0UEBzZ6mhE/s72-c/sol_na_mao_50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-919440378701136944</id><published>2007-11-09T14:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:54:10.639Z</updated><title type='text'>E VIVA O FIM - DE - SEMANA ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzR0IRaCLpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OAW_e14KDxY/s1600-h/sexta%2520feira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130853560942210706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="303" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzR0IRaCLpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OAW_e14KDxY/s320/sexta%2520feira.jpg" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-919440378701136944?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/919440378701136944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=919440378701136944' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/919440378701136944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/919440378701136944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/e-viva-o-fim-de-semana.html' title='E VIVA O FIM - DE - SEMANA ! ! !'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzR0IRaCLpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OAW_e14KDxY/s72-c/sexta%2520feira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-845691679866371418</id><published>2007-11-09T14:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:49:55.717Z</updated><title type='text'>Ez Special - Menina Bonita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzRzQhaCLoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/arqa2G_Xbc0/s1600-h/menina__dia%252010__melhor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130852603164503682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzRzQhaCLoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/arqa2G_Xbc0/s320/menina__dia%252010__melhor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Quando eu te vejo&lt;br /&gt;Sinto saudade&lt;br /&gt;Dos teus dias quentes&lt;br /&gt;E de tempestade.&lt;br /&gt;Para conseguir&lt;br /&gt;Fazer-te feliz&lt;br /&gt;Fico hoje contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda, passa o dia a correr&lt;br /&gt;Chego a Terça-feira sem a conseguir ver&lt;br /&gt;Quarta, há tanto para dizer&lt;br /&gt;Acordo e ainda posso ver o dia nascer&lt;br /&gt;Quinta, paro para pensar,&lt;br /&gt;Como seria se vivesse noutro lugar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Menina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bonita, &lt;strong&gt;é sexta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E vamos vadiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vai levar muito&lt;br /&gt;Para seres capaz&lt;br /&gt;De veres em mim&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que um rapaz&lt;br /&gt;Espero que não seja, tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;P'ra levar-te comigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda, passa o dia a correr&lt;br /&gt;Chego a Terça-feira sem a conseguir ver&lt;br /&gt;Quarta, há tanto para dizer&lt;br /&gt;Acordo e ainda posso ver o dia nascer&lt;br /&gt;Quinta, paro para pensar&lt;br /&gt;Como seria se vivesse noutro lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Menina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bonita, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;é sexta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só quero ficar&lt;br /&gt;Todo o meu tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Não estragar&lt;br /&gt;Esse momento&lt;br /&gt;Quando passas perto,&lt;br /&gt;Tão perto de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda, passa o dia a correr&lt;br /&gt;Chego a Terça-feira sem a conseguir ver&lt;br /&gt;Quarta, há tanto para dizer&lt;br /&gt;Acordo e ainda posso ver o dia nascer&lt;br /&gt;Quinta, paro para pensar&lt;br /&gt;Como seria se vivesse noutro lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Menina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bonita,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; é sexta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e vamos vadiar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda passa o dia a correr&lt;br /&gt;Chego a Terça-feira sem a conseguir ver&lt;br /&gt;Quarta há tanto para dizer&lt;br /&gt;Acordo e ainda posso ver o dia nascer&lt;br /&gt;Quinta, paro para pensar&lt;br /&gt;Como seria se vivesse noutro lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Menina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bonita, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;é sexta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te vejo&lt;br /&gt;Sinto saudade&lt;br /&gt;Dos teus dias quentes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLLLLLLoooooooOOOOLLLLLL ;P =D * *&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-845691679866371418?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/845691679866371418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=845691679866371418' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/845691679866371418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/845691679866371418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/ez-special-menina-bonita.html' title='Ez Special - Menina Bonita'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzRzQhaCLoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/arqa2G_Xbc0/s72-c/menina__dia%252010__melhor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-7252596622120560026</id><published>2007-11-07T16:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:41:06.953Z</updated><title type='text'>Dizer que Não - Lucia Moniz</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzHpDztfDUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Te1_e3EdO8k/s1600-h/estiloklee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130137702181571906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzHpDztfDUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Te1_e3EdO8k/s320/estiloklee.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Diz-lhe que não, diz-lhe que tudo acabou&lt;br /&gt;Que é sempre mais feliz aquele que mais amou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chega de juras de amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promessas de amor eterno&lt;br /&gt;Para algum tempo depois&lt;br /&gt;Voltarmos ao mesmo inferno&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes é mesmo assim&lt;br /&gt;Não há outra solução&lt;br /&gt;Doi muito dizer que sim&lt;br /&gt;Doi menos dizer que não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz-lhe que não, diz-lhe que tudo acabou&lt;br /&gt;Que é sempre mais feliz aquele que mais amou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diz-lhe que chega de ouvir as frases habituais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chamam-me a maior paixão da vida, coisas banais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maior ou não pouco importa&lt;br /&gt;Ser a única isso sim&lt;br /&gt;Diz-lhe que não me enganou&lt;br /&gt;Enganou-se ele por mim&lt;br /&gt;Diz-lhe que não, está na hora de acabar&lt;br /&gt;Mas por favor não lhe digas que ainda me viste chorar..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-7252596622120560026?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzHpDztfDUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Te1_e3EdO8k/s72-c/estiloklee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-8626413752516294427</id><published>2007-11-06T16:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:51:23.951Z</updated><title type='text'>Não olhes para trás - T.T. feat Nuno Guerreiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzCbZDtfDTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QL-DNgo0Yr8/s1600-h/1844388-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129770830370114866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzCbZDtfDTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QL-DNgo0Yr8/s320/1844388-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;". . .Vem ao pé de mim, dá-me o teu calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não tenhas medo de apostar em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acredita que ás vezes acabamos assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Não sabes se vale a pena apostar ou não,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aposta na razão, &lt;strong&gt;ouve o teu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anda, Anda, vem gostar de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dá-me o toque, dá-me um beijo. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não olhes para trás. . ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Melhor mensagem para o momento não há!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-8626413752516294427?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzCbZDtfDTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QL-DNgo0Yr8/s72-c/1844388-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-5561742263426623248</id><published>2007-11-06T12:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T12:43:08.982Z</updated><title type='text'>Públicidade ;o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzBfdjtfDSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BF_GkKjqexo/s1600-h/ginja+velha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129704936981859618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzBfdjtfDSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BF_GkKjqexo/s320/ginja+velha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Venham conhecer o novo café da Zona de Lisboa Alcântra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um espaço pequeno mas Muito acolhedor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;com muitos bons petiscos, incluindo aqueles hamburguers maravilhosos!;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O pessoal e o ambiente é excelente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quem lá vai não quer outra coisa! EhEh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em relação ao nome "Ginja Velha", se querem saber o porquê passem lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;é sempre bom saber!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Este espaço está aberto de Terça a Domingo todo o dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a Segunda será para descanso semanal do pessoal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Passem lá, garanto que não se vão arrepender! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para mais informações é só deixarem comentários com perguntas que eu responderei a Tudo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obrigada!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-5561742263426623248?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5561742263426623248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=5561742263426623248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/5561742263426623248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/5561742263426623248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/pblicidade-o.html' title='Públicidade ;o)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RzBfdjtfDSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BF_GkKjqexo/s72-c/ginja+velha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-7807413910895635105</id><published>2007-11-05T12:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:18:18.669Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ry8SrDtfDRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CImpoaUhmS0/s1600-h/olhares3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129339031538044178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ry8SrDtfDRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CImpoaUhmS0/s320/olhares3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinceramente, mesmo Sinceramente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não sei porque tou a escrever este texto, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nem sei o que vou escrever...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez tudo, mas nada...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tenho a minha cabeça num torbilhão de sentimentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;confusões,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;olhares perdidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;toques de mão a mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;caricias repentinas que ninguém percebe, mas "todos" queremos perceber,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;palavras que correm a minha mente constantemente. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quero que tudo desapareça da mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quero não te ouvir dentro de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quero fingir que está tudo bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Que me és completamente indiferente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Apenas que exista a amizade. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas não consigo ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não sei que se passa comigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;tenho medo, muito medo. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não quero, Não gosto, de magoar ninguém,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;trair, estragar algo belo que existe dentro de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas ao mesmo tempo quero quebrar tudo aquilo que sempre fui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fazer tudo aquilo que NUNCA fiz . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas poquê isto agora??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque falaste comigo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque fizeste com que eu pensasse e sentisse??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;PORQUÊ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque não me olhas??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque foges com o teu olhar de mim??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque te acanhas perante mim??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque é que quando me vês de surpresa ficas daquela forma que nem eu sei explicar??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;PORQUÊ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Porque é que sinto uma necessidade enorme de te ver e estar contigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mas ao mesmo tempo não quero, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;porque não quero que ninguém sofra...???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não sei que fazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não sei que pensar mais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Apetece IMENSO fazer o Mal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas o Bem corre nas minhas veias. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Se ao menos Tu me ajudasses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas nem isso. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tu "foges" e deixas-me assim. . .confusa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Desculpa, Desculpa. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-7807413910895635105?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7807413910895635105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=7807413910895635105' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/7807413910895635105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/7807413910895635105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/11/sinceramente-mesmo-sinceramente-no-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ry8SrDtfDRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CImpoaUhmS0/s72-c/olhares3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-3123959910434333949</id><published>2007-11-05T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:19:23.554Z</updated><title type='text'>Fingertips - Something has Broken (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ry8JbjtfDPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DfSMZxo8tZ4/s1600-h/496455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129328869645421810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ry8JbjtfDPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DfSMZxo8tZ4/s320/496455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Bem eu estabeleço,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como não vais lhe mostrar quem eu sou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Acabo de pé...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque estou cansado de ver como tu estás confuso,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ele está podre, de modo ciumento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E tem pesquisado e mantido &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a minha distância Sim&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;eu fiz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque não é digno Lutar contra todos vós perdedores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Parece que estou desistindo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parece que estou perdido no tempo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Parece que o meu mandato expirou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se tu prestasses alguma atenção tu verias &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu poderia perder minha mente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bem eu acordei acima &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou cansada de seu negócio inacabado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não vou resistir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Porque isso é o que tu queres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mas não vou jogar uma peça em seu jogo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É mais fácil de mudar e ser um estranho para nós mesmos Sim, é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas isso não vale Wrecking minha saúde e a minha preciosa juventude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algo está quebrado..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ry79BjtfDOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HkWhQgxMuHM/s320/lunaaaaaaa500zf5.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "Seca as lágrimas atrás dos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando sussurrar o teu nome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disses-te que virias todas as noites&lt;br /&gt;Só para me ouvires cantar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente sabe que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não quero crescer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente sabe que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não quero saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toda a gente sabe que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; não quero crescer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toda a genta sabe que foste embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, não te sentes viva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando danças entre os meus pensamentos?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juras-te vir aqui todas as noites&lt;br /&gt;Apenas para&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cantares&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;a nossa música. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente sabe que &lt;strong&gt;não quero crescer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Toda a gente sabe que &lt;strong&gt;não quero saber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toda a gente sabe que&lt;/strong&gt; não quero crescer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toda a genta sabe que foste embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Levanta-te e por favor agarra na minha mão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim posso ser libertado. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente sabe que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não quero crescer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente sabe que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não quero saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toda a gente sabe que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; não quero crescer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Toda a genta sabe que foste embora!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-5371388836903040600?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ry79BjtfDOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HkWhQgxMuHM/s72-c/lunaaaaaaa500zf5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-3469344034729076189</id><published>2007-10-31T14:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:54:56.239Z</updated><title type='text'>O dilema da EsPeRa. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyiUlztfDNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IW_RmGL2R0U/s1600-h/beyond-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127511553018367186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="279" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyiUlztfDNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IW_RmGL2R0U/s320/beyond-thumb.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Hoje vou falar num dilema que muitos de nós pensa e principalmente sente...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A ESPERA. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que quem espera desespera?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou será que quem espera sempre alcança?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu estou a viver nesse dilema neste momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;encaixo as duas frases já tão conhecidas em mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estou a desesperar por uma espera que sei que vou alcançar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apesar de saber que a vou alcançar, não sei quando será,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e isso faz com que a minha dor, o meu desespero percorra todo o meu ser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta espera sempre fez parte da minha vida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;é incrivel, mas é a pura verdade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu &lt;strong&gt;esperei 9 meses&lt;/strong&gt; para nascer para ir pa perto de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperei mais 4/5 anos&lt;/strong&gt; para poder falar e estar a teu lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperei mais 5 anos&lt;/strong&gt; que a nossa infância passasse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;para perceber realmente o que eramos um para o outro. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais 5 anos esperei&lt;/strong&gt; para te abrir os olhos para a verdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;para a realidade da vida. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aos pouco fui esperando por ti e conquistando-te...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois tive um ano sem esperar nada,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;só a receber aquilo pelo que sempre esperei...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi único e valeu apena,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alcancei...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora volto a esperar por ti não sei mais quanto tempo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas esta espera é angustiante, dura, desesperante mesmo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apesar de saber que a vou alcançar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas por que mais terei que passar, ver, viver...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quanto mais tempo terei eu que esperar ? ? ?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só sei. . .se já esperei até aqui e consegui,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acho que vou levar toda a minha vida a fazer o mesmo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A esperar por Ti ! ! !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Não sei se é bom ou mau, ou talvez até sei, mas é mais forte que eu...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-3469344034729076189?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3469344034729076189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=3469344034729076189' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3469344034729076189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3469344034729076189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-dilema-da-espera.html' title='O dilema da EsPeRa. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyiUlztfDNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IW_RmGL2R0U/s72-c/beyond-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-1094364118228633632</id><published>2007-10-29T09:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-29T10:17:43.453Z</updated><title type='text'>Too Late Apologize (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyWv3jtfDLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UGABwPKMkxQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126697119844863154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyWv3jtfDLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UGABwPKMkxQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Estou a segurar-me na tua corda,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou a três metros do chão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou a ouvir o que tu estás a dizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não consigo falar nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu dizes que precisas de mim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois vais e deixas-me para baixo, mas espera,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu dizes-me que te arrependeste,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não esperavas que me virasse e disse-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que é tarde demais para desculpares-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tarde demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disse que é tarde demais para desculpares-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tarde demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tarde demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ooh...Eu te daria outra hipotese, eu cairia,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu levaria um tiro por ti...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Preciso de ti assim como um coração precisa de bater,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas isso não é nenhuma novidade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu amei-te com um fogo intenso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora está a apagar-se,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tu disses-te ''perdoa-me'', como um anjo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os céus fizeram-me pensar que eras tu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas eu tenho medo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tarde demais para desculpares-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tarde demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disse que é tarde demais para desculpares-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tarde demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tarde demais para desculpares-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Disse que é tarde demais para desculpares-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tarde demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disse que é tarde demais para desculpares-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Tarde demais)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disse que é tarde demais para desculpares-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Tarde demais)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou a segurar-me na tua corda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estou a três metros do chão."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: Timbaland feat. One Republic)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca é tarde para se pedir desculpa e aceita-las, apenas tem de haver um equilibrio e compreensão de ambas as partes. . . Eu consigo sempre encontrar esse equilibrio. . .por isso estou a desculpar-te aos pouco. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-1094364118228633632?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1094364118228633632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=1094364118228633632' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/1094364118228633632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/1094364118228633632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/too-late-apologize-traduo.html' title='Too Late Apologize (tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyWv3jtfDLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UGABwPKMkxQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-4794895834111429189</id><published>2007-10-26T11:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:01:40.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O céu e o nosso Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyHIlTtfDKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6p4F60qJbCY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125598394196102306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyHIlTtfDKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6p4F60qJbCY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Num final de dia...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho para &lt;strong&gt;o céu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;está &lt;strong&gt;Lindo. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz lembrar a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imensidão do nosso Amor. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sol&lt;/span&gt; espalhasse&lt;/strong&gt; por todo o céu. . .&lt;br /&gt;São as &lt;strong&gt;saudades que sinto tuas. . .! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: AC&lt;/span&gt; 25/10/2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-4794895834111429189?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4794895834111429189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=4794895834111429189' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4794895834111429189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4794895834111429189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-cu-e-o-nosso-amor.html' title='O céu e o nosso Amor...'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyHIlTtfDKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6p4F60qJbCY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-8423378109371604595</id><published>2007-10-25T09:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T09:20:54.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HOJE...tinha de escrever algo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyBRiztfDJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EUk8peZu73A/s1600-h/minha_saudade_es_tu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125186034386013330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyBRiztfDJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EUk8peZu73A/s320/minha_saudade_es_tu.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. . .Parece que o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sol e a Lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; continuam a brilhar para &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nós,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;neste dia tão linda, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tão único,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tão importante. . .&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Para mim. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hoje&lt;/span&gt; é &lt;strong&gt;noite de Lua Cheia. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olha para ela se sentires saudades minhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sente&lt;/span&gt; o calor do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meu corpo no Teu. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Durante o dia&lt;/strong&gt; se sentires a minha falta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;olha para o Sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e vê o &lt;strong&gt;brilho dos meus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;quando &lt;strong&gt;olham para Ti. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feliz Dia. . . &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jamais&lt;/span&gt; esquecerei. . . !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: AC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-8423378109371604595?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8423378109371604595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=8423378109371604595' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8423378109371604595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8423378109371604595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/hojetinha-de-escrever-algo.html' title='HOJE...tinha de escrever algo...'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RyBRiztfDJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EUk8peZu73A/s72-c/minha_saudade_es_tu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-4016135849144577887</id><published>2007-10-22T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:24:50.169+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rxx5Yge4IVI/AAAAAAAAADk/tHiKkrnXZQA/s1600-h/espera.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124103937984045394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="309" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rxx5Yge4IVI/AAAAAAAAADk/tHiKkrnXZQA/s320/espera.gif" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Esta é a &lt;strong&gt;pura verdade na Vida&lt;/strong&gt; de cada um de nós. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Acabamos sempre por &lt;strong&gt;ficar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amar. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;com quem &lt;strong&gt;sempre&lt;/strong&gt; esteve à nossa espera. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-4016135849144577887?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4016135849144577887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=4016135849144577887' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4016135849144577887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4016135849144577887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/esta-pura-verdade-na-vida-de-cada-um-de.html' title=''/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rxx5Yge4IVI/AAAAAAAAADk/tHiKkrnXZQA/s72-c/espera.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-640414241682811780</id><published>2007-10-22T09:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:12:09.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor Tem Destas Coisas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rxx2jwe4IUI/AAAAAAAAADc/zdck-YKc0Ac/s1600-h/Sem%2520t%25EDtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124100832722690370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" height="260" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rxx2jwe4IUI/AAAAAAAAADc/zdck-YKc0Ac/s320/Sem%2520t%25EDtulo.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apesar de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUDO...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eu sei que sempre&lt;/span&gt; sentirei o teu perfume,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O teu toque no meu corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A suavidade da tua pele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O calor dos teus beijos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O brilho dos teus olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As ondas do teu cabelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;O desejo do teu Amor entrelaçado no meu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sei que jamais te esquecerei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas vou seguir a minha Vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por isso te digo, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o meu sonho é o Teu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sei que um dia ficaremos Juntos para Todo o SEMPRE ! ! !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Eu esperarei por Ti. . . ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMO-TE . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;--&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-640414241682811780?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rxx2jwe4IUI/AAAAAAAAADc/zdck-YKc0Ac/s72-c/Sem%2520t%25EDtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-1375238118711672711</id><published>2007-10-18T15:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:52:03.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't You Forget About Me (Tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxdyXge4ITI/AAAAAAAAADU/zRmK0Dx6EUE/s1600-h/s375x320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122688849339228466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxdyXge4ITI/AAAAAAAAADU/zRmK0Dx6EUE/s320/s375x320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Dizem que o amor é apenas um jogo&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que o tempo pode curar a dor&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes tu ganhas, às vezes tu perdes&lt;br /&gt;E eu suponho que sou apenas um perdedor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu mantenho-me em detenção para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu disse-lhe uma vez que foi a única &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tu sabes que eu vou morrer por ti&lt;br /&gt;Ainda me dói ao ver-te deslocar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah desta vez tu deves saber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu não irei tentar parar te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não te esqueças de mim baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não te esqueças de mim agora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Algum dia tu voltas e perguntas-me, “porque é que eu deixei-te ir?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim tu tentas simular um sorriso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tu não queres quebrar o meu coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu posso ver que tu estás com medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas baby é tarde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque eu já estou morrendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não te esqueças de mim baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não te esqueças de mim agora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Algum dia tu voltas e perguntas-me, “porque é que eu deixei-te ir?”"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Enrique Iglesias)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-1375238118711672711?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1375238118711672711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=1375238118711672711' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/1375238118711672711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/1375238118711672711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-you-forget-about-me-traduo.html' title='Don&apos;t You Forget About Me (Tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxdyXge4ITI/AAAAAAAAADU/zRmK0Dx6EUE/s72-c/s375x320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-3804913309304052711</id><published>2007-10-17T16:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T16:18:21.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Noite e o Dia. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxYnkwe4ISI/AAAAAAAAADM/QnO5PrwQeKs/s1600-h/desencontros_antonioramos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122325138623701282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxYnkwe4ISI/AAAAAAAAADM/QnO5PrwQeKs/s320/desencontros_antonioramos.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quando conhecerem alguém não a julguem logo pelo bom ou mau que ela tem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deixem pelo menos um dia inteiro passar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Conheçam-na de Noite e de Dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu aprendi que ao fazer isto podemos conhecer logo uma pessoa por inteiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De Noite uma coisa de Dia outra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;isso pode demonstrar muito da personalidade dela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As pessoas de Noite são escuras, só deixam transparecer pouca luz como a Lua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De Dia as pessoas tornam-se mais claras, mais neutras, com muito mais luz, assim como o Sol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Conheci pessoas que são iguais ao Dia e à Noite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Completamente diferentes, o oposto delas próprias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De Noite demonstram ser fortes, mas tristes, malucas, com sentimentos escuros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De Dia demonstram a sua fragilidade, a precisão por outrém que lhes dê atenção...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Experimentem conhecer alguém assim, por um dia inteiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e observem se isto não é a realidade...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedicado a duas pessoas que as identifico como o Dia e a Noite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e que me ensinaram a observar e a ter esta filosofia do conhecimento de uma pessoa! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-3804913309304052711?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3804913309304052711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=3804913309304052711' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3804913309304052711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3804913309304052711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/noite-e-o-dia.html' title='A Noite e o Dia. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxYnkwe4ISI/AAAAAAAAADM/QnO5PrwQeKs/s72-c/desencontros_antonioramos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-304074491877650966</id><published>2007-10-16T10:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:32:26.327+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloria Estefan - Hoy (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxSFCQe4IRI/AAAAAAAAADE/4TWX2jUOvvU/s1600-h/almas%2520gemeas-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121864950057804050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxSFCQe4IRI/AAAAAAAAADE/4TWX2jUOvvU/s320/almas%2520gemeas-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "Tenho marcado em meu peito todos os dias que o tempo&lt;br /&gt;não me deixou estar aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tenho uma fé madura que vai comigo e me cura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;desde que&lt;br /&gt;te conheci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenho uma pegada perdida entre tua sombra e a minha&lt;br /&gt;que não me deixa mentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou uma moeda da fonte, do teu desejo pendente, da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;minha vontade de reviver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho uma manhã constante e uma aguarela esperando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ver te pintado de azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tenho teu amor e tua sorte, e um caminho inclinado,&lt;br /&gt;mas tem o mar do outro lado e você é o meu norte e o&lt;br /&gt;meu sul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje vou te ver de novo, vou me envolver em tua roupa,&lt;br /&gt;sussurar-me em teu silencio quando me vires chegar&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vou te ver de novo, vou alegrar tua tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;vamos fazer uma festa para que este amor cresça mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenho uma frase guardada entre minha boca e a minha&lt;br /&gt;almofada que me deixa nua diante de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenho uma praia e um povo que me acompanha à noite&lt;br /&gt;quando não estás junto a mim..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;(L I N D A ! ! !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-304074491877650966?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/304074491877650966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=304074491877650966' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/304074491877650966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/304074491877650966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/gloria-estefan-hoy-traduo.html' title='Gloria Estefan - Hoy (tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxSFCQe4IRI/AAAAAAAAADE/4TWX2jUOvvU/s72-c/almas%2520gemeas-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-8355757920238858770</id><published>2007-10-16T10:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:18:52.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxSBxQe4IQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HupcePmbizM/s1600-h/Maos-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121861359465144578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxSBxQe4IQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HupcePmbizM/s320/Maos-34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Eu sei, não digas, deixa-me inventar-te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não é um sonho, juro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;são apenas as minhas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sobre a tua nudez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;como uma sombra no deserto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É apenas este rio que me percorre há muito e desagua em ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;porque tu és o mar que acolhe os meus destroços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É apenas uma tristeza inadiável, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uma outra maneira de habitaresem todas as palavras do meu canto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenho construído o teu nome com todas as coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tenho feito amor de muitas maneiras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;docemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lentamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;desesperadamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;à tua procura, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sempre à tua procura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;até me dar conta que estás em mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que em mim devo procurar-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e tu apenas existes porque eu existo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e eu não estou só contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mas é contigo que eu quero ficar só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;porque é a ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a ti que eu amo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joaquim Pessoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-8355757920238858770?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8355757920238858770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=8355757920238858770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8355757920238858770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8355757920238858770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/eu-sei-no-digas-deixa-me-inventar-te.html' title=''/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxSBxQe4IQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HupcePmbizM/s72-c/Maos-34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-1033357006371353671</id><published>2007-10-16T09:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:05:43.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vida dá voltas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxR-fwe4IPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qLVa9cxpN54/s1600-h/800px-Felicidade_A_very_happy_boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121857760282550514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxR-fwe4IPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qLVa9cxpN54/s320/800px-Felicidade_A_very_happy_boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Olá a todos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estou aqui para vos dizer que estou de volta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Após uma grande luta aqui estou eu MUITO FELIZ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;com um coração novo, com muita esperança, com muita FORÇA para VIVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como disse foi uma grande luta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Depois das desilusões, das magoas, das tristezas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;de uma ida de âmbulancia para o hospital com a minha vida por um fio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;depois de muito choro, da revolta, da desistência pela vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Algo de maravilhoso me aconteceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E então aqui estou eu de volta à Vida, a vive-la de forma como NUNCA vivi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a ve-la com outros olhos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só tenho que agradecer a todos os meus amigos que me deram MUITA FORÇA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eles sabem quem são!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ADORO-VOS A TODOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obrigada por Tudo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;V O L T E I ! ! ! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-1033357006371353671?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1033357006371353671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=1033357006371353671' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/1033357006371353671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/1033357006371353671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/10/vida-d-voltas.html' title='A Vida dá voltas...'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RxR-fwe4IPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qLVa9cxpN54/s72-c/800px-Felicidade_A_very_happy_boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-8014748540618182353</id><published>2007-09-28T15:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T15:38:23.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Evanescence - My Last Breath (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meu Último Suspiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Segure-se em mim, amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Você sabe, eu não posso ficar muito tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tudo que eu queria dizer era que te amo e que eu não estou com medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Você pode me escutar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Você pode me sentir em seus braços?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Segurando meu último suspiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A salvo dentro de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estão todos meus pensamentos sobre você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doce luz raptada que termina aqui esta noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu vou sentir falta do inverno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um mundo de coisas frágeis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Procure por mim no bosque branco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Escondendo num tronco de árvore (venha me encontrar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu sei que você me ouve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu posso provar nas suas lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Segurando meu último suspiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A salvo dentro de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estão todos meus pensamentos sobre você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doce luz raptada que termina aqui esta noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fechando seus olhos para desaparecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Você reza para seus sonhos te trazerem aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas você ainda está acordado e sabe da verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ninguém está lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Diga boa noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não tenha medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me chamando, me chamando até você se anular na escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Diga boa noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Segurando meu último suspiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Não tenha medo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A salvo dentro de mim mesma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Me chamando, me chamando)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estão todos os meus pensamentos sobre você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doce luz raptada que termina aqui esta noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Diga boa noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Segurando meu último suspiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Não tenha medo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A salvo dentro de mim mesma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Me chamando, me chamando)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estão todos os meus pensamentos sobre você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doce luz raptada que termina aqui esta noite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-8014748540618182353?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8014748540618182353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=8014748540618182353' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8014748540618182353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8014748540618182353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/evanescence-my-last-breath-traduo.html' title='Evanescence - My Last Breath (tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-1740303555947887781</id><published>2007-09-28T15:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T15:22:20.281+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Evanescence - Taking over me (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Assumindo O Controle Sobre Mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não se lembra de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu me lembro de você.&lt;br /&gt;Eu perco o sono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tento bravamente não pensar em você.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem pode escolher o que sonha?&lt;br /&gt;E eu sonho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito em você&lt;br /&gt;Eu desistiria de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Somente para te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eu tenho que estar com você,&lt;br /&gt;Pra viver, respirar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Você está assumindo o controle sobre mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como você esqueceu de tudo o que eu sei&lt;br /&gt;E de tudo o que nós tínhamos?&lt;br /&gt;Você me viu lamentando meu amor por você&lt;br /&gt;E você tocou a minha mão...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sabia que você me amava também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito em você&lt;br /&gt;Eu desistiria de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Somente para te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eu tenho que estar com você,&lt;br /&gt;Pra viver, respirar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você está assumindo o controle sobre mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu olho no espelho e vejo o seu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;Se eu olhar profundamente... lá no fundo...&lt;br /&gt;Tantas coisas lá dentro estão exatamente&lt;br /&gt;Como você as domina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito em você&lt;br /&gt;Eu desistiria de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Somente para te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eu tenho que estar com você,&lt;br /&gt;Pra viver, respirar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está assumindo o controle sobre mim (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomando conta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Você está tomando conta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Tomando conta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Você está assumindo o controle sobre mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-1740303555947887781?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-1074326540954031959</id><published>2007-09-28T14:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T15:00:34.349+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Evanescence - Tourniquet (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu tentei acabar com a dor&lt;br /&gt;Mas só piorou&lt;br /&gt;(muito mais)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu caí morrendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu estou derramando remorso sanguinário e traição&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estou morrendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orando&lt;br /&gt;Sangrando&lt;br /&gt;E gritando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Está muito tarde para eu ser salvo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Está muito tarde?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus, meu turniquete&lt;br /&gt;Retorne para a minha salvação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Meu Deus, meu turniquete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Retorne para a minha salvação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você se lembra de mim?&lt;br /&gt;Perdido a tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Será que você vai para o outro lado?&lt;br /&gt;Ou será que vai me esquecer?&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou morrendo&lt;br /&gt;Orando&lt;br /&gt;Sangrando&lt;br /&gt;E gritando&lt;br /&gt;Está muito tarde para eu ser salvo?&lt;br /&gt;Está muito tarde?&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus, meu turniquete&lt;br /&gt;Retorne para a minha salvação&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus, meu turniquete&lt;br /&gt;Retorne para a minha salvação&lt;br /&gt;(Retorne para minha salvação)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Eu quero morrer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus, meu turniquete&lt;br /&gt;Retorne para a minha salvação&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus, meu turniquete&lt;br /&gt;Retorne para a minha salvação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minhas feridas imploram por um túmulo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha alma implora por libertação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serei eu quem o nega?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristo&lt;br /&gt;Protetor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu suicídio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-1074326540954031959?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/1074326540954031959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=1074326540954031959' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/1074326540954031959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tiver que ir&lt;br /&gt;Eu desejo que você vá logo&lt;br /&gt;A sua presença ainda persiste aqui&lt;br /&gt;E não me deixa em paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refrão1) Essas feridas parecem não querer cicatrizar&lt;br /&gt;Essa dor é muito real&lt;br /&gt;Existe muita coisa que o tempo não consegue apagar&lt;br /&gt;(refrão 2) Quando você chorou eu enxuguei todas as suas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Quando você gritou eu lutei contra todos os seus medos&lt;br /&gt;Eu segurei a sua mão ao longo de todos esses anos&lt;br /&gt;Mas você ainda tem tudo de mim&lt;br /&gt;Você costumava me cativar&lt;br /&gt;Pela sua luz ressonante&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu estou destinada à vida que você deixou para trás&lt;br /&gt;Seu rosto assombra&lt;br /&gt;Todos os meus sonhos que foram um dia, agradáveis&lt;br /&gt;Sua voz arrancou fora&lt;br /&gt;Toda a sanidade em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[refrão1]&lt;br /&gt;[refrão 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu tenho tentado tanto, me convencer que você se foi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas embora você ainda esteja comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu tenho estado sozinha todo esse tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-313480479360774511?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/313480479360774511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=313480479360774511' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/313480479360774511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/313480479360774511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/evanescence-my-immortal-traduo.html' title='Evanescence - My Immortal (tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-153732499743824758</id><published>2007-09-24T14:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:50:59.934+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwen Stefani - 4 In The Morning (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Acordo pra enfrentar outro dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lua perdeu-se de novo ontem a noite,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora que o sol já está a todo vapor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho&lt;/strong&gt; que me sinto bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas dói quando eu penso, quando eu deixo que isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a minha mente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ta tudo em mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu sei que tu estás aqui, no escuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu observo te a dormir, dói muito...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora eu sei que tu tens que me dar tudo&lt;br /&gt;E nada será o bastante, &lt;strong&gt;tu sabes que eu te daria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te daria tudo o que sou,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estou abrindo mão de tudo o que consegui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque o que eu quero é ter um amor de verdade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca queira partir e desistir de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fico acordada até as 4 da manhã, as lagrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;derramando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quero fazer valer essa luta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que estivemos a fazer todo esse tempo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, se vais fazer isso, vem e faz direito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que eu queria era saber e dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que não quero perder o amor que encontrei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lembrar me quando tu dizias que mudarias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Não me desapontes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não é justo, do jeito em que tu esta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu não posso ser completa, tu podes me dar mais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei apenas para deixar esta linda música como despedida...&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a todos muitas felicidades...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijões. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-153732499743824758?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/153732499743824758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=153732499743824758' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/153732499743824758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/153732499743824758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/gwen-stefani-4-in-morning-traduo.html' title='Gwen Stefani - 4 In The Morning (tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-8693224422953319496</id><published>2007-09-21T08:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T08:59:57.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A todos os que AMO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvN37Qe4IOI/AAAAAAAAACs/VlJrqA6YkHs/s1600-h/adeus.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112561861916106978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvN37Qe4IOI/AAAAAAAAACs/VlJrqA6YkHs/s320/adeus.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;É duro dizer isto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;mas vou ter que fechar a lojinha dos sentimentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Não sei se será para sempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ou se será só por um tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Por isso vim aqui dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADEUS PARA SEMPRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATÉ UM DIA DESTES!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMO-VOS A TODOS...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desculpem...!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-8693224422953319496?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8693224422953319496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=8693224422953319496' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8693224422953319496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8693224422953319496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/todos-os-que-amo.html' title='A todos os que AMO!!!'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvN37Qe4IOI/AAAAAAAAACs/VlJrqA6YkHs/s72-c/adeus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-3341889879317723127</id><published>2007-09-21T08:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T08:42:47.749+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Como é possivel?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvN1Wge4INI/AAAAAAAAACk/RL6tn1tlRms/s1600-h/amoreamizade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112559031532658898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvN1Wge4INI/AAAAAAAAACk/RL6tn1tlRms/s320/amoreamizade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;É imprecionante como as pessoas mudam da noite para o dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não é exagero, foi mesmo da noite para de manha bem cedo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Estou completamente desiludida, parva com tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok...Amo-te e tal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas não te Amo só de Amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amo-te como Tua Amiga e como "Irmã"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E tu não respeitaste nada de nada disso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Só pensaste em Ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Já passei por muito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Já lutei por muito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas desta vez foi algo que NUNCA, JAMAIS pensei de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nunca pensei como seria perder um Amor e um Amigo num apice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nunca pensei que isso algum dia poderia acontecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nunca pensei que alguém um dia me fizesse isto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nunca pensei que fosses logo Tu a fazer tal coisa...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinto-me sem chão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sem sentimentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sem forças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sem Nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não tenho palavras para descrever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a desilusão, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;frustração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a dor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que estou a sentir bem forte dentro de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Por fora demonstro a força de uma lutadora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas por dentro a força da dor ganha a TUDO...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não me estou a lamentar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas lamento que as coisas tenham que ser desta forma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinto medo por ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas acredita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Só quero a Tua Felicidade e mais Nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Por isso Te desejo de coração Muitas mas mesmo Muitas Felicidades...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by: AC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-3341889879317723127?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3341889879317723127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=3341889879317723127' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3341889879317723127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3341889879317723127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/como-possivel.html' title='Como é possivel?!?'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvN1Wge4INI/AAAAAAAAACk/RL6tn1tlRms/s72-c/amoreamizade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-5383137555536990210</id><published>2007-09-20T15:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T15:29:20.952+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're Gone (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvJ_DEpnDZI/AAAAAAAAACc/NOLtij7VbJw/s1600-h/Omslagsingel4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112288217783537042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="258" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvJ_DEpnDZI/AAAAAAAAACc/NOLtij7VbJw/s320/Omslagsingel4.png" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu sempre precisei de tempo para mim mesma,&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca imaginei que precisaria de Ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando eu choro&lt;br /&gt;E os dias parecem anos,&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu estou sozinha&lt;br /&gt;E a cama onde tu te deitavas&lt;br /&gt;Está arrumada ao teu lado,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu te vais embora&lt;br /&gt;Eu conto os passos que Tu dás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu vês o quanto eu preciso de Ti agora???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando Tu estás longe,&lt;br /&gt;Os pedaços do meu coração sentem a tua falta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando Tu estás longe,&lt;br /&gt;O rosto que eu conhecia está perdido também.&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu estás longe,&lt;br /&gt;As palavras que preciso ouvir pra mim sempre conseguir&lt;br /&gt;ir adiante com o dia,&lt;br /&gt;E fazer tudo estar bem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto a Tua falta,&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca tinha me sentido desta forma antes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E as coisas que eu faço&lt;br /&gt;Lembram -me de Ti,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E as roupas que tu deixaste no chão,&lt;br /&gt;Elas têm o teu cheiro...&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo as coisas que Tu fazes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu te vais embora,&lt;br /&gt;Eu conto os passos que Tu dás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu vês o quanto eu preciso de Ti agora???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu estás longe&lt;br /&gt;Os pedaços do meu coração sentem a tua falta.&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu estás longe&lt;br /&gt;O rosto que eu conhecia está perdido também.&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu estás longe&lt;br /&gt;As palavras que preciso ouvir pra mim sempre conseguir&lt;br /&gt;ir adiante com o dia&lt;br /&gt;E fazer tudo estar bem.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto a Tua falta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nós seremos um para o outro,&lt;br /&gt;Eu manterei sempre...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que seremos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu sempre quis foi que Tu soubesses&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo o que eu faço, te dou de coração e alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu acho difícil até respirar,&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso te ouvir aqui comigo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu estás longe,&lt;br /&gt;Os pedaços do meu coração sentem a Tua falta.&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu estás longe&lt;br /&gt;O rosto que eu conhecia está perdido também.&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tu estás longe&lt;br /&gt;As palavras que preciso ouvir pra mim sempre conseguir&lt;br /&gt;ir adiante com o dia,&lt;br /&gt;E fazer tudo estar bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sinto a sua falta. . .!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By: Avril Lavigne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-5383137555536990210?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5383137555536990210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=5383137555536990210' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/5383137555536990210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/5383137555536990210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-youre-gone-traduo.html' title='When You&apos;re Gone (tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RvJ_DEpnDZI/AAAAAAAAACc/NOLtij7VbJw/s72-c/Omslagsingel4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-502900257040483668</id><published>2007-09-18T08:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T08:28:19.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A única que já não sou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ru992ENGLeI/AAAAAAAAACU/5uhxLl770RQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111442469883882978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ru992ENGLeI/AAAAAAAAACU/5uhxLl770RQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sempre me disseste que era a única...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher com quem tiveste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher com quem sempre terias algo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher com quem conseguias ser tudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher com quem conseguias estar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher com quem crias viver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher que te fazia a pessoa mais Feliz do mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher que te descobriu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher que conseguias beijar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única mulher que conseguias amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única que já não sou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que sou eu agora para ti??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uma reles mulher que te deu tudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;deu te a vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mostrou tudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;te fez acreditar na verdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que fez com que voltasses a ser Feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a acreditar em ti mesmo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas tu perdeste-te...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Já não sou a única,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E o teu caminho para nós é negro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tão negro que me faz doer tudo o que existe em mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dói muito ver-te nesse caminho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas hoje abro a mão e deixo-te voar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;escolhe o caminho que quiseres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pois eu não quero ser a tua prisão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A tua infelicidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A única que já não sou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E dói saber...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-502900257040483668?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/502900257040483668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=502900257040483668' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/502900257040483668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/502900257040483668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/nica-que-j-no-sou.html' title='A única que já não sou...'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ru992ENGLeI/AAAAAAAAACU/5uhxLl770RQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-891188828870605915</id><published>2007-09-14T15:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:12:52.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ruqkx0NGLdI/AAAAAAAAACM/11QSmcL9bm8/s1600-h/novidade_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110077902939368914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ruqkx0NGLdI/AAAAAAAAACM/11QSmcL9bm8/s320/novidade_04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vou falar de Amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quero matar a saudade das horas de felicidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;de todas as promessas que fizemos e juras de amor eterno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Reviver todos aqueles momentos que são sonhos de paixão intensa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;De todas as palavras que foram ditas de coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meu Amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quando estou contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Só queria parar o tempo nas horas de grande emoção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;para nunca mais te ver partir para longe de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nem que seja só um minuto longe de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;eu já sinto a tua falta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e o meu coração chora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Queria te abraçar e ver tudo a parar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sentir o momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E nunca mais sair dali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meu Amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Este é o meu Grande Amor por Ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Por ti morria...Sem dúvida...Sem pensar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E Tu...Não sei...Mas sinto que o mesmo não é...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-891188828870605915?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/891188828870605915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=891188828870605915' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/891188828870605915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/891188828870605915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/vou-falar-de-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ruqkx0NGLdI/AAAAAAAAACM/11QSmcL9bm8/s72-c/novidade_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-3338594117086743331</id><published>2007-09-06T15:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T16:04:25.938+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Sorte / Good Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RuAUBPmv16I/AAAAAAAAACE/9r44HGUq3_8/s1600-h/carta_despedida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107103989039617954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="216" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RuAUBPmv16I/AAAAAAAAACE/9r44HGUq3_8/s320/carta_despedida.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É só isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não tem mais jeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Acabou, boa sorte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não tenho o que dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;São só palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E o que eu sinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não mudará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tudo o que quer me dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É pesado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não há paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tudo o que quer de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Irreais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Expectativas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Desleais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's over, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Good luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's only words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And what l feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Won't change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Everything you want to give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is no peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All you want from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Isn't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tudo o que quer me dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É pesado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não há paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tudo o que quer de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Irreais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Expectativas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Desleais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mesmo, se segure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quero que se cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dessa pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Que o aconselha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Há um desencontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Veja por esse ponto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Há tantas pessoas especiais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now even if you hold yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want you to get cured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;From this person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Who poisoned you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is a disconnection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;See through this point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There are so many special people in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so many special people in the world in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tudo o que quer me dar /Everything you want to give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É demais / It's too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É pesado / It's heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não há paz / There is no peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tudo o que quer de mim / All you want from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Irreais/ isn't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Expectativas / Expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Desleais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now we're Falling into the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Um bom encontro é de dois . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: Vanessa Da Mata feat. Ben Harper )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-3338594117086743331?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/3338594117086743331/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=3338594117086743331' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3338594117086743331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/3338594117086743331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/boa-sorte-good-luck.html' title='Boa Sorte / Good Luck'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RuAUBPmv16I/AAAAAAAAACE/9r44HGUq3_8/s72-c/carta_despedida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-2049285804925878562</id><published>2007-09-03T11:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T12:12:16.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEGA de DiscriMInaÇão ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105932425040484242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" height="283" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RtvqfPmv15I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Wq1mRDCLvCU/s320/Image92.gif" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chega de discriminar aquilo que você é ou poderá vir a ser. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chega de discriminar as cores que fazem um contraste magnifico. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chega de discriminar as pessoas pelo que elas são e pelos problemas que poderão ter, você um dia também os poderá ter. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chega de guerras por religiões, cores, gostos, custumes. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chega de viver num mundo de egoismo. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;VIVAM como vocês são e como se sentem melhor. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E deixem as pessoas serem felizes da forma com que elas se sentem melhor. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Talvez se cada um olhasse um pouco para si, via que a discriminação que têm por outrens, também têm um pouco em si. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Páre para pensar. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A vida é tão curta, para quê discriminar. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Isso só faz as pessoas infelizes e a si também. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Se não for no momento será um dia talvez. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou dar alguns exemplos para concluir. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Para quê chamar deficiente a alguém se um dia talvez pode-nos acontecer algo e ficarmos da mesma forma?? Para quê chamar velho/velha a uma pessoa com mais idade que nós se um dia mais tarde também o seremos?? Para quê criticar as opções sexuais de cada pessoa, se um dia podem acordar e verem que também sentem AMOR por alguém do mesmo sexo que vocês, ou talvez um filho ou até um familiar o poderá ser um dia?? PARA QUÊ chamar "olha o preto,olha o branco" se todos eles reagem,vivem e sentem da mesma forma?? (. . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pensem um pouco antes de fazerem alguém infeliz, pois o dia de amanha &lt;strong&gt;NUNCA se sabe. . .&lt;/strong&gt;Não faça aos outros o que não quer que lhe façam a si. . .Pense que com pequenas brincadeiras de discriminalidade você pode fazer alguém muito infeliz e talvez até fazer com que essa pessoa cometa actos muito infelizes. . .! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ajude a melhorar o MUNDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;, ou seja, a Sua vida e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a dos outros ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-2049285804925878562?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2049285804925878562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=2049285804925878562' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2049285804925878562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2049285804925878562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/09/chega-de-discriminao.html' title='CHEGA de DiscriMInaÇão ! ! !'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RtvqfPmv15I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Wq1mRDCLvCU/s72-c/Image92.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-4641900897023235650</id><published>2007-08-28T08:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T09:14:20.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Significado das Frases. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RtPXjfmv13I/AAAAAAAAABs/LupOObR4b1E/s1600-h/15-Conflict-Resolution.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103659807520315250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RtPXjfmv13I/AAAAAAAAABs/LupOObR4b1E/s320/15-Conflict-Resolution.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As cenas acabaram por morrer naturalmente. . ."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eu tive de fazer para que as cenas morressem. . ."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ora aqui temos duas frases parecidíssimas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Digamos quase, quase idênticas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mas com significados MUITO diferentes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uma destas frases pode destruir algo de muito belo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uma destas frases magoua MUITO, MUITO mesmo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uma destas frases obriga-te a interrogar se realmente és importante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uma destas frases pode fazer o teu céu cair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uma destas frases deixa dúvidas e mais dúvidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...E tu, que frase utilizarias, se sabes que uma delas pode destruir algo tão bom, tão mágico...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Algo de grandioso e imenso...?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pensa antes de falares, pois é por estas minimas frases que muita coisa acontece, e quando dás por isso já pode ser tarde...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: AC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-4641900897023235650?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4641900897023235650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=4641900897023235650' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4641900897023235650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4641900897023235650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/08/significado-das-frases.html' title='Significado das Frases. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RtPXjfmv13I/AAAAAAAAABs/LupOObR4b1E/s72-c/15-Conflict-Resolution.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-8637082860502588594</id><published>2007-08-27T09:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T09:43:38.795+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Divagando em pensamentos. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RtKMivmv10I/AAAAAAAAABU/A8j_WzGsBjM/s1600-h/question.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103295856286619458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" height="244" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RtKMivmv10I/AAAAAAAAABU/A8j_WzGsBjM/s320/question.gif" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Há coisas que acontecem na vida que nos deixam completamente de cabeça perdida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sem uma determinada resposta para nós próprios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Será que haveremos de esquecer tudo e seguir em frente?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pensar nos maus ou nos bons momentos?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pôr em primeiro lugar as provas de Amor e só depois pôr o que nos magoua?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Se existem provas de Amor, é porque o que nos magoua foi sem querer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ou talvez para nos proteger...?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não sei. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não sei que pensar, não sei como viver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas se já lutei até aqui, porque não dar mais uma oportunidade a estas questões que tanto têm percorrido a minha vida!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Se já cheguei até aqui, por algum motivo foi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E se as coisas já estão a encaminhar-se para um caminho que nunca pensei em viver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É por algum motivo também...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Enfim...definitivamente vou dar mais uma oportunidade a mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A nós...À ViDa...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Divago nestes pensamentos na esperança de poder ajudar-vos se estiverem em situações de dúvida...Aproveitem a vida, ela é 2 dias e um deles é friado...vivam o momento...esqueçam tudo o resto se virem que vale apena...VIVAM..."Love Today"!!! Carpe diem!!!**)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;By: AC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-8637082860502588594?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/8637082860502588594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=8637082860502588594' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8637082860502588594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/8637082860502588594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/08/divagando-em-pensamentos.html' title='Divagando em pensamentos. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RtKMivmv10I/AAAAAAAAABU/A8j_WzGsBjM/s72-c/question.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-4894303912886025038</id><published>2007-08-21T16:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T10:00:32.334+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Darren Hayes - Insatiable (tradução)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rsv6uvmv1zI/AAAAAAAAABM/_qop2p0H8Z4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101446683887130418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rsv6uvmv1zI/AAAAAAAAABM/_qop2p0H8Z4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Quando a luz do luar engatinha pela rua&lt;br /&gt;Expulsando o calor do verão&lt;br /&gt;Passos lá fora em algum lugar abaixo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O mundo dá voltas, já me desliguei disso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nós construímos a nossa igreja na rua&lt;br /&gt;Nós praticamos amor entre os lençóis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O teu cheiro doce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Banha a minha pele, estou marcado em ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo que tenho que fazer é te segurar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meu coração bate forte&lt;br /&gt;E nem te estou a tocar direito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Abaixa as luzes&lt;br /&gt;Tira&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me mostrar-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O meu amor por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insaciável&lt;br /&gt;Excita-me&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero saborear cada gota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do meu amor por ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Insaciável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A luz da lua brinca na tua pele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo que permanece envolve-me&lt;br /&gt;Adormeço dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não há palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só verdades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Inspira e respira&lt;br /&gt;Não há sons&lt;br /&gt;Nós nos movemos juntos para cima e para baixo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nossos corpos levitam, pairam&lt;br /&gt;Nossos pés nem tocam no chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas ninguém te conhece como eu&lt;br /&gt;Porque o mundo pode não entender&lt;br /&gt;Que eu fico mais forte em tuas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós nunca dormimos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;estamos sempre de mãos dadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beijamo-nos por horas, conversamos, fazemos planos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto um homem melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só de estar no mesmo lugar que tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós nunca dormimos, há tanta coisa para fazer&lt;br /&gt;Tanta coisa para dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não consigo fechar os olhos quando estou contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Insaciável o jeito que te estou a amar!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-4894303912886025038?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/4894303912886025038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=4894303912886025038' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4894303912886025038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/4894303912886025038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/08/darren-hayes-insatiable-traduo.html' title='Darren Hayes - Insatiable (tradução)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rsv6uvmv1zI/AAAAAAAAABM/_qop2p0H8Z4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-2372304279754527915</id><published>2007-08-16T09:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T12:19:59.624+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NoW and FoReVeR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RsQXiPmv1yI/AAAAAAAAABE/yh6Gu4ewHsM/s1600-h/Hug_me_Love_by_pAiXAuM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099226555162285858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="219" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RsQXiPmv1yI/AAAAAAAAABE/yh6Gu4ewHsM/s320/Hug_me_Love_by_pAiXAuM.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whenever I'm weary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando estou cansado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From the battles that raged in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Da luta do dia a dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You made sense of madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tu dás sentido a loucura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When my sanity hangs by a thread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando a minha sanidade só depende de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I lose my way, but still you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eu perco a paciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Seem to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas mesmo assim, tu pareces entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now and forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora e para todo o sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will be your man (wife)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu serei o teu homem&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(mulher)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I just hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Algumas vezes eu abraço-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too caught up in me to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só para me aparecer para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm holding a fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;É quando estou a abraçar um tesouro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;That heaven has given to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que Deus mandou para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eu sempre tentarei te mostrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Each and every way I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;De todas as formas que eu puder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now and forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Que agora e para sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I will be your man (wife)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu serei o teu homem (mulher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now I can rest my worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somente agora posso encarar os meus temores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E ter a certeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;That I won't be alone, anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Que nunca mais ficarei sozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'd only known you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se souber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Que tu estás aqui o tempo todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All this time. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todo este tempo . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Until the day the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Até o dia em que o oceano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Doesn't touch the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não tocar mais a areia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Agora e para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be your man (wife)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu serei o teu homem (mulher)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: Richard Marx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-2372304279754527915?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2372304279754527915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=2372304279754527915' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2372304279754527915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2372304279754527915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-and-forever.html' title='NoW and FoReVeR'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RsQXiPmv1yI/AAAAAAAAABE/yh6Gu4ewHsM/s72-c/Hug_me_Love_by_pAiXAuM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-5797154121237036387</id><published>2007-08-13T11:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:16:34.674+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mundos Mudos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RsA5e8Gs-8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Cz2s2I4kaWc/s1600-h/lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098137981876501442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RsA5e8Gs-8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Cz2s2I4kaWc/s320/lagrima.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Ligo directo para a caixa de correio só para &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ouvir a tua voz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sei que é cena fora mas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;todo o dia chega a hora em que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o lado esquerdo chora&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;quando se lembra de nós&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A vida corre tranquila, cada vez menos reguilameto meto guita de parte e a cabeça não vacila tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Para minha alegria e meu espanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pode ser que o passado fique por onde deve estar:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No pretérito imperfeito, já que não é mais-que-perfeito,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Este é um presente que eu aceito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para atingir a tranquilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que supostamente se atinge com a nossa idade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A verdade é que a saudade do que passou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não é mais que muita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas por muita força que faça ela passa por saber que te vivi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu deste tudo e eu joguei, arrisquei e perdi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Muda o teu número, eu mudei o meu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muda o teu número, eu mudei o meu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Muda o teu número, eu mudei o meu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muda o teu Mundo, eu mudei o meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cada vez que eu ligo tento deixar mensagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mas acabo por &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nunca arranjar a coragem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;necessária&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gostava apenas de partilhar contigo o quotidiano habitual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nada que se compare com as correrias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;doutras alturas e doutros abismos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E já que falo por eufemismos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gostava de dizer que ainda gosto bastante de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A casa tá diferente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; parece digna de gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dá gosto sentar no sofá com a tv pela frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Comprei uma máquina de café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Xpto, bem bonita, azul bebé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ocasionalmente cozinho e bebo o meu vinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E esqueço o fumo que nos dava &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aquele quentinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hoje em dia é mais à base do ar condicionado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Condicionei a tentação num clima controlado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero que saibas que tou bem, sei que tu mais ou menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sempre gostaste de brincar em perigosos terrenos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em relação a isso eu não sei o que fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E se calhar é por isso mesmo que acabo por não dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;que a verdade é que a saudade do que passou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não é mais que muita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas por muita força que faça ela passa por saber que te vivi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu deste tudo e eu joguei, arrisquei e perdi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Muda o teu número, eu mudei o meu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muda o teu número, eu mudei o meu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Muda o teu número, eu mudei o meu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muda o teu Mundo, eu mudei o meu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Da Weasel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* *Acho que esta música diz tudo, (simplesmente Da Weasel, os únicos) Amo toda a letra, mas as partes pelas quais me identifico encontram-se em vermelho (cor da Paixão, AMOR), são as palavras, frases chaves. . .Resumindo, posso continuar a viver, mas NUNCA TE ESQUECEREI ! ! ! * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-5797154121237036387?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/5797154121237036387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=5797154121237036387' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/5797154121237036387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/5797154121237036387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/08/mundos-mudos.html' title='&quot;Mundos Mudos&quot;'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/RsA5e8Gs-8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Cz2s2I4kaWc/s72-c/lagrima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-654446408483058555</id><published>2007-07-27T10:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:24:01.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"O Amor" Fernando Pessoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rqm5MXivSXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bYoUwi3fyQs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091804475848345970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rqm5MXivSXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bYoUwi3fyQs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"O amor,&lt;/span&gt; quando se revela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não se sabe revelar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sabe bem olhar p'ra ela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas não lhe sabe falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quem quer &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dizer o que sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Não sabe o que há de *dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fala:&lt;/span&gt; parece que &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cala:&lt;/span&gt; parece &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ah, mas se ela &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;adivinhasse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Se pudesse &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ouvir o olhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E se um &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;olhar lhe bastasse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pr'a saber que a estão a amar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas quem sente muito, cala;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quem quer dizer quanto sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fica sem alma&lt;/span&gt; nem fala,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fica só,&lt;/span&gt; inteiramente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas se isto puder contar-lhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;O que &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;não lhe ouso contar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Já não terei que falar-lhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Porque lhe estou a falar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY: Fernando Pessoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-654446408483058555?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/654446408483058555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=654446408483058555' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/654446408483058555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/654446408483058555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-amor-fernando-pessoa.html' title='&quot;O Amor&quot; Fernando Pessoa'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rqm5MXivSXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bYoUwi3fyQs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-2545279639282386969</id><published>2007-04-24T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T11:11:43.437+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Distancia. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ri3Vtd8v3gI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CL6f4pT_DKk/s1600-h/distancia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056932933717188098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ri3Vtd8v3gI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CL6f4pT_DKk/s320/distancia.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É dificil controlar a distancia. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A distancia do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;das &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;emoções,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;da &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;saudade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;da &lt;strong&gt;falta que me fazes. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sinto a Tua falta a cada instante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivo na ancia que chegue a hora. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A hora de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te ver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;estar perto de Ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a hora de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te abraçar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;de falar contigo. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sinto-me só neste mundo. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Neste mundo de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;incertezas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;falsidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Infidelidade. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Volta. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Para que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;contigo &lt;/span&gt;possa&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; enfrentar este mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;de confusão. . .&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOucUra!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By:AC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-2545279639282386969?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/2545279639282386969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=2545279639282386969' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2545279639282386969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/2545279639282386969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/04/distancia.html' title='Distancia. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Ri3Vtd8v3gI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CL6f4pT_DKk/s72-c/distancia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-7223361148571414287</id><published>2007-03-19T14:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:17:42.803Z</updated><title type='text'>Ao sabor do VenTo. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rf6aY3z6UsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hoF6gH2CIvM/s1600-h/vento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043638384790753986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rf6aY3z6UsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hoF6gH2CIvM/s320/vento.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Vivo&lt;/span&gt; ao sabor do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vento,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sou&lt;/span&gt; como ele,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A minha &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt; é como ele. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sabe bem &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;viver assim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelo menos &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; existem &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;desilusões,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apenas muitas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;emoções. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sou como ele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cada minuto&lt;/span&gt; com &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;intensidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Navego nas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;emoções da vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vou&lt;/span&gt; para onde me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;apetece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apareço&lt;/span&gt; sem esperar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;desapareço&lt;/span&gt; sem que dêem conta. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Não espero por Nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apenas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ViVo, ViVo e ViVo. . .! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Desde o momento que aprendi a viver assim sou muito, mas mesmo muito mais feliz. . .Aprendi com a vida, demorou mas aqui estou eu a dizer que feliz estou. . .!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: AC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-7223361148571414287?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/7223361148571414287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=7223361148571414287' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/7223361148571414287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/7223361148571414287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/03/ao-sabor-do-vento.html' title='Ao sabor do VenTo. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Rf6aY3z6UsI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hoF6gH2CIvM/s72-c/vento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-642733535558029714</id><published>2007-03-02T08:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-02T08:31:04.051Z</updated><title type='text'>A NatuReZa e o OlhAR. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Refep1k956I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mcWMTTXOZK4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037239518575323042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9ueDhhO519w/Refep1k956I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mcWMTTXOZK4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O nosso Olhar é como a Natureza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neles tudo é reflectido. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Observem esta imagem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toda a beleza é reflectida num lago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas por vezes num lago também poderás ver a destruição,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;igualmente como no nosso Olhar. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nos dois podes ver a tristeza e a felicidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;os momentos Bons e os Maus. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por isso quando tiveres alguma dúvida nos Teus sentimentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olha através do Teu Olhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ou através do Olhar de outrém!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: A.C.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-642733535558029714?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/642733535558029714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=642733535558029714' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-116894056844703696</id><published>2007-01-16T09:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:28:58.003Z</updated><title type='text'>Olha nos meus olhos...eles dizem TUDO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/1600/453823/olhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/320/135626/olhar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/1600/404888/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nos meus &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;olhos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;diz-me&lt;/strong&gt; o que &lt;strong&gt;vez. . .?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vez uma &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enorme &lt;/span&gt;tristeza de&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;angústia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, por não saber como &lt;strong&gt;Te encontras!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nos &lt;strong&gt;Teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;verás uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enorme alegria,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pois ai já &lt;strong&gt;Te tenho a meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;os meus&lt;strong&gt; olhos&lt;/strong&gt; poderam &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;olhar os Teus. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;E se as &lt;strong&gt;lágrimas &lt;/strong&gt;cairem &lt;strong&gt;não Te assustes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque são lágrimas de uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;felicidade Enorme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te ter perto de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e saber que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te encontras bem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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TUDO!'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-116860422277373016</id><published>2007-01-12T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:31:42.630Z</updated><title type='text'>SinTo a Tua FaLTa! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/1600/959090/CHORO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/320/597740/CHORO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teu &lt;/span&gt;beijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teu &lt;/span&gt;olhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teu&lt;/span&gt; cheiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teu&lt;/span&gt; sorriso. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não consigo apagar do meu pensamento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quando fecho os olhos &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só Te vejo a Ti. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Será que &lt;strong&gt;precisas&lt;/strong&gt; de mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas eu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não consigo&lt;/span&gt; chegar até &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;só apenas por &lt;strong&gt;pensamento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;porque &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te&lt;/span&gt; carrego em&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e em &lt;strong&gt;minha mente!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Teu&lt;/span&gt; toque,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pele. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Todas as noites &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sonho em poder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; voltar a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sentir Te. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depressa. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pois o &lt;strong&gt;meu coração&lt;/strong&gt; está tão &lt;strong&gt;apertado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;que por vezes&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; nem o sinto&lt;/span&gt; bater. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Onde estás &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volta,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto a tua falta!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-116860422277373016?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/116860422277373016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=116860422277373016' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/116860422277373016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/116860422277373016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2007/01/sinto-tua-falta.html' title='SinTo a Tua FaLTa! ! !'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-116792960638146110</id><published>2007-01-04T16:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-04T16:54:25.766Z</updated><title type='text'>ComO seRá ? ? ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/1600/453156/amizade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/320/50086/amizade.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que é possivel levar a vida&lt;br /&gt;igual e normal como de à 5 anos para cá,&lt;br /&gt;sem a pessoa do nosso lado&lt;br /&gt;que nos ensinou o que é a amizade,&lt;br /&gt;o quanto ela é importante,&lt;br /&gt;que nos ensinou o que é o Amor,&lt;br /&gt;aquela pessoa que nos incentiva,&lt;br /&gt;nos apoia,&lt;br /&gt;nos dá na cabeça quando é necessário,&lt;br /&gt;aquela pessoa ao qual chamamos "braço direito". . .&lt;br /&gt;Será que é possivel viver sem ela ao nosso lado "24" por dia? ? ?&lt;br /&gt;(. . .)&lt;br /&gt;Como Será? ? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: AC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-116792960638146110?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/116792960638146110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/1600/573754/incerteza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/320/745250/incerteza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/1600/459875/incerteza.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vivo num &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;meu. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mundo esse cheio de &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;incertezas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;onde &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"brinco"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ao esconde esconde,&lt;br /&gt;onde cada passo que dou &lt;strong&gt;tremo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onde cada palavra que digo &lt;strong&gt;suspiro&lt;/strong&gt; bem fundo,&lt;br /&gt;onde &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;todos não podem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; entrar,&lt;br /&gt;onde &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ninguém conhece. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vivo na &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;incerteza&lt;/span&gt; de viver. . .&lt;br /&gt;Viver lado a lado &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;contigo,&lt;br /&gt;voar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; contigo. . .&lt;br /&gt;Na &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;incerteza &lt;/span&gt;de um caminho de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Na &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;incerteza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de te ter. . .! ! ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-116525151873112080?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/116525151873112080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=116525151873112080' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/116525151873112080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/116525151873112080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/12/incerteza.html' title='InceRTeZa. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-116471430789309333</id><published>2006-11-28T11:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-28T11:45:07.920Z</updated><title type='text'>As PalaVras. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/palavras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/palavras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo o que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentimos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; escrevemos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem tudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o que escrevemos sentimos. . .&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;palavras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; são como o vento,&lt;br /&gt;Saem-nos de forma &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inesperada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes &lt;strong&gt;correcta&lt;/strong&gt;, por outras &lt;strong&gt;incorrectas&lt;/strong&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;São como o &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Quando se &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soltam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; já ninguém as agarra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;que transmitem os nossos sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;mas as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;palavras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nem tudo dizem &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sobre nós,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois há coisas, sentimentos, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pensamentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que ninguém imagina,&lt;br /&gt;que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ninguém&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; consegue descrever a sua &lt;strong&gt;beleza&lt;/strong&gt;, o seu&lt;strong&gt; sentir&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ou por vezes a sua &lt;strong&gt;magoa&lt;/strong&gt;, a sua &lt;strong&gt;dor. . .!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; são como &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nuvens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que por detras de cada uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;existe uma outra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;escondem de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; um pouco. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dificil de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;descrever!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-116471430789309333?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/116471430789309333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=116471430789309333' title='2 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/1600/833729/ausencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="228" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3607/2570/320/640620/ausencia.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrevo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pensando na &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ausência. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ausência&lt;/span&gt; essa que me deixa confusa. . .&lt;br /&gt;Normalmente na vida, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ausência&lt;/span&gt; tem um significado &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;triste,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vazio&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amargo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de saudade&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;medo. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Mas esta &lt;em&gt;ausência&lt;/em&gt; que sinto,&lt;br /&gt;é uma &lt;em&gt;ausência &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;triste &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mas &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Muito Feliz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vazia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mas com todo o espaço visual e sentimental &lt;strong&gt;preenchido,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Amarga&lt;/strong&gt; mas muito doce, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;muito doce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mas uma saudade que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me faz sorrir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;medo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mas com todas as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;certezas. . .!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Esta &lt;em&gt;ausência&lt;/em&gt; que me atromenta&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Muito Feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente por saber que essa &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ausência&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; será &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sempre preenchida! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-116429874603178629?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/116429874603178629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=116429874603178629' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/116429874603178629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/116429874603178629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/11/ausncia.html' title='AusêNcia . . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-116023247886371758</id><published>2006-10-07T15:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T15:49:31.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Where Do I Begin?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Por onde eu começo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por onde começo a contar a história&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De quão grande um Amor pode ser?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A doce história de Amor que é mais velha que o oceano.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A simples verdade sobre o Amor que ele traz para mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por onde eu inicio?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com o primeiro Olá dele?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele deu novo sentido a este meu mundo vazio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca houve um outro Amor, um outro tempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele entrou na minha vida e fez o viver ser bom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele preenche o meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele preenche o meu coração com coisas muito especiais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com canções dos Anjos, com imaginações selvagens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele preenche minha Alma com tanto Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que para todo o lado que vou eu nunca estou sozinha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com ele por perto, quem poderia estar sozinho?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu procuro pela mão dele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela sempre está lá.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quanto tempo dura?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pode um Amor ser medido pelas horas do dia?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não tenho nenhuma resposta agora.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas isto eu muito posso dizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei que precisarei dele até que as estrelas se apaguem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ele estará lá. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-116023247886371758?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/116023247886371758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=116023247886371758' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/116023247886371758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/116023247886371758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-do-i-begin.html' title='&quot;Where Do I Begin?&quot;'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-115401922355546777</id><published>2006-07-27T17:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T03:06:37.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Necessito-Te. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/IMG_0747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/IMG_0747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não sei viver sem Te Amar. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Necessito do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; que respiras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Necessito do &lt;strong&gt;Teu&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;calor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Necessito da &lt;strong&gt;Tua&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alegria,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Necessito da &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que me transmites,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Necessito da &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;segurança &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;do &lt;strong&gt;Teu&lt;/strong&gt; olhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Necessito da &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;força&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;strong&gt;Teu&lt;/strong&gt; interior. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Necessito-Te. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(By:AC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-115401922355546777?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/115401922355546777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=115401922355546777' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115401922355546777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115401922355546777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/07/necessito-te.html' title='Necessito-Te. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-115273220613616727</id><published>2006-07-12T19:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:23:26.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"How can it feel, this wrong?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Ohh, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ninguém&lt;/span&gt; consegue &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temos uma &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guerra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;para travar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca achamos &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nosso&lt;/span&gt; caminho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diferente&lt;/span&gt; ao que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eles&lt;/span&gt; dizem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como&lt;/span&gt; pode parecer &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tão&lt;/span&gt; errado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para esse &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como&lt;/span&gt; pode parecer &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;errado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tempestade&lt;/span&gt;...na luz da manhã&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sinto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não posso dizer mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congelada para mim mesmo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não tenho&lt;/span&gt; ninguém ao &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;certamente&lt;/span&gt; isso &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;não está certo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (. . .)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(By:Portishead-Roads)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-115273220613616727?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/115273220613616727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=115273220613616727' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115273220613616727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115273220613616727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-can-it-feel-this-wrong.html' title='&quot;How can it feel, this wrong?&quot;'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-115258315054011283</id><published>2006-07-11T02:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T02:59:10.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are. . .! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/coracaodepetalas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/coracaodepetalas.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;". . .Do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; Know. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Beautiful. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; are, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes You&lt;/span&gt; are. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES You are. . .! ! !"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Música)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By:Mandalay-Beautiful)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-115258315054011283?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/115258315054011283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=115258315054011283' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115258315054011283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115258315054011283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are.html' title='You Are. . .! ! !'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-115184837578020062</id><published>2006-07-02T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T14:56:01.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorte em Te ter. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/rosas.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/200/rosas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luck &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU! ! !"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By:T)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not know&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Live&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without YOU. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU are Beautiful. . .! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It does not have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love as Ours. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;No other Love. . .! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Like YOU. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU. . .! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By:AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-115184837578020062?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/115184837578020062/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=115184837578020062' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115184837578020062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115184837578020062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/07/sorte-em-te-ter.html' title='Sorte em Te ter. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-115153681323487610</id><published>2006-06-29T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T00:20:13.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/Paul_Himmel-15-5l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" height="286" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/Paul_Himmel-15-5l.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pode ser &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maior&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;arma&lt;/strong&gt; da &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Paz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas &lt;strong&gt;por&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vezes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pode ser &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;arma&lt;/strong&gt; da &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Destruição!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (By:Mike;) )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-115153681323487610?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/115153681323487610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=115153681323487610' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115153681323487610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115153681323487610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-amor.html' title='O Amor. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-115145402379834624</id><published>2006-06-27T23:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T00:22:24.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem explicação. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/gatinho2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/gatinho2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Sinto-me. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Não sei explicar. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Talvez dizendo que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sinto-me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;noutro Mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; onde &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tudo é mágico. . .?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é pouco. . .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto-me&lt;/strong&gt; como &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;um Anjo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;que sobrevoa as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nuvens. . .?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Também&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;não,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; é pouco ainda. . .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Bem &lt;strong&gt;não&lt;/strong&gt; sei mesmo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;expressar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;por palavras&lt;/span&gt; o que estou a sentir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;pois &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nem Tudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o que &lt;strong&gt;sentimos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;se consegue &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mas uma coisa posso dizer. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o que estou a sentir &lt;strong&gt;é maior&lt;/strong&gt; que. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obrigada. . .! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No other LoVe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[TB]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;(By:Ac For:You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-115145402379834624?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/115145402379834624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=115145402379834624' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115145402379834624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115145402379834624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/06/sem-explicao.html' title='Sem explicação. . .'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-115084653318793970</id><published>2006-06-21T00:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:35:33.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Só quero se FeliZ AGORA . . . ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/paraguas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/paraguas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Só quero ser &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz AGORA,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;pois o &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Futuro não sei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; como será. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Só quero &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aproveitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;enquanto &lt;strong&gt;Te&lt;/strong&gt; posso ver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ver &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;esse Teu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;olhar&lt;/span&gt;, esse Teu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorriso&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;essa &lt;strong&gt;Tua&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beleza mágica&lt;/span&gt; que me faz &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esquecer TuDo. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentir,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sentir os Teus &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beijos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, o Teu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;corpo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;o Teu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toque&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;que me arrepia. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheirar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cheirar toda a Tua &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fragância que me elouquece&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toda&lt;/strong&gt; essa &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sensualidade que Te engloba. . .!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Quero respirar o cheiro do Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enquanto&lt;/strong&gt; dele estou &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;próxima,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enquanto &lt;/strong&gt;dele posso&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;desfrutar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enquanto&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hoje,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enquanto&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;possível. . .!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(by:AC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-115084653318793970?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/115084653318793970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=115084653318793970' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115084653318793970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/115084653318793970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/06/s-quero-se-feliz-agora.html' title='Só quero se FeliZ AGORA . . . ! ! !'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114994294706393017</id><published>2006-06-10T13:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:08:28.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FORÇA PORTUGAL!;o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/acreditar_bandeira_portugal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/acreditar_bandeira_portugal.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/artigos-bin_imagem_1_jpg_0120044001148161235-70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="126" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/artigos-bin_imagem_1_jpg_0120044001148161235-70.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois é pessoal temos de &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acreditar ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todos nós temos de seguir o exemplo das &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;milhares de mulheres&lt;/span&gt; que se encontraram no Estádio Nacional,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para participar na &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mais Bela Bandeira do Mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e foi assim que entramos para o &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guiness...!;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poderei dizer "entramos",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;também participei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; neste evento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma das cabecinhas vermelhas era eu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E digo-vos, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;é emocionante participar&lt;/span&gt; e estar no meio de toda aquela euforia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fui ao evento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;continuarei a apoiar Portugal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é disso que eles precisam...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Acreditem também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e vivam as emoções ao &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;máximo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom Mundial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Força Portugal !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By:AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114994294706393017?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114994294706393017/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114994294706393017' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114994294706393017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114994294706393017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/06/fora-portugalo.html' title='FORÇA PORTUGAL!;o)'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114908463417633530</id><published>2006-05-31T14:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T15:10:34.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Criança ;o) * *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/dia%20mundial%20da%20crian??a.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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devem viver e ser tratadas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pois é &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;numa criança&lt;/span&gt; que depositamos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e para o futuro, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;todos nós só queremos o melhor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz dia da Criança! Feliz dia 1 de Junho! ;) * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114908463417633530?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114908463417633530/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114908463417633530' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114908463417633530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/minia05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Percorro &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cada traço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;eu,&lt;br /&gt;Cheiro &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cada aroma&lt;/span&gt; diferente do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teu corpo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cada movimento,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Decoro-te&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ao máximo, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas porquê?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jamais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; esquecer a beleza que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te&lt;/span&gt; engloba,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A beleza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; interior e exterior&lt;br /&gt;Que faz com que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tu&lt;/span&gt; sejas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;único e inesquecível!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Necessito&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Te&lt;/span&gt; decorar,&lt;br /&gt;pois o &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;medo de deixar de sonhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é imenso,&lt;br /&gt;E assim quando &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu &lt;/span&gt;partires de uma parte &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da minha vida,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As lembranças e recordações&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ficarão presente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em todo o meu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: AC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114908260035303961?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114908260035303961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114908260035303961' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114908260035303961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114908260035303961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/05/inesquecvel.html' title='* *Inesquecível. . .! ! !* *'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114841701953388345</id><published>2006-05-23T21:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T14:39:21.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O TemPo...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/saudade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; passa,&lt;br /&gt;mas os &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sentimentos&lt;/span&gt; já mais passarão&lt;br /&gt;e as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;recordações&lt;/span&gt; e as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;desilusões&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;essas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não passam mesmo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...!&lt;br /&gt;Foste alguém que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jamais esquecerei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;és alguém que para &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todo o sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lembrarei...!&lt;br /&gt;Passou um ano mas &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; permanece...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amigo,&lt;br /&gt;Divertido,&lt;br /&gt;Simpático,&lt;br /&gt;Companheiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;André Farrim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que para &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;todo&lt;/span&gt; o sempre estarás &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dentro de mim...!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Parabéns Manoh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(By:AC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114841701953388345?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114841701953388345/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114841701953388345' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114841701953388345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114841701953388345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-tempo.html' title='O TemPo...!'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114841522828697597</id><published>2006-05-23T20:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:45:11.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras sábias!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/beijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="171" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/beijo.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja dizia &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shakespear&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amantes&lt;/strong&gt; eram os &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amores impossíveis...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Axim é o &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nosso&lt;/span&gt; Amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impossível...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Grande Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de&lt;strong&gt; amantes...!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                            (By:AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114841522828697597?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114841522828697597/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114841522828697597' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114841522828697597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114841522828697597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/05/palavras-sbias.html' title='Palavras sábias!'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114782987104079384</id><published>2006-05-17T01:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T02:37:51.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estás em mim...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/Resize_Wizard-162.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/Resize_Wizard-162.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Foto by: Aleksander Lange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/Resize_Wizard-162.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Percorres&lt;/span&gt; todo o &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;caminho&lt;/span&gt; da minha &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Já conheces &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;todas&lt;/span&gt; as linhas e &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sentimentos&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eu&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sei&lt;/span&gt; e sinto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tu estás &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;profundamente&lt;/span&gt; dentro de &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mim...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sinto o teu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheiro&lt;/span&gt; em toda a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;parte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Numa &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;viola&lt;/span&gt; vejo os &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;traços&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teu corpo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tudo&lt;/span&gt; á minha volta me faz&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; lembrar-te...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: Me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114782987104079384?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114782987104079384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114782987104079384' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114782987104079384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114782987104079384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/05/ests-em-mim.html' title='Estás em mim...!'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114738322838947584</id><published>2006-05-11T22:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:37:09.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O que Houve em NóS !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/mulhermar.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/mulhermar.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"E Tu já sentiste como é ter medo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cá dentro um espaço que não se preenche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;quando não queres mais ninguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Os lábios tão secos falta o teu beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Que eu espero e não vem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Foi o que Tu deixaste aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Um vazio sem Fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu sei que não posso passar o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Contigo em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas é tão difícil esquecer o que houve em Nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A noite cai e sonho contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Num sorriso de ano-luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Vagueio e danço sozinha no escuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de pés no chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O Teu calor não está comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Vem, vem pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu sei que não posso passar o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Contigo em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas é tão difícil esquecer a magia que houve em Nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não merecias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A magia que houve em Nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não posso deixar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;É difícil não te ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Vou pensar em Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Vou-te crer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu sei que não posso passar o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Contigo em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas é tão difícil esquecer a magia que houve em Nós !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Como&lt;/span&gt; poderei eu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depois de &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tudo&lt;/span&gt; o que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aconteceu&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depois de tudo o que acontece,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depois de &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tudo&lt;/span&gt; o que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;existe&lt;/span&gt; entre &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nós...?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não dá&lt;/span&gt; para &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;esquecer&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É uma &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ilusão&lt;/span&gt; querer &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;impossivel&lt;/span&gt;, é &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mesmo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;impossivel&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nós&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;somos&lt;/span&gt; e para &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sempre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;        UMA SÓ ALMA. . . ! ! !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                (By:AC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114684480729348788?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114684102879927485</id><published>2006-05-05T15:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T15:59:42.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem fim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/dsfhsd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/dsfhsd.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Percorrendo um &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;caminho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seja &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ele&lt;/span&gt; qual for,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sei que &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;estará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sempre&lt;/span&gt; na minha &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cabeça&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gravado&lt;/span&gt; no meu &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coração&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teu&lt;/span&gt; nome &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;escrito&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juntamente com esta &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PaiXão...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                              (By:AC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114684102879927485?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114684102879927485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114684102879927485' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114684102879927485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nasci&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te conheci...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando Te conheci,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Amei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E lembro-me de dizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que Te &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amarei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;para&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SemPre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;até morrer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e deixar de Te ver... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;(by:AC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114683941479577643?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114683941479577643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/2E_15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/2E_15.png" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O Amor é uma Droga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando amamos alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não conseguimos deixar de Amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Assim como a Droga,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando entramos nela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nunca mais a conseguimos largar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Já a algum tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que ando num vício destes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amo quem não me Ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e quem não devia Amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ando sempre a pensar na pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e do meu coração não a consigo tirar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Por ela morria e Nunca me arrependeria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amo-a loucamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mas ela não me Ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e com muita razão...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quero que saibas que é a Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que Amo do fundo do coração!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(by:AC/For:YOU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114683871695482964?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114683871695482964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114683871695482964' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114683871695482964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114683871695482964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-amor-uma-drogaquando-amamos-algumno.html' title=''/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114545571311016611</id><published>2006-04-19T14:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T15:08:33.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma perda. . .!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/collage9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/collage9.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Francisco Adam-1983/2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mais uma perda para o nosso Mundo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Um jovem cheio de vida,alegria e planos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;com um Futuro brilhante pela frente...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;É triste assistir a estas coisas...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Toda esta situação fez-me lembrar uma outra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu André...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pois vocês dois amavam a vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;viviam de alegria e alegravam TuDo e ToDoS á vossa volta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Identificava o 'Dino' com o André,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;ele fazia-me lembrar-lhe e 'matar' um pouco das saudades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Agora só resta a lembrança dos dois...!;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Descansem em PAZ...RIP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;(By:AC)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114545571311016611?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114545571311016611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114545571311016611' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114545571311016611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24731489/posts/default/114545571311016611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/2006/04/mais-uma-perda.html' title='Mais uma perda. . .!!'/><author><name>AC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02453183351894556145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114545470875964192</id><published>2006-04-19T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:51:48.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eterna saudade...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/F%20ANDt6u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/F%20ANDt6u.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Deus...Porque é que me pões de luto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e me levas quem eu AMO?!?..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By:Boss AC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;É uma frase que JAMAIS esquecerei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pois repetia-a e repito-a já á quase 1 ano...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;São memórias que não consigo esquecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;e uma dor IMENSA, sem explicação,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que não sai da minha mente e do meu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;É com imensa dor,saudade e muitas lembranças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que te dedico este post...a TI meu amigo,meu irmão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a TI AnDRé FaRRiM!!!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114545470875964192?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114545470875964192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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um prazer...! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/06001s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/06001s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É um prazer conhecer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma pessoa como Tu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;És uma amiga,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma rapariga:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sensível,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meiga,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E também muito respeitável!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi optimo voltar a rever-te,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E também a conhecer-te...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para sempre Anaisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será gravado no meu coração,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na minha mente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim igualmente...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By:AC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114381345035188965?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114366262729641118</id><published>2006-03-29T20:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:47:10.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades de um só sonho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/olhar%20triste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/olhar%20triste.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penso em sonhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;numa noite fria...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma dor imensa me consume...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por um sonho que terminou,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas que em mim para sempre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ficou...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que jamais voltarei a sonhar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esse sonho que em mim ficou,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas esse sonho sempre sonharei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até que um dia morrerei...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: AC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114366262729641118?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114366262729641118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114366262729641118' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/choro%20adeus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/choro%20adeus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"ADEUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Já gastámos as palavras pela rua, meu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;e o que nos ficou não chega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;para afastar o frio de quatro paredes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gastámos tudo menos o silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gastámos os olhos com o sal das lágrimas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;gastámos as mãos à força de as apertarmos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;gastámos o relógio e as pedras das esquinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;em esperas inúteis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Meto as mãos nas algibeiras e não encontro nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Antigamente tínhamos tanto para dar um ao outro;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;era como se todas as coisas fossem minhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;quanto mais te dava mais tinha para te dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Às vezes tu dizias: os teus olhos são peixes verdes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;E eu acreditava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Acreditava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;porque ao teu lado todas as coisas eram possíveis.&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso era no tempo dos segredos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;era no tempo em que o teu corpo era um aquário,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;era no tempo em que os meus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;eram realmente peixes verdes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoje são apenas os meus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;É pouco mas é verdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;uns olhos como todos os outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Já gastámos as palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando agora digo: meu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;já não se passa absolutamente nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;E no entanto, antes das palavras gastas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;tenho a certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;de que todas as coisas estremeciam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;só de murmurar o teu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;no silêncio do meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não temos já nada para dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dentro de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;não há nada que me peça água.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;O passado é inútil como um trapo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;E já te disse: as palavras estão gastas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Adeus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By: Eugénio de Andrade)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114359516374668032?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://lostsouls.no.sapo.pt/fake_a_lie_by_bittertaste.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24731489.post-114331096313842977</id><published>2006-03-25T18:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T18:22:43.150Z</updated><title type='text'>Começo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/1600/era%20uma%20vez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="397" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3607/2570/320/era%20uma%20vez.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" A única alegria neste mundo é a de começar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É belo viver, porque viver é começar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sempre, a cada instante. . ."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Cesare Pavese)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24731489-114331096313842977?l=sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonhosnaspalavras.blogspot.com/feeds/114331096313842977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24731489&amp;postID=114331096313842977' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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